A calico cat, Frida, laying on a patch of sun.
While It's Here
Don't name it.
Just let it sit beside you
like a cat in a patch of sun,
warm and ordinary,
already enough,
not asking you to keep it.
#poetry #vss364
#bskypoets
#vss364 #exalt
Ex-alts are the lost fossils of social media (I miss MySpace, forever in our hearts).
The sheer strength of the morning coffee was enough to surpass all my expectations.
The first sip of coffee left me fully awakened.
#mondaymotivation #mondaymood #coffee #poetry #poem #vss364 #surpass #thoughts #writer
The world seems to stand on a #corner.
A turn between war and peace.
The future is fragile, #porous.
We shouldnโt be #reckless with it.
Is our leaders #overworked?
It seems they are hungry for power
To be seen as mighty,
While all we see are weakness
#vss364
#vssmagic
#vssfantasy
#emoetry
I asked
my prof
what caused
#Saturn's rings
he hesitated
for a moment
then spoke
an icy moon
or comet
got too
close
and passed
what we call
the Roche limit
where Saturn's
immense gravity
ripped it apart
data from
NASA's Cassini
spacecraft...
I kept my eyes
open
but
I wasn't awake
zzzz
#vss364
Ling Hei's hand slipped down on her belt and her gaze slipped down as she said, "No. #Domestic life with me would be unfair." Her voice was not the chirp she normally had and Nie Gui bit a fingernail on his thumb. #vss364
The armoured figure was climbing back on its feet after the fall, showing the resiliency of the corrupt flesh. A man falling from the same heigth would be but a smear. Durante landed into a run and slammed into the #creature of dark like a ram. #vss364
Shout-out the atlantians if they ever existed and aren't a conspiracy theory #vss364
Reading Bones
A #Shaman shrillโ
#rancid beetle; graveyard gathers
spectral hands reach out.
#Moonlighting through rotted tombs
our dead whisper secrets.
#Prompters #PoetryPrompt
#vss364 #beetle
#haikufeels #rancid
#onelineoctober
#haiku4u #shaman #moonlighting
the best of us
lies in rainbow colors
bridges
not in prisons
not in how much we fill our pockets
while turning a blind eye
to the starvation of others
#vss364 #evil #writing #poem
In James Bond movies, villains always seem 2 like #grumpy
Persian cats on their laps, looking snobbishly funky,
while hatching plans for world dominationโจ
or ways 2 brutally kill Bond in their secret location.โจ
But I like ships, pirates, talking parrots & the well-dressed monkey.
#vss364 #Limerick
The rhino braggs to B a unicorn, a #mysticalโจ
beast! Hyenas laugh & lions huff, egotistical..โจ
Flattering fabulous lashes, & after she's rapidly blinked,โจ
the giraffe leers,"ร're just fat, Jabba. & btw extinct!โโจ
โI'm mystical AF,U checkered beanpole! Even anachronistical!"
#vss364 #Limerick
Butterflies flipping over tables,
I know these times,
If I subtract and add on things that
don't serve me in this life,
Bitch I ain't fractured , lined up
Like fractions,
Leave fast out of I'll jet bruh
(Algebra) , getting to some action.
ยฉAbpoetry2025
#poetry #vss364 #words #poet #lines #july
Recycling more #oldlyrics for the #vss364 #prism prompt.
Rainbow Rap.
*Written as part of a preschool graduation performance.
**yes, there are moonbows.
#WritingCommunity #halfbadpoetry
Though it took her years to see
She now laughs at the irony
Of runner up at the spelling B.
Oh Cockiness
her tragic flaw
A story for the ages
She got the word
#harmatia
But skipped studying
The h's.
#vss364 #WritingCommunity #halfbadpoetry
Some songs infiltrate your being the moment you hear them.
For me, it's
Simon & Garfunkel
The Boxer.
I saw them sing this in Central Park, 1981.
Magical.
#vss364 #boxer
youtu.be/KTm5BJs2Mj0?...
#vss364 After the lights of civilisation died and the skies cleared, we could finally appreciate the #starscape everywhere. We admired the meteor trails & winking out remnants of dying stars, huddled around the flames for warmth & shared memories of our lives before. A fragile hope was our lodestar.
โFirst dates are so awkward, arenโt they?โ
โTotally. Itโs hard to figure out #small details to see if weโre compatible.โ
โSo, let me ask you, if you could have dinner with someone, dead or alive, who would you choose?โ
โHmm. Lemme think. I think someone alive would be better.โ
#vss364
I try to remember
them all
my primary class
secondary school
but there is always
#someone
I miss
why is that
is it the odd ones
we forget
or is it deeper
I can see
my class
at primary school
clear
as anything
the girl
who sat behind me
with the white
cardigan
and the shiny
buttons
#vss364
arms stretched, walking blindly
one shaky foot
in front of the other
seeking clarity
through the fog
weโll get there, someday
be it clear skies
or a wrong step off a cliff
either way, the fog will end
#vss364 #clarity
Automaton
paint-by-number life.
In suspended animation
Hiraeth twisting the mechanical heart.
Eyes look up
time scalds like hot tar.
This obsolete human bot
Too far removed from the
home star.
#vss364 #hiraeth #poem #poetry #writingcommunity
Wonder if my tears grow weary
Falling down my cheeks
Only to dissolve back into me
To once again roll down my cheeks
#vss364 #dissolve
New room, new bed
New place to lay my head
A space thatโs mine, a place to be
The me Iโve been working on, trying to be
The #end of an era, final and done
But a battle continues, the fight isn't won
This solace is temporary, but at least I can rest
Knowing I am trying, doing what is best
#vss364
A poem presented on a floral graphic, the poem reads: Legs hooked over your shoulders Euphoria is your tongue Deft upon my clit Making me buck and squirm Grasping the sheets Pulling on your hair Your name a mantra From my gasping mouth With each delving sweep Even when rapture takes me A volatile tempest Your hands as the breakers You don't stop Until I've spilled my ambrosia.
"Involution of Madness"
Got my head again
In a spin
Found the spiders
Crawling about
I am a part of
All that is bad
Round and round again
On a merry-go-round
It's all for losers
If you have the pin
I am a part of
All that is mad
#vss364 #involution
Neurons rocket
through intersections
down emotional thoroughfares;
filling my skull.
Notions, ideas
counter-attacks
rounding corners
to disappear
into the murky
Subconscious.
#vss364 #thoroughfare #poetry #write
