From above The castle lay As though a sword In shape For the gods To see And tremble upon But what of the King His Queen And children His loyal people What of them Who dwelt Within the stronghold What of their not knowing That this time of peace Was about To end

February.. through bare branches a white sun in a grey sky…

#vss365 Oh tarnished Silver threads of heart ‘s melancholy Delicate knots Yet To be undone Fingers fumble Timeless efforts Tiniest links Yet to breathe Dark blush Removed Smoothed with care Shining with Sun glow of dawn

late afternoon light and shadow falling on the summer wildflowers he gathered to spread on her doorstep #tanka #TankaThursday #romance

the café dressed in flowers for Open Days~

Les nuits endormies Sur la vitrine blafarde Du café d'en bas Le reflet d'une saison Fissure le son du givre Bonjour ☕️ belle fin de semaine

Movement You are An ocean Ill at ease A storm Yet calm To be Across My brow A frown Swept away Simply By your Lips Kissing mine

Black swan vanishes into dark layered lacuna Pale shadow of ghost pain Lambent mist of blood seeping from the soul of forever Ache touches bones as I slowly slip away #vss365 #13of14prompts #DidNotJotOneDown #poetry Art: Ignartonosbg

the surge of words the tempest of the verb the radiance of utterance all pointing toward another realm a fissure in the real the #lacuna that language reveals and conceals intangible sovereign still it exalts us or devastates us consumes us or sets us free #vss365 #poetry

#lacuna of rain wide riverbed turns to dust underground #refrain #vss365 #haikuchallenge #haiku 📸 from Pinterest

✥ words that only know your name your silence undoes my light your breathing in my sleepless skin To speak with you alone, and let the world be only skin and breath between our hands, I offer words I barely understand, because they lean to you #TheSongThatRisesInMyBlood

chalkboard violins from nowhere dead arrives then the word turns to number eleven the meaning of you can never remember a shift in perception's choice #SciFiFri #poem #poetry

Le ciel immobile La tasse indocile tremble Dans la main des cieux Un de ces quatre matins L'écran figera le grain Bonjour ☕️ beau week-end

Again and again we know the landscape of love…among the flowers face to face with the sky~ R M Rilke

Idyllic shadows where pain can kiss a soul Pale ghosts that wound the reservoir of blood Touching aching bones that linger in this lambent crypt of mud Imbibing peace from the dark lacuna at the edge of eternity's flood #vss365 (all14) #ThanksDan

#FomOneLine #vss365 #FairyTalePoets The question repeated itself Echoing true love’s worth Wrapped up in reality Frolicking in divine Kissing acceptance Touching belong In love with you becoming Or is becoming the unravelling Of what was always there

valentine's day should I wear socks or go barefoot #senryu #ValentinesDay

#vss365 #kiss Whispers kiss, Embracing the rose, of time~ Dark to silver, in a scarlet bliss, Tender as a hearts..valentine, #poetry #valentines

̥୭ How my silence craves your name Your touch, my waiting earth Thirst beneath your eyes Thirst climbs my skin like rain about to fall, your name is heat the waiting earth can feel. The lilies part as I move through their breath, and bees confess.. #AHushThatBecomesThunder

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