Always lovely for poets to dip their toes into #fragmentsfriday at the end of the week and create #poetry in 18 words or fewer. Here's my offering, with thanks to Matthew M C Smith Black Bough Poetry / Barddoniaeth Y Gangen Ddu 🐙 #poetrycommunity #micropoetry #poetrylovers #octopus

#vss365 To my #magnanimous followers, thank you for your incredible generosity and big-hearted support. I apologize for not being here often. The selection for Haiku for Soulmates is taking a lot of time. Have a great Friday and I will leave you with this note. Poetry and

Filigreed secrets of a little bird hidden somewhere b/w overcast skies and downcast eyes Ur ear, her reluctant reliquary spill words in whispered gold in the warmth of an old summer love, Be an artist of an occident wind turn the bird into a pointillist of perfection #vss365

#vss365 When her tears crystallized to slips of bone, she knew she was crying for no one, not even herself. Only life, both rose and charlatan in one fumbled breath. From her brambled garden of colorless ache, she released her heart, its patchwork of wounds glinting like

"I'm afraid of straying while men break bread, scheming big wars." 'Morningfall' – published at The Book Bag: Poetic Voices on 1 March. My thanks to Paul Short for the feature and the honour of this poem being nominated for the Forward Prizes🙏 paulwritespoems.com/category/the-b…

Your wonderful #vss365 posts grace my timeline like the finest jewelry. The genius you show takes my breath away. I can't wait to see how you dazzle me with the March 8 #prompt, #spellbound.

Parts of Us Gardening Our Way Through the Dark Wonder a silent guardian for us in our land of Light Sister of Hope, Trust, and Desire she keeps us sane Love, an ancient perennial weeds all of our gardens Holding us here under this dark and velvet realm. Sadness, the rain of

Sunrise gathered Whiskered courage threads the dawn Gesture lifts the sky, #spellbound Neither assent nor consent She holds strength in quiet palms Trust the warm you can’t yet feel. She steps, dreams rise Hope treads paths now open wide Roads bloom for all. #vss365 #FoxProse

#vss365 #FoxProse Fox Prose Enchanted love swings from treetop verses, for #spellbound is just a prelude to magic...a gentle force of twilight descending like moonlight. Watch as it casts a spell, from unexpected words that captivates moments of anticipation in a reverie of

#vss365 #spellbound Dear Friends Sharing an old article written by me for Huffpost. It feels more than ever relevant, so posting it. What better day than today 😀 to do so! Happy Women's Day to all!💖 Frankly, 'you' leave me spellbound! Why Women Need to Be Heard More |

#vss365 Moonstruck I am #spellbound by your charm Enchanted by the magic in your eyes Your love has me wrapped in its warm arms My heart soars like a bird in the skies for in this love a true philosophy lies That lifes greatest surprise is a love in disguise

I’m Spellbound by a hamlet, affluent by its tradition where “less is more” where sunlight filtered through leaves refuses to hurry where cries of laughter carry earthy beauty to the senses where they still soak in the soil for sweet musings where world’s just a blur #vss365

#spellbound in silence a thousand stars trace old paths though none will lead home #vss365 #haiku

"Self-study is not my discipline—except when she stirs soup counter-clockwise" — Vikki C., 'P.S. I PRACTISED THE ÉTUDE TODAY' from Through The Looking Glass: An International Portraiture of Mothers (Ballerini Book Press) Happy #InternationalWomensDay2026 💐 #poetrycommunity

How imagination can interpret quiet is the subject of this piece for #smallpoemsunday Huge thanks to Tom Snarsky #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers

a field held spellbound one firefly writing its light the dark watching close ✨🖤✨ #vss365 #spellbound #haiku

A line from The Constant, a poetry collection about memory, love, and the quiet forces that shape who we become.

I hear soft words In my heart A whisper, a calling #WriteMap 🍃

#vss365 #spellbound Enraptured by Your Luminous Mind I fell into your mind one day no one noticed I was gone Every story touched me as I’ll never find who I once was Spellbound we write as today defines who we'll become Like a brush on canvas that creates us inspiring words.