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those enchanting whispers lighting my night always sound like you #my📸

The stones have their rules they have never broken The promises they made to the old gods Men torture out facts But the alphabet and syntax Is lost on them The rivers and seas sympathize And cradle the stones like wounded children Birds knit some distant memory In flight #poem

It rained, and I met you, again

reconciling the neuroplasticity of my authentic self... a moth skimming the high grass #tanka #MayTanka

The weather a cruel joke this is the new normal says the article well fuckin great we are still using the woodstove and heading toward June it is biblical this swirling darkness and rain, the cold. #excerpt

hallways lead to blue bedrooms or to the back of industrial kitchens where baffled chefs hold knives. the rain gently falls. #excerpt

They all fainted, the stars around the moon, when you kissed me under it, the very first time. They themselves, becoming lost in starlight #roomprompt #poetry

Her smile is celestial, her mind is far more.

Scent of lavender & chamomile carried on a whispering breeze drifting falling into restful sleep still as a sheltered linden tree silent as a winter snowflake sinking into a far-away sea I'm at peace as I find you here & I can't wake up from this dream #fairytalepoets #poetry

jdubqca.com/2021/05/05/jac… JACOB'S LADDER #poetry <May-2021>

The moon is my lantern you my guiding star I slip along an ivory path of upturned flowers luna-like, lacy & scattered. #5lines #micropoetry #poetry

spring lightning bluebird eggs begin to crack open #haiku

ascended master meditating on the cliff visitors welcome

I read the beautiful words that tell of terrible things. Then I walk with the memory of childhood for a while. And I wonder how all that innocence and compassion were undone.

a last leaf clings to the gnarled tree shrouded in swirling mist the declining mind robs her of memories #inkMine

As long as there are wildflowers left, an eternal summer shall live in my soul adapting and blooming in the most broken places. Photo by Preston Browning

hand in hand a softer touch of starlight dreams #haiku #HaikuSaturday

They had a shared vision for the future and for her, a Raison d'être; but for now, in the final days of the war they wander the desolate landscape hoping to avoid detection. #BraveWrite #Vss365² #WriteMap #satsplat #SciFiSat

there was a time.. when we were held together by pretty satin ribbons smooth against our skin moving along with us we were free to do what we wanted never getting tangled loving wild and free it was beautiful and so were we…

#NaTankaMo 31 May 2025 each heart will stop wealthy or poor an end comes what is life for we are here to help others shrouds have no pockets at all