Congrats on getting a j*b.
Hope it's #bearable

The #rein tugged on the #past at the #butte of #chance and #power. I know you’re #exhausted but stop #flinching at the #arbitrary #doorway because the #article #wrapper is #bearable and the #style #potential is great. Step through, overcome, be yourself, and write.
#vss365
All 14 😉
#writingcommunity

I Can Take It

Bearable:
Easing
Actual
Reality,
Allowing
Beautiful
Lingering
Experiences.

#tHartigan
#vss365 #bearable

I Can Take It

Bearable:
Easing
Actual
Reality,
Allowing
Beautiful
Lingering
Experiences.

#tHartigan
#vss365 #bearable

Inside, I side-eye cold diesel stove. Is it time to light the fire? We have been at a stand off, though the oil heater certainly isn't aware of any such conflict.
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#Exhausted, I retreat with green tea steeped in an inherited cup. Kind luxuries make scarcity #bearable in comfortable #style.

#vss365

The pain was #bearable. Having never run a marathon before - or any distance greater than a few miles - he was unsure if the pain was “good” or “bad”. In the distance was the marker for mile three. On the side of the road, a spectator was yelling “you’re almost there” to everyone passing. #vss365

There is #potenial in the words that fall from my fingers

The act of loosening them from my grip makes their existence

#bearable
#exhausted

The spilling of blood for others to lap, smear, avoid

A #wrapper of ink and paper offer no protection

#vss365

I never asked proof
Of your imagination
Before you mentioned
Your belief
In a sentenced
Imaginary adjustment.

I was counting stars
In the night sky
From the next galaxy over
And wondering

If Andromeda’s potential
Was bearable
To you
In your present
Awareness.

#vss365 #poetry #bearable #potential

#vss365 #potential #wrapper #bearable

Hatred, now more than bearable,
It gets a half-mast flag.
Good leaders fall unto their knees,
While bigots boast and brag.

#poetry
#prompt
#bearable
#micropoetry
#emotery

what does it mean to be bearable
what kind of stoic standard
do we live by
if it leaves me exhausted
did I bear up,
at what cost if
my energy is spent,
I survived
but it was unbearable
through, and through

#poetry
#prompt
#bearable
#exhausted

#vss365 #WritingCommunity

My garden needed weeding
So I took a trowel to start -
The back pain was just #bearable
But later..oh, my heart!
My wedding rings were missing
My late husband's and mine -
I sieved soil till #exhausted
Then found them in the green bin!

✍🏻
Écrire
Me libère
Cogiter
Méditer
Me concentrer
M'apaise
Alors que l'emballage
Du pouvoir
Médiatique
Vicieux
Annonces
Des horreurs
À la limite
Du supportable
M'épuise
Je me concentre
Me connecte
À ma béatitude

ML 🧩

#MesÉcrits ⚔️

#Bearable
#Wrapper
#Power

#Vss365

Instead of #bearable, I chose the form #bear and #burden
Completing yesterday's challenge of #vss365 #bearable

Continuing my series of epic (literary) style of #poetry

Nothing feels bearable anymore,
not even tolerable
I wouldn’t even say survivable.
What will life be like
on the other side
of this life we’ve created?
At this point I’m looking
for a place without guns,
where children are safe,
where nature remains
and all are in harmony.

#vss365 #poetry #bearable

I dragged a muse backward through the keyhole of sleep, tail twitching, until words cascaded like fish from a split sky. They gasped on the floor, begging to be rearranged into something less vulnerable. But my pen is no bludgeon and I offered no relief. Look upon this #bearable mess.

#vss

What’s not #bearable
Is this feeling of stasis
Though time churns
And the winds come
And the sun and moon
Pass each other
Shadows barely touching
While the days
Blush and wither
With the seasons
Yet the same
Cannot be said
For these legs
Walking in place
Fixed within illusion
Going nowhere.
#vss365

I need to get out of this chair.
It's late and time for bed.
I need to use the bathroom.
It's too warm.
But there's a sleeping cat on my lap.

I guess it's #bearable.

#vss365

After my first sparring match, Kaya met me at the exit.
“Are you OK, Montor?”

I licked my lips and rubbed my chin.
“It's #bearable.”

“I was worried for a moment, but you are already a skilled fighter. I can not imagine what you will be like when you are fully grown.”

#vss365

Only your messenger words
make this #bearable
my wings clipped
grounded
half a world away.
I claw at the strain,
the fear
in your voice
that you try to mask
--but it's you--
as the world you know
crumbles.

Stay safe tonight, my friend
and all those living in fear and conflict ❤️
#vss365

Sleeping with stones 'neath the tent. Dropping to 50F overnight. Rain came through my open windows at 3:15 am. But it was more than #bearable knowing I had all the right company the following day: family, nature, wild horses, wilder deer...
#vss365

#vss365
Hershey bar on dash
Crawdaddy-red Datsun
picking up speed
picking up boys
We hold on—

Baby oil tan
Wind tangled hair
FM #power ballads
AC busted, gas tank low
We hold on—

melted chocolate
torn #wrappers
fingers sticky
Lip Smacker kisses
We hold on—

nothing is #bearable
when summer's gone.

This life ain’t happy
#bearable just not special
but beautiful still

#vss365 #haiku

Interview excerpt with Penelope Clementine Penumbra of pan-galactic punks Peach Schnapps & the Poltergeists:
PCP: Well, Peach's ego beggars belief. Kurt is a moody af and fights with Peach nonstop. Skiff's hygiene is abysmal...
So, what makes it all #bearable?
PCP: The music man, the music.

#Vss365

The hope arrives-- crisp as the fall lakefront air.  It wears brusied blues + hues.  We open the door for it, this ghost.  We seat it on the couch,  offer it an Old Style beer. It speaks in a known language-- a bearable mantra of anew--of "this year!"  Hope takes the field + fumbles. We watch it fall,  during each fall,  all fall all again. The final whistle helps  Hope gathers its things-- leaving the static of the long, blue shadow of January-- patient, foolish heart that will, without question, answer the door  when it returns.

Here is today's poem called "Lincoln's Lakeside" It's okay #Bearfans #bears #chicago #fan #poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #bearable

Anticipation;
what makes the wait bearable?
Perhaps “No more sleeps!”?

#vss365
#bearable
#haiku

Do you ever get tired
of being told you’re strong
she asked
turning the knife in her hand
to point at her reflection

Why can’t they see
the tightrope that you’re walking
between what is bearable
and the abyss
that waits for you to slip

#vss365 #bearable #poetry

#vss365 #bearable

Something,
SOMETHING happens.
Is it one specific thing?
Mind breaks
Living
Becomes unbearable
A beautiful soul leaves
Never ending
mourning begins

#SuicidePreventionMonth
#MentalHealth
#YouMatter
#Stay

In the depths of what we see
the #bearable offspring is what we see
I an no oracle
i am only the reflection
I clench my fist to the barbarians
and ask shall i see
my grandchild live in
a world full of leaders seeking unfulfilled disgrace
#vss365

#vss365
The water smashes down,
with cold and endless roar.
It beats against the stone,
and asks for more and more.
The shock of it is never gone,
just weights and spray.
A life made #bearable,
by weathering the day.
But in the constant wet stain,
a soft and stubborn moss
finds life inside the pain.