writers + poets

[image] rose after rainfall one petal clings to your hair spring forgets the wind #vss365 #rose #uropoet

[image] the vile man always spoke ill he was not evil only sad with no language for what hurt everyone shouted back and he cried inwards #evil #vss365 #uropoet

[image] Autumnal silence spreads, pore to pore, an emptied room inside. After spring's amber, rust, terracotta, leaves rustle their own leaving, a plainsong of goodbye, each fall a note held, then let go. I am now autumn’s stillness, he is a sodden past… #vss365

[image] Where I was raised, a joke cost nothing and love cost everything, so we spent freely in the cheap coin and hoarded the dear one until it rotted unspent in most of us. Naming a man's fault was a village sport. Loving him plainly was not. I've spent my life in solitude.

[image] I found the songbird soliloquy carved into the lichgate this morning, a note for now in the wood grain. No chisel in this parish is fine enough for cuts like these. By evening the grain had shifted, as if it hadn't decided where the next note goes. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] Innocent heart could not keep pace with #adroit love, fell into the chasm love had dug, hit rock bottom, and was shattered to smithereens. No foothold to climb back. Yet the broken heart smiled: love had failed, but hope stayed. #vss365

[image] Seek a witch’s favour, let her whisper a spell into my being, and make me rich not in gold,but in the currency of your love. Let the #bequest be endless, a love that outlives seasons, a harmony that survives silence, two souls bound beyond the end of time. #foxprose #vss365

[image] M ornings began to lean towards you O ur silences slowly learned movement M iles lost their meaning between us E ven distance tilted closer N othing remained where it was T wo hearts altered their course U ntil love gathered M otion into us #nonet #Acrostic #vss365 #momentum

[image] World does not earn such grace, yet tonight a blue moon climbs, indifferent to time or place, untouched by all our lesser crimes. I ask no pardon, none at all, only that this light remain, a peace too old to ever fall, too honest to fully explain. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[text] My son once said the scarlet moon meant something bad was coming. I told him it just meant dust in the air, nothing more. He didn't believe me. Neither did I. It sounded proper at the time. To give a child peace. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] The winter solstice finds me here, with little left to rearrange. The year grows old, then turns somewhere, and slowly, shyly, change. No promise waits beyond the night, no miracle is owed to me. Just one more morning gaining light and room for what I yet may be. @bionicanadian

[image] It wasn’t a picture-perfect romance, never made the #posters of the fairytale we swore we’d live. Our love kept its scars, and its shadows, carried divinity too, but isn’t that life, joy stitched into woe? They, here, are you and me, and this, our unfinished story. #vss365

[image] The starlings arrived before the light changed. One thought, shared by thousands of harbingers of twilight, turning above the valley until the sky forgot its colour. No one told the sheep. The grammar of the afternoon had shifted. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[text] Eyes, A short story, half written, behind those irises. A windowless prose where dark brown orbs become simile of emptiness. Quiet side of day, they wore endless night with a lid of eyelids. Beneath them shelters the paused dreams, resonating silence of #evenfall #vss365

[image] lightning, thunder fade what remains, petrichor the smell of love after noise i wish it stayed #lightning #vss365 #love #uropoet 📷 from X

[image] I am a riot of furies, close enough to be normal, #remote enough to watch myself perform it. Nobody suspects the calm ones until the room's already burning and I'm still holding the match like it was always mine to carry. #vss365

[image] Wishes at moonlight come most clear to those the daylight hours worn- not grand, just less the weight of fear, just less than torn. No moon has ever known to give the wish the damaged bring at night- it shows them only how to live inside its light. #Amatory @Amatoryq

[image] We shared an #apprehension: love, with spirit of storm, and doubt hovering like nimbi. Breath and heartbeat, close enough to be one, but tomorrow’s fear crept between us. A vow for forever, was only ever the rainbow that made us smile through storms. #vss365

[image] Light one #matchbox candle and make a wish, they say, smiling, like the flame isn't already deciding which wish it's going to grant and which one it's going to burn for spite. Tic-tac-toe. Off you go. #vss365

[image] The curtain falls on grief's show where painted smiles hide woe, a bitter jest, a sweetened lie, maudlin vaudeville; so am I. Applause for sorrows dressed as art, a bow conceals a broken heart; The show goes on; none see the actor drowning quietly. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] How to stay wrapped in a vision you didn't choose? Stand still? Let it wind twice around the throat? Is this what you want me to become? Strained against my own choices? I am more than a choked animal adapting myself to you, Almighty. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] Those tomes, those #palimpsests, that era— forged time, forgiven past, forgotten pain. I have lived, done, kairos measuring moments crossed. #vss365

[image] I wear you across my heart; #jewellery pre-selected. Weighted by desire, patterned in a filigree #spellbound with feelings too heavy, I agree, for me. #vss365

[image] Coast held still while I forgot what stillness felt, underfoot, no wave to fight, no storm or knot, just ground that asked for nothing but my weight, my weariness and my name, took them in without a price, no rescue owed, no debt to claim, land that never asked me twice. #vss365

[image] Welcome to the #Amatory prompt. Taste your desires and find your pen 21Jun Standing still Golden sun Longest day 📷 Unknown Let your imagination be free You don't need to use the words/image Tag @Amatoryq #Amatory We love to see your creativity

[image] The dusk grows soft where moonlight starts, a hush that lets the sky unfold, it gathers what the day imparts, and keeps what light cannot hold. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] The sea forgets no name it drowned, it turns and turns without a shore, a wave, a voice, no sure sound, that seeks the land it lost before. Someone walks beneath its foam, not fish, not wreck, but memory's tide, it will not rest, it has no home, until the debt of depth subsides.

[image] Welcome to the #Amatory prompt. Taste your desires and find your pen 18Sept Learn from the nightshades Planting seeds Inhale the spice 📷 Unknown Let your imagination be free You don't need to use the words/image Tag @Amatoryq #Amatory We love to see your creativity

[image] Grace fills these final hours of summer. It spends itself extravagantly, unhurried, without regret. Tomorrow draws its precise line between light and dark. Tonight owes symmetry to nothing yet. I'll stay outside longer, aware that gold would not return for another year.

[image] #inkMine #vss365 #Amatory #FoxProse #OurPoetryX #blatant #uropoet #love #life a daunting cheeky act to find the hidden pearl to taste the moments that rest at the edge of knowing a code to be broken as i glimpse into her shell imperfect blatant the air shifts and something

[image] She wore vintage glasses that held a whole summer in their lenses. Through them, the years fell away, and the world grew young again. I never asked what she saw in me. Perhaps I feared she'd see how old I'd grown, recognising the child I once was. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] let life love me the way i have loved it cultivating length from brief moments and tenderness from every emotion softness invites me to surrender hard days ask me to stand still #Amatory #uropoet

[image] The beautiful wound is the specific angle of light that catches the scar years later, in a room you thought was safe. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] Her face had graceful edges softened by years that had taken more than they gave. The lines at her eyes gathered like folds in old linen when she smiled. I wondered how much kindness a face could hold before the world began to mistake it for beauty. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] She's asleep, and I'm still awake, watching how still she gets when nothing's asking anything of her. That's the part I pulled back to see. Far enough to notice she's real. #Amatory @Amatoryq

[image] the old book after the rains carried my life story one alive one #carrion #vss365 #uropoet

[image] I have stood between cedar and oak for so long that I have taken on their properties. Aromatic with old grief. Immovable with the particular weight of a decision never made. #FoxProse @FoxProse

[video] every morning he swept the fallen leaves by evening the garden had corrected him #vss365 #uropoet #garden

[image] You kept a bottle of something dark in the cupboard for guests who'd come, dark spirits you never once poured for yourself, only for anyone else who happened through the door. I understand it less now that there's no one left to pour for. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] …. we became the finest #creation of God— do we deserve the post? we wage war, ruin the earth, erase the tacit gifts, forget humanity… still calling ourselves the finest? #vss365

[image] You told me once you would journey with me, and I did not yet understand that some people mean forever the way others mean tomorrow. I have followed you since on the strength of that one plain word. I'll never regret it. #FoxProse @FoxProse

[image] Our singular memory: a fracture of light that's been honeyed by youth, hazed by age. Edges dare to harden, a weighty anagnorisis lurks to shatter a life lived so long in love. But we're an #orbital wonder. Undelineated. Faith reframed in the thick dark as stars. #vss365

[image] Longing for stillness- a sweetened #ring dissolving into time well spent. #haiku #vss365

[image] a candle in the swamp where shadows know my name they rise slow, familiar mud clinging to memory i have worn them before but tonight this small flame does not bow it stays and that is how i do not sink #FoxProse #life #uropoet

[text] Welcome to #Storyin6 Use your creativity as your guide to pen your six-word story. Any tense, iteration, or spelling is fine 18Sept Sink Lean Find Let your power of six shine Tag @Sixwordsx #Storyin6 for rt. We love to see where your mind took you in SixWords

[image] Lamp stays lit past when it should, not out of fear, but a simple choice; nights insist on being stood through, wide awake, without a voice to call for rest that isn't earned, not yet, not while the mind still turns old accounts, debts unlearned, the quiet keeps its own returns.

[image] Darkness found asylum in a streak of light, it paused here to breathe, while life, #ashamed of its own aliveness. We sat in silence, in love, watching the contradiction, with our life scribbled in darkness with light. We smiled. That was the answer, we sought. #vss365

[image] I confessed beneath the apple branches above, telling her what I had hidden for years. She said nothing. A leaf fell between us. That small gesture felt kinder than forgiveness. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[text] I learned my silent expression from my own reflection. The one people make when they've already decided what I'm feeling before I say anything. #Amatory @Amatoryq

[image] #vss365 #headwind