between
the nothings
and
the somethings,
I watched you become
a season of your own.
you built walls;
I built roads
through unnamed skies.
my love,
collecting fragments of light,
so one day
I could place them at your feet
and call it
#evermore.
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Tempest tides at dusk
call’the distant travellers
the moon’s wailing in shades of fury
a ravens deadfall at midnight for the lost souls
whirlpools of why remain silent in the maze of life
Sky pronounces
“burn or bury”
karma’ll hunt u down for
the clock never forgets
#vss365
between
the nothings
and
the somethings,
I watched you become
a season of your own.
you built walls;
I built roads
through unnamed skies.
my love,
collecting fragments of light,
so one day
I could place them at your feet
and call it
#evermore.
#vss365#poetrycommunity
@FoxProse A place where chance encounters are not accidents, and distance turns out to be another way of finding someone.
Let's discover together. I'm preparing the outline. ✨ 😊
@FoxProse
He glanced toward the entrance.
No one seemed to be returning for the book on the table.
The cover was worn at the edges, as though it had traveled often.
On the front,
embossed in fading gold letters, were the words:
Hands Guiding Hands.
#FoxProse
#vss365#crevasse#FoxProse@FoxProse
the cinnamon-dusted air
as dusk with violet petals
opens in taffeta shades
in the crevasse between night and day
a late bird streaks home
a star buds
in the dark olive stillness
leaving coded messages
but in me a gentle agitation
all I can think of
is—
I wish I could send this evening to you
#poetrycommunity
#writingcommunity
#vss365
We writers & poets wander & wonder
Daring to #immerse
Into our minds
To create
For all to see
& for all to be
We are light and dark
Stars and blackholes
Side by side
Choice be fated
Choice be desired
We create and we slay
The real dwellers of pretend & ponder
#vss365#immerse
floating atop moonbeams
I drift into city of love
immersed in
luminous longings
nameless but
oh so full of soft fire—
rose-embers
in my cave-heart
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In the brook of life
I was tethered to the
soliloquies of a boulder
whose nights were reluctant and days rowed backwards
I immersed myself in the color of his melancholy,
but my flooding love did not budge the jagged stone,
Yet I kept flowing w/ no alchemy
#vss365
grown in the perfect
world
we #misfits
carry on
with love
at our side
in us
it dwells
carrying us beyond
the irregular time
beyond the noise
that tried to name us
beyond the lonely hours
we wore like weather
until even the stars
forget where they end
and we begin ✨
#vss365
love!
I crave
but
then
I curl,
I gather
with my coal-ed
eyes tightly shut
under your gaze
do,
moonbeams turn
ravens into doves
world looks softly at.?
#vss365