At sixteen,
my grandmother pressed a ring
into my palm—
#jade,
a promise I didn’t yet understand.
I kept it close,
fed it years of hope.
Now,
beside you,
it glows—
no longer a wish,
but a mirror,
teaching me to honor myself
through loving you.
#vss365 #poetry
#bskypoets
#writingcommunity
A loud howl rings out. A shadow shifts.
Fierce shapes shoot swiftly through the trees.
Branches of ice brush shuddering fingers over the nape of her neck.
Shoulders tense.
The forests oppression intensifies.
Marie doesn’t want to be here and the wolves smell blood. #vss365
Ballerinas in embrace
#vss365 #poetry #surrealism
I single you out
tread lightly, fool the moon
make shadows my bosom friend
And you, a fever for the #wolves
a constant dream, blood-soaked
passion, a boiling sea of opium
I tread lightly
single you out, kiss the moon
sink into the belly of your skin
climbed vines tine time
explanations had we all grown up in Love
as dictionaries with pronunciation gazetteers
languid thunder bells
quiet, strange factory steeps, a blithe tea
Spring sky nights weep
one by one, two by two each
a perplexing algorithm
an odd paired sock, a fitted woo #emoetry
The stock market and the DOW mean nothing to hungry children and stressful working-class families just trying to make ends meet.
The "Epstein Cabinet" has destroyed any faith Americans may have had in their government.
Bob decides to eat healthy, so Nora serves him a bowl of spinach he already dislikes. He pokes at it trying to be polite until she adds lemon and his face drops. He pushes the plate away with a firm shake of his head. He wants lasagne, hungry like a pack of #wolves.
#vss365
Every full moon the wolves arrive, not outside but under the skin. Teeth press outward, ribs loosening around them. By morning the body is quiet again, only the appetite remains, patient yet sharper and unsatisfied.
#vss365 #wolves
"Anansi, companion of my childhood, your stories delighted me so much. Tales of your #trickery made you the only spider I'm not afraid of."
"Are you sure? I seem to recall you reading Charlotte's Web."
"Can't trick the tricker, can I? Alright, maybe ONE other spider."
#vss365
oh, my darling
hold this song
for me awhile
hold it the way
the sky holds
its birds
the way
the birds hold
their feathers
hold this music
the way feathers
hold the wind
the way
you would hold me
if you only could
#poetry
Traveling with Sun Wu Kong is tedious. Everyone wants to pet the monkey, and you never know how they'll react to him talking.
They haven't noticed the "horse" beyond its beauty, or the jade tinge to its pelt. The guise of a #jade dragon, mount of a king.
#vss365
#Jaded glimmer
Outstanding eyes
Elegance and beauty
From time to time
#vss365
#Bravewrite
What a #trickery ? A rabies dog wagged its tail ridiculously and on seeing an advocate ! Why whats wrong asked barber ? It wants to mate,what ? Yes,the local wizards helped the dog mate with the politician,wizards, dave,a physician and now his passion grows even stronger for the advocate.
#vss365
how long must we suffer
at our own hands
hammer to nail
when will we think
of never suffering
until we're hurled
into a splat of what luck
and exquisite prayer
says about those
chances taken
immutable blue sky
you didn't feel to know
there is magic
even in the most
broken of us #vss365
Aphrodite or Venus with rosy gold hair riding a white swan with doves and roses around.
The April 17, 2026 mythology-inspired #vss365 #prompt: #seafoam!
In reference to the birth of the Greek goddess of love, beauty, pleasure, and fertility, Aphrodite.🦢
Friday is associated with her, and with other goddesses associated with her. A day of love and beauty!
I wrote your name
in the sky with care
it whispered back
on the gushing wind.
I traced it deep
in the folded sands,
where #seafoam waves
erased it gently,
leaving behind a seashell.
That shell breathes your name,
soft endless echoes
like the ocean’s sigh.
~rev
#vss365
Oh the unsavoury scenes!
Wearing only his jeans
All that seafoam and splashing
And the waves were a crashing
He shouldn't have played submarines
#vss365 #seafoam #WritingCommunity
I tried to hold steady
and weather the storm
I tried be there
even when you were not
I tap-tapped
to keep my presence
gentle
but there was no
amount of soft
that could prevent
the fall of your hammer
how many times
have I covered my head
as you rained blows down
upon my fragile heart?
#vss365
Glowing #Seafoams
Carry messages immense
Sea a food truck for the
Entire world for ages and ages
#vss365
#Bravewrite
Mist curls through the air
Ancient leaves begin to stir
Earth meets the morning
#ও☉❢☉✑
#poetry
#writing
#micropoetry
#blueskywriters
#writingcommunity
#haiku
sibilant air
voices whispering in me
i don’t answer
#FreeVerse #Poetry #Micropoetry #JustWrite #WritingCommunity #BlueskyPoets #InnerConflict
foul mouthing the remains of an afternoon
udder string theorizing
cane fear rising as a causative anti laxative
knocked to stuff, breathing isn't enough
tearing what when we want to ripple
hat to slipper nipple what cripples imagination
apathy not wanting to break down walls
to raze ignorance
Digital painting of a sunflower with its golden yellow petals still folded in upon themselves and surrounded by spiky green leaves. The background is black which causes the green and yellow colors to pop.
Sunflowers are certainly spectacular in bloom but I like this stage when they are just starting to unfold too
#DrawAFlowerADay
I gripped summer
hard, fierce, not so fierce
for even my hold is soft
monsoon has made a promise
I look forward to when able
not a drizzle but downpour
sometimes soft needs
unfiltered and real-raw
to bleed in time with
#poetry
Abandoned puzzle
Pieces scattered
All over the floor
After boredom set in
A play with letters
Instead of cards
A play for fools
Toying with words
What’s there not to like
On a rainy afternoon
When there’s nothing else
Left to play with
#Vss365 #BraveWrite #poem #poetry
If you think
That the psychotic
Heritage Foundation
and its adherents
have walked away
from their plans
to subjugate Americans
underneath their JackBoots?
Boy, are you going to be surprised
when you end up
in one of those
Concentration Camps
they have already built
For The Rest Of Us.
Of all the letters I've received in my lifetime the one I treasure most is actually a note written on a scrap of paper.
Left on my desk so I'd find it.
"I left, thinking of you with love."
#vss365 #letters
Dogwood blossoms at night, from outside my window. #spring
