When darkness swallows the daylight? you know he stepped up..
..awash in the duties of a nightshift wordsmith!
Poetry petals were spread around like that special night crept up!
During a dark moon or full moon we'll swoon with this!
#songtitleprompt, #FoxProse, #LoveLetters, #firewords280
Posts by Professor Fox ✨🖤🌹 - #vss365 Host March 16 - 31
Poetry's petals
Nature's stolen tenderness
Vibrant and lyrical
Never jaded by the noise of the outside world
#LoveLetters
#FoxProse
#UnchainedSymphonies
#vss365
Wow!!! How exciting!!!!
Some days… 🤣
Feel the heat on my cheeks
Licking my skin
Angling for more and
More,
Eating, tasting my phrasing,
Sampling my word bank
#aprilacrostic #foxprose #vss365 #poetry
Where does night end and morning begin? I wonder as the ink of my words translates to touch. The resonance when you taste my phrasing dissolves time and space. Our breath synchronises. With borrowed eyes, we see each other's world. With borrowed hands we inspire sensations despite the distance. Not that I was looking for a new adventure; or that it is taking away any of the mess that is my life. But perhaps, in the light of each other, what used to be crawling in the mud now becomes more of a glitzy stoating, as love is letting go of jugdement. For an instant, I look back, and what I see is beginning to make sense. Almost, as if it all has been fatidic for this Here, this Now. Is it always like this? My night is turning to day, as yours is turning deeper. Puce hues illuminate a seashell-shaped cloud. Memento mori, while hellebores make way for hortensia to leaf-out, not quite yet ready for their corymbs, mopheads, and pom-poms. No rainbows in the sky, but also no staying mum, as we explore each other's spectrums to fully see. No need for tales, as we are grounding ourselves into this reality. The journey goes inwards. That's where I find me. That's where I encounter you. And perhaps, that is the answer. © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree
#WritingCommunity #vss365 #BSPP52
@darkxfer.bsky.social
@ourpoetryx.bsky.social
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Where does night end and morning begin?
I wonder as the ink of my words translates to touch. The resonance when you taste my phrasing dissolves time and space. Our breath synchronises. With borrowed...
As you read
my #poetry
#tastemyphrasing
is it sweet
like honey
abrasive
like sandpaper
or rich
like caramel
dipped in
chocolate?
#foxprose #poetry #writing #writingcommunity
A butterfly lands on a finger.
Bees linger, pollenate flowers.
Forests whisper answers.
We deliver poisons.
Fortuitous sunblinks on oceans
exonerate pollution
hidden underwater.
We taste fear,
forget we're the monster.
Declare a god's there,
but take over.
Who controls the
stars?
#bravewrite
she seeks the simple
endless effortless movement
it doesnt matter who is on top
just the connection between them
a moment of pause where even
the heavenly bodies hold their breath
before the shattering nova
fa
ll
in
g
to pieces
forever and always
held tight
kissed soft
and loved
#FoxProse #W1PP
Foggy mizzle sinks like a sigh. Untenable clouds descending. Hedgehogs are moving out from under rusty wheelbarrows. Daffodils rise from the dirt, their heads turned towards the twitching darkness. Tragedy steps forth onto the proscenium, pointing out the losses. Amongst them the infirmary itself. What once was diverse is now diverted. The thought that keeps changing turns in storybook spirals until it has exhausted itself. She lets it, as she seeks the simple. Undisclosed heavens are pulling her forward. "What does eternity mean to you?" They ask her. "Nothing," she replies, "there is only now." She banks on this as she moves on. © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree
#WritingCommunity #vss365 #BSPP52
@darkxfer.bsky.social
@ourpoetryx.bsky.social
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Foggy mizzle sinks like a sigh. Untenable clouds descending. Hedgehogs are moving out from under rusty wheelbarrows. Daffodils rise from the dirt, their heads turned towards the twitching darkness.
Tragedy...
1/4
birthdays
forgotten
a sense of
impending doom
everlasting love
like a sigh
words linger
on the edge
of forgiveness
flowers
next to a tomb
a final resting place
unknown
I'll say goodbye
rest my eyes
for another day
#bedroomeyes
#foxprose
#pennedreveries
#thedailywritingprompt
SOME HEARTS CAN’T BE TRUSTED Foggy brain; Mizzled rain. She seeks the simple — Love Heart… blind. Blistered her. Only the lonely embrace tragedies, but want rainbows…. ~©Marcía Lynn Paul [2026]
SOME HEARTS
#tanka
#poetry
#prompt
#micropoetry
#poetrylovers
#vss365 blind
#blueskypoets
#writingprompt
#TankaThursday
#inkmine rainbow
#poetrycommunity
#emoetry blistered
#wildwalkprompt tragedy
#firewords280 foggy, mizzle
#foxprose she_seeks_the_simple
#moonmystic only_the_lonely [4/8/26]
A SINGLE PILLOW...
#poetry
#prompt
#foxprose ⤵️
#spokenword
#poetrylovers
#vss365 bank
#blueskypoets
#writingprompt
#WIPsnips stuff
#moonmystic ⤵️
#firewords280 ⤵️
#2wordprompt ⤵️
#bedroomeyes ⤵️
#poetrycommunity
#emoetry blistered
#OurPoetry moving_out
#inkmine mum, rainbow
#wildwalkprompt tragedy
FULL #PROMPT CREDIT: 👋🏾😊 + ❤️ ✍🏾
#vss365 bank [4/8/2026]
#firewords280 foggy, mizzle
#2wordprompt temporary, video
#foxprose she_seeks_the_simple
#bedroomeyes birthdays_forgotten
#moonmystic only_the_lonely [4/8/2026]
#poetry
#skypoets
#poetrylovers
#promptcombo
#poetrycommunity
#writingcommunity
Evening plans
Spin out in laughter
Tender caress
A stirring introduction to
Midnight’s dance
Slow under the stars
A contemplative mood
She seeks the simple
Holding
Swaying
Seduction bending will
Cold reason moving out
#loveletters @dearloveletters
#FoxProse @FoxProse
#OurPoetryX
Finding her soul
Guided beyond the stars
To the depths of the ocean
She seeks the simple life
Where dreams come true
And happily ever after exists
Leaving the silver dust of galaxies behind
She found the magic within herself
That constellations couldn't find
#Amatory
#FoxProse
oh, the agony of a grey soul someone who can see both sides an identity of indecision a lifetime of mediation it's agony, being in the middle depression and apathy take control and no one notices but you they only notice when you stop helping them and they don't care why
Stuck in the middle...
#WildWalkPrompt #emoetry #vssmagic #foxprose #poetry #writing #depression
A GOODBYE IN LONGHAND
#poetry
#prompt
#vss365 ⤵️
#Solseed ⤵️
#foxprose ⤵️
#spokenword
#emoetry fertile
#WIPsnips child
#moonmystic ⤵️
#bravewrite play
#firewords280 ⤵️
#2wordprompt ⤵️
#bedroomeyes ⤵️
#poetrycommunity
#dailyimageprompt ⤵️
#OurPoetryX birdsong
#AmpersandAfterDark ⤵️
#ThingsToWriteAbout fork
FULL #PROMPT CREDIT, PT 2: 👋🏾😊+❤️✍🏾
#bedroomeyes audacious_smiles
#moonmystic leave_me_bewitched
#Solseed vacation [or, unspeakable]
#foxprose nature's_stolen_tenderness
#AmpersandAfterDark a_face_that_doesn’t_answer_back
#poetrylovers
#promptcombo
#writingprompt
#poetrycommunity
#writingcommunity
audacious smiles
remembering
that time
stolen moments
within
hidden tapestries
ask me once,
maybe twice
to hold you
tenderly
inhale that kiss
a little slower
make time stop
fill the tank
the road is long
#bedroomeyes
#pennedreveries
#foxprose
Here he was doing what he does out there being a skeptic optimistic..
..person; but soon he's in enchanting endangerment.
So how's that working out? now in a buckled shelter.
The atmosphere? it's full of fathomless chaos / it's helter skelter!
#inkMine, #FoxProse, #firewords280, #WeirdMicro
They waited patiently
on the edge of a cliff
to take their turn
jumping into the abyss
The pilgrims believed
their unwavering faith
would offer protection
from the rocky elements below
as they leapt
into the enchanting endangerment
with all the other soon to be dead minions
#FoxProse #fromoneline
tinder ignited
by lightning
the slow touch of skin
whispers in the dark
hearts on fire
promises made
on kindling
the pause of dawn
winds whipping
through words
too tender to burn
#foxprose
#pennedreveries
An afternoon moon teases of the night
The sun goes down; a softening light
Colors of pink and purple fade into blues
The stars emerge in shimmering cues
A cosmic dance; a timeless sight
A breathtaking view; to all a goodnight
#FoxProse
Broken edges
Ragged/torn
Wearing thin
Lost/forlorn
Lift up my eyes
Desperation/hope
An afternoon moon teases
Almost beyond scope
Caught in thought
My hand unfurls
Fingers stretching
Between worlds
Watch them slowly
Flex/rotate
Wonder if they’ll
Destroy/create
#FoxProse @FoxProse
An afternoon moon
teases a glistening
stream,
splintering light
breaks
then joins,
inviting
a walk listening
to ripples
#foxprose #ourpoetryx #poetry