💬 "Ancient and veteran trees aren't simply trees... they're metropolises of life." - David Oakes ⚠️ Most #AncientTrees have no real legal protection in the UK. 🌳 Help us protect our #LivingLegends, for people and wildlife. 👉 Sign the petition: bit.ly/3Z9KruX

Welcome back to Saturday, a sleepy Saturday for me, and time for our next #LandmarksVSS #prompt... #twinter - two-year old cow, ox, horse or sheep (northern England, Scotland) Enjoy your week, your words, your light, and a song of birds

Someone in the waiting room pokes your stomach, fingers smeared with cake. Look, I’m old, she says, sick of hearing the ocean in a blood pressure machine. You do it. She gives you her wrist, skinny as a twinter. Very close to your ear. Shaking like the sea #vss365 #LandmarksVSS

My #legacy to you will be the cake unbaked the flower unpressed the card unmade to mark your name day. Because you see there is no bridge across this silence, that will not just fall into the abyss again. #vss365

The #twinter #ambles up to the shieling, ignoring the First Farmer's encouraging cries. Cattle have their own minds, and if they want to look at toadflax or count the ash trees — one, some, many — then sweet pasture must wait. #LandmarksVss #vss365

The 3rd instalment of the Unnerving Crime line: BIG WINNER by Eddie Generous. A destitute couple risking it all. A rattlesnake. A spree killer. A deadly showdown. #Crime #Book buff.ly/45OD3Vg

broken teacup— your words carried away through the open window #senryu

Awareness clawed at her neck like a drenched kitten. He was back. Through all the rumbling conversations, she could still hear his voice. Taste his damned air. Had she longed for this day? Dreaded it? Feared it? She turned. His eyes met hers. Oh, she had ached for it.#BraveWrite

I've been the lone occupant in the gym of my new apartments whenever I've gone in, and can I tell you how ECSTATIC its solitary zombie fly (so named because it apparently neither dies nor reproduces) is to see my sweaty ass every time?😆😆

nebula shatters, amethyst #3wordspoet

There's no moving on from grief, only learning to move with grief. Take a step when you have the strength, and rest when you don't.🖤🖤🖤Four months might as well be yesterday. No-one's clock or calendar matters but yours.

Idle Hands is a haunting examination of grief, resilience, and what we’d give to spend another moment with the ones we love, narrated by the Devil you don't know. Meet her at the crossroads & take a second chance from her hand - if you dare. #IdleHands #domesticabuse

A crooked man leans on a crooked stile to watch a twinter cavort a while. He catches a snowflake on his callused palm & drinks the sky from his hand. Through gray clouds flies a gray swan with a crooked wing. The crooked man smiles a crooked smile to hear her sing. #LandmarksVss

He watches her rise from #abysmal depths, black slime in her hair & leeches clinging to her rotten skin. Her fingers claw at mangrove roots. He clenches his fists to keep from helping, but when she raises her face to the moon, he pours kisses like stars on her muddy face. #vss365

Suburbia Old man outside the laundromat I will not catch your eye But watch instead the birds in flight Though as i shuffle by I feel your sense of calm defeat So silently you lean As if you somehow realize I, too, have been unseen. TopTweetTuesday Vikki C.

bare orchid stalk bumblebee veers away seeking sweeter air #vssnature #haiku

I worry my split lip with my tongue. It's getting more dangerous, I know. Harder & harder for him to resist drawing blood. Harder & harder for me to resist begging him to. Am I excited by fear,or just afraid because I'm so excited? I taste blood & flush, hot & ready.#horrorprompt

knock on my ribcage your heart trapped with no windows visitor made hostage #haikuhorrorprompt #vsshorror prompt: #visitor

I think it's my bedtime. I wish you joy and surprises this week, unexpected beauty and pain that takes your breath away so you can lend it to someone else. Be sweet, be strong, and take no shit. I hope to see you all next Monday!

break my bones make wine of my marrow I am drunk on pain