writers + poets

[text] I hold you in my #arms, and listen to your breaths, one quiet rise at a time, until it echoes into mine. Between each breath a pause, a stillness, a soft surrender, where I loosen my grip and fall, into something like salvation. #vss365

[image] Welcome to the #Amatory prompt. Taste your desires and find your pen 27Aug Movement through grace Standing in the sun Silent expression 📷 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] Pulses of us beat an existence into shape. #Stellar gold awaits. #haiku #vss365

[text] The boat's called #Razor. Previous owner left three life jackets aboard and only two names carved into the hull rail. #vss365

[image] go with the flow riverbanks give in slowly a hillside loosens; life pauses me mid-sentence, and yet I do not waver #tanka #vss365 #waver #uropoet #life #MyPhoto

[text] Welcome to #Storyin6 Use your creativity as your guide to pen your six-word story. Any tense, iteration, or spelling is fine 21Aug Form Beneath Curious Let your power of six shine Tag @Sixwordsx #Storyin6 for rt. We love to see where your mind took you in SixWords

[image] Your hair used to catch the lamplight, shimmering gold. The way memories catch light long after the person carrying them has grown quiet in every other way. That gentleness has never come back. The light remained. The gold in it did not. #OurPoetryX @OurPoetryX

[image] catnip sleep, your weight settles without asking my lips find yours as if they remember you shift, half-awake, a kiss, and the room lets go #vss365 #cats #love #uropoet 📷 from X

[image] I was stuck on the wrong day for longer than I care to admit. The ordinary Tuesday before you were gone, when nothing had happened and I did not know enough to pay attention. Everything after was divided by that day. I was not even looking. @FromOneLine #FromOneLine No.422

[image] we partake in life glass kept in careful pockets it still finds the skin #haiku #partake #uropoet #life #vss365

[image] Autumn is the only season that dares to be red-tinged and honest at once, refusing spring's gentler lies. I have come to believe that anything willing to leave this beautifully deserves to be forgiven for leaving at all. #OurPoetryX @OurPoetryX

[image] beyond the smile, threaded in secrets lean in with time, between the moments something gives not all at once, just slowly like molten honey flowing #FoxProse #Amatory #uropoet #love #life 📸 from X

[image] The storm within me bears your name, elemental electricity, cold and claimed, it strikes the marrow, peels the skin, and leaves no warmth where it has been. #FoxProse @FoxProse

[image] The tempest sky broke open without rain, and the wind swept every chimney clean. By morning, the streets were covered in feathers. There were thousands of them, all warm, all grey. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] I mend nets by touch. The eyes go first with this work, before the hands do, so you learn to read a line with your fingers instead. A good line runs smooth and even. A frayed one catches, snags at the pad of your thumb like a splinter that never quite goes in. #Amatory @Amatoryq

[image] The dark moved in the way water moves into a wound. It shadow-kissed the weakness I had mistaken for a scar. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[text] A sailor stepped off a ship with a lurch, and swayed through the town like a birch. He leaned on the wall, mistook it for hull, and fell asleep propped on a church. #vss365

[image] Fresh snow covered the footprints by noon. Only the churchyard gate stayed open, keeping its own account of who had come and gone. #OurPoetryX @OurPoetryX

[image] By the third winter, I had stopped clearing the chair beside me. Snow gathered against the door. I left it there. Absence became furniture. You learn to live around it, until one morning you notice there is nothing left that remembers you.

[image] You always came home around twilight. Like you planned it. Like the whole day was just the walk back to me. I still turn the porch light on at that time. Habit, I tell people. I know it is not. #OurPoetryX @OurPoetryX

[video] life banks to one side the mind sways with gravity something slips inside #bank #uropoet #haiku #vss365 #life

[image] Why did You press so hard for years and call it mercy? I ask to understand what breaking me was for. If You love hardest what You push hardest, I have felt loved enough to last three lifetimes. I am still asking. You have not answered yet.

[image] Break my #arm in two- elbow out the certainty of what I still hold. #haiku #vss365

[image] The fields are black. Nothing grows there now, not even the weeds that once conquered the graves. Winter has no claim to them. Neither does spring. The earth has simply closed its mouth, and whatever was buried there won't answer. @FromOneLine #FromOneLine 430

[image] #FoxProse @FoxProse

[image] The river was clear. This morning it was inky, carrying no leaves, no branches, nothing I could name. I watched it. When I finally turned away, all I could find was the love I have for you. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] The slates ticked with rain while the walls gathered close. Candles were lit, prayers were said, incense burned, and a child slept against a stranger's arm. The weather turned quiet. I have travelled 700 miles to find peace.

[image] Every map I ever followed was wrong. The roads changed. The distances lied. Somewhere along the way, the map itself became a way of getting to you. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] "The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together." -All's Well That Ends Well, 1604, Act 4, Scene 3 #ShakespeareSunday

[image] #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] Gray was the only color that town knew how to be. The sky did it. The river did it. Even the mailboxes, painted red once, had worn down to it by the time I left. I used to think I'd grow up and paint everything back. I never did. I never will.

[image] Welcome to the #Amatory prompt. Taste your desires and find your pen 23Sept What we leave behind Savoring autumn As our colors change 📷 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 cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve.” - The Tempest, Act IV, Scene 1. #ShakespeareSunday

[image] Stone walls do not need the hands that built them. They only continue holding the shape those fingers once left behind. Faithful long after faith stopped being asked of anyone. Devotion like that outlasts belief itself. #OurPoetryX @OurPoetryX

[image] **Eyes On** They recon the decorated neighborhood. The way an army reconnoiters terrain, patrolling which porch to take, for the most captured candy. The general is nine. #vss365 #reconnoiter

[image] **Alere** He kneels and presses seeds in autumn clay. "Why plant what you won't live to pick?" kids say. "My life was fed by trees I never knew, so now I #Nurture these for all of you. It's thanks for every harvest I have known, and hope you'll reap as full a life, full