In darkness In its arms I'm encased Held tight Warm Snug Asleep Awake in dream I'm seen As their grace Bringing good Where there's bad Bringing stars To dragon hearts Love to all I've been told One day I'll bring change Peace as none before But For now They say I am their war

Born on the edge of dawn and dusk Between the worlds of hope and doubt Souls that teeter on boundaries blurred On the cusp of what has been and what will be A soul poised on the brink of might Treading the line between lost and found Born on the edge while the universe waits

Dance of the Witch (The Night of Ivan Kupala) Isaac Levitan (From the journal "Moscow", 1882, issue no. 25, page 202)

Tiniest beetle Named Omnibombulator Big consolation #haiku #vss365 Omnibombultor A superb childrens novel by Dick King Smith

"Mom!" I hear the cry of my little girl. "What's happened?" She points at a flying #beetle. I smile. She is afraid of cockroaches, too. She is still too young to realize that humans are more fearsome than innocent insects. #vss365

a walk after rain spiders webs wear silver pearls golden elms glisten #Haiku #Autumn #Naturephotography

You know, my dear, curiosity… it’s a dangerous friend and a cruel teacher. It smiles at you, warm and inviting, but don’t be fooled... never be fooled... because its lessons bite. The deeper you wonder, the more you invite both delight and ruin. 1/2

What if you could reach the stars Falling from the night To find your soul in endless flight Perhaps the stars are not so far away after all For in your heart is where the universe lies

The middle of summer was always the stickiest. When watermelon and mango left saccharine stains in the air. No-one went outside unless they truly needed to, except the neighborhood boys who loved #beetle hunting. In their wide-brim straw hats. Bravely barefooted. #vss365

a soft ache begins in my heart humming, growing a wistful undertone of knowing there's no understanding the truth of my heart is strong but that doesn't feel like enough in the face of what your pain is demanding I love you dearly even in your deflection protection— I know

The night gave off a #deluxe perfume lights were low music was seducing your voice had an #undertone of lust an #unearthly scenery seemed to be set up just for you and me And i was thinking if i would #beetle off i could catch up all the lost years without love #vss365

In this quiet forgotten house Where echoes once did play An #unearthly feeling Of devotion stirs As memories fade away My poem cannot contain The love that once was here Stubborn I still linger like a flame Never quenched always near #vss365 📸 promothunt

Complicated Heart woven dreams Floating With clouds, Tinged salmon-pink, As sun falls fast And within Her Wings Ablaze Flames fanned By fearful hopes Grappling With and against Outward Hates Where she envisages Herself Landing On her feet Running

i met u between two silences, where even time forgot to move. the stars leaned closer, listening to something only we could hear. ur calm felt infinite, your love…. a quiet gravity. #unearthly, soft, and real enough to make the universe pause…. #vss365 #Unearthly

SIXTY WAYS TO BE WRONG My father’s watch ticked louder when he was angry. He said time was discipline. I believed him, and counted to sixty whenever I was wrong. He loved clocks because they never asked why. When he died, the house seemed filled with paused machinery.

She isn’t lost she’s simply beyond, a dream unfinished, a soul unbound And I, in her chaos found my peace, a love that ruins and makes me complete! #She ❤️

enchanted, i am by the streak of crimson that runs f/her insatiable mouth the obsidian of her eyes death quivers, setting sun a pointed heel placed on the throat & the gurgling cry her #unearthly tenderness unbridled tease, indeed my cherished I am enchanted by thee #vss365

#vss365 #FoxProse Fox Prose #fairytalepoets #loveletters 💌 Under parallel skies the #unearthly night was an obsidian mirage of twisted flickering across the threshold of macabre dreaming. Seeping out from Midnight, crawling on smooth curves of new sensations, screaming

I was just accosted by a gang of hoodlum ducks for my loaf of bread 🦆🤣🦆 #Birds #Thursdayvibes #NaturePhotography