I unfasten the cloak you made by care without you here it's worn threadbare I draw a bath concern my sponge hot words watered take the plunge I towel off the who, what, why, demeanor's cool when passions dry #poetry

The Rose ~ I do not ask that the rose remembers me It is enough that I will not forget her #RoseWednesday art: Soul Of The Rose John William Waterhouse

He stays on #vigil Waiting for that last gasp Black & white rainbows Adorn his veil I feel How lonely he be But far from empathy I will never be ready To meet face to face Tho expectant I understand I wonder of the last face ever seen The final silence left behind #vss365

Side by side, our sacred vigil ~ we are sword sworn In the rings of our concentric prayers He is at the holy center of my soul #vss365 #FoxProse Image: Pinterest

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None of them had labels or so the naive believed But labels were marked in womb with birth, they sharpened In school labels whispered from polished shoes to hand-me-downs to neighborhood a child belonged Each label kept #vigil to separate one from another I and the other #vss365

Twisted limbs no fruitful tree no tender touch No leaf spared by Winter or by age Branches dark scars of ancient rage hold vigil They are kissed by the unforgiving sky #vss365 #vigil - PhotoNet

In a jungle town where the sun beats down to the rage of man and beast The English garb of the English sahib merely gets a bit more creased Noel Coward Mad Dogs and Englishmen 1955 youtu.be/KkEd3WgR8qw?si… via YouTube #BookologyThursday #TropicalDreams

No longer does the air #reek All have dried up, each tear Your memories no longer do I seek The sky is clear Like blossoming roses I sigh a peek As sharp as a thorn with no fear #vss365 #pic royalty free

It stinks, I tell ya #reeks to high heaven! Corruption is rife Seems nothing's worth savin'! The mob moved in Took everythin' over A carcass left rottin' We ain't livin' in clover Rats now swarmin' Good men are gone Either livin' elsewhere Or buried within stone! #vss365

mining some ink? spill it #prompts August 22, 2025 Weekend #Prompt - LOVE (any form of the word) sixword~tenword~tanka~haiku post with the hashtag: #inkMine

Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as Gods. Cats have never forgotten this. Anonymous #Caturday #Cats art: Marta Orlowska

sunlight smears snake between grey obstructing towers crammed with desperate lives measured in desperate hours manacles forged from the ice of warmth begrudged a grim estate all-conquering concrete heartless warden to the high-rise prison inmate #Satsplat photo: NYC Archives

#inkMine August 23, 2025 #haiku #Weekend #haiku #poetsoftwitter #poetrycommunity #WritersofTwitter #WritingCommunity Birds on a wire bluff August briefly hot, # love wire incoming blue fall.

Old man of moss creek With sunken eyes And an open mouth Wrapping #malformed roots Around a log Where he watches The sun go down Offering words Of guidance To impertinent Pixies and elves. #vss365

storms and thunder malformed night pulled further out of shape by the angst the tears of the hapless caught in a torrential downpour taught an unwanted lesson in preparedness everything can change in a moment at sea or in love I didn’t know I could drown so easily #vss365