We must make the most of our time here and live every day to the fullest. To truly live is to be like the oak tree: to feel, take root, be useful, and enjoy each day. While we will not last as long as the oak trees, we can make our time worthwhile.
#vss365
Despite living together for over 15 years and having 2 children together, they never wanted to get married.
"We don't need a 'collar' to stay together and a 'collar' would never hold us."
#vss365#collar
"What's that book you're reading?"
"A Cloak of Feathers."
"Do you like it?"
"I'm still at the beginning, but I've read the previous two and am excited about this one."
"What is it about?"
"Anna of Cleves."
"Ah! You're a 'Tudor girl'."
"You bet I am."
#vss365#cloak
The third and final chapter of my latest series is live on @literotica. Struggling to stay in the "Hot" range. Could be the thin plot or maybe the A-to-M scene at the end. Hard to predict what readers will or won't respond to.
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turning off the news
I can’t go through this again
just a #rabbit_hole
where lies reign over what’s true
my vibes seek positive roads
#BraveWrite#vss365#tanka#poetry
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Tracy Shawn’s Novels https://t.co/t3In4y66Ue via @YouTube Novels with themes that include: #MentalHealth#motheranddaughter relationships #Healing (P.S. Watch for bonus laugh at the end of video😅)
#vss365#Poem#WritingCommunity
I will cover
your soul with mine
an #ice cloak
covering the earth
nobody will hear
your frightened cries...
you will heal
then
I would disappear
at sea
like mortuary
Viking boats
Sleep demolished by fear
Heart drumming to the rhythm of what-if thoughts
Step outside to
Predawn #silence
Lift gaze to the last stars
And live another day
#vss365#anxiety
#vss365#ice#scifi#FromOneLine 370 #OneSentence (174 wds)
It didn’t cast a shadow on the snow when our group reached it after an hour’s ascent from the parked and running Kharkovchanka track-vehicle below,
even though the sun’s lonely orb, clinging to a horizon beneath the permanent semi-dusk, shed long silhouettes across a blue-grey landscape, and each breath was a dagger's probe inside the lungs,
but Comrade Colonel back at Vostok Station had given the order, and each of us touched its dark metallic surface before we photographed and measured its three-metre span that protruded from ice that had encased it for millennia —
and I still have the unauthorised black-and-white selfie we took half a century ago whose worn surface I caress, when it gets really bad, with the fingers of a twenty-year-old who transforms his face and bone structure every five years and
relocates to another sleepy town on a different continent, listening to the voices in my head that have kept me safe from poverty and the men in dark suits who would cry in terror if they dreamt my dreams.
The #silence at Kathy Lamont's memorial service was minimal. It was there at the appropriate moments, but far more often the Almoral High School Gymnasium was filled with the words and laughter which came from remembering a young teacher and coach the community loved.
#vss365
I am the #silence
Wedged in between
Regret of resilience
Coerced cage of screams
I am the bones
Thorn in your side
Stretched skin on loan
Blood of your sin-runt of your pride
I am the disdain
Scorn on your face
You say I brought pain
A mistake we both erase
#BraveWrite#vss365
Hay una hendidura
en la palabra
hendidura,
un desgarro donde
cada palabra calla,
donde todo callar crea;
es lo que en el decir es aliento
no de sonido,
es donde en cada palabra
nos escuchamos revelados.
Hugo Mujica
Reading Margaret Atwood today, but first, some movement. I just happened to open the book to this stunning piece. Stay inspired, my friends. Poems are such good friends. 💜🕊️
February is going to be huge for me on @literotica. I finished "Rita Comes Full Circle" and will submit it for the Pink Orchid contest. The 750-word challenge starts in Feb as well and I have three quick and dirty ones ready to go.
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