writers + poets

[image] #Elixir dripping from her lips, #Elixir reaching his lips— lust unspooling into something it never meant to become. #vss365

[image] dewdrop tears down my eyes, I cried inward #uropoet #dewdrop #vss365 #haiku 📷 from X

[image] The #broom faced the door all morning. I let it. I went out into the wet grass, past the oaks, until the house was small behind me and the only sound left was the memory. #vss365

[image] “What is love?”, she asked, innocently. He smirked. “An #evil distraction.” "Evil? I would call it anything but…” "Look how hollow we turn, when we are apart, it's love that distracts us into staying sane." She smiled. An #evil grin. #vss365

[image] #vss365 #ink #uropoet #love we arrive in plain sight something beneath stirs not gentle ink runs deeper than words allow conundrums taste like heat this is not conquest never was just a pulse meeting pulse a door left open from both sides we choose again and again not to

[image] your laughter lingers an echo caught in my ribs #linger #vss365 #uropoet

[text] ☕ 12時型・3行のつぶやき 言葉にして伝えたい 愛してる ずっとずっと　あなたを想ってる ⸻ I want to put it into words: I love you. I’ll keep loving you, always. Three-Line Whisper from Japan

[image] lay me down next to you patterns traced softly beneath my hands captured moments entering my everyday pressure dissolves near your breath #uropoet

[image] between us faces we don’t see consuming the distance until memory remains #vss365 #uropoet #consuming #Amatory

[image] quiet after. just her breathing and a #tailwind against the window, like the whole night finally exhaled. #vss365

[image] A mid all this F ragile heart still stays F inds you in small pauses E ven grief softens C loser than breath T ender, still I nside O ne N ame #affection #vss365 #acrostic #monet #uropoet 📷 Unknown

[image] From almost lover to forever and #evermore, the leap of faith was her biggest gift, but who knew destiny's story. She is now part of his history. Almost to forever to no one, she loved to live all three. #vss365

[image] armored knight hides a beggar inside, of tin courage and paper pride his words all gilt, gold-leafed lies invented identity a mask he wears for size love, loyalty, loss coins he lets fall, when the echo dies, there’s nothing at all 🖤 #ωнιѕρєяѕ #FoxProse

[image] #eloquence was never mine to inherit. My father had it, spent it freely at dinner tables while the rest of us learned to nod at the right moments and call that our contribution. Years later, the only louder man I've ever agreed with was myself. #vss365

[image] under winter’s keeping the flowers yield before the stone dawn comes without witness #vss365 #dawn #uropoet 📸 by me

[image] love arrives like chaos heartbeats competing to be heard yet the heart never mistakes its direction no algorithm no persuasion could ever change what it has already chosen you #chaos #vss365 #uropoet 📸 from X

[image] defying the laws of nature our emotions raised banners against reason we kept calling it restraint love answered like a flood claiming every corner of us #vss365 #defiance #uropoet 📸 from X

[image] A child asks why. An adult searches for an answer. A poet learns to leave one question alive. The enigmas of wonder are what we understand and still cannot stop asking. Knowing the answer does not make the question less beautiful. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[text] I fear #judgement, not from those who condemn me, but from myself, where happiness carries a thread of guilt, where every choice open the question of my worth, and desire, before it is even spoken, is tried, found guilty, sentenced. #vss365

[image] you are the flower on a platter of fruit the quiet brilliance that makes everything around you fade and me stand out simply because you chose me #fruit #uropoet #vss365 📸 Self

[image] the woods do not sparkle they pattern in view a bracelet of dew drops a necklace of fireflies green hush stitched along the spine of stones an intricate jewelry of moss beauty that you cannot touch just feel like unfinished prayers blooming quietly in your soul 🖤 #ωнιѕρєяѕ

[image] Who gave me the right to grade your #shame like it's mine to score, when I've buried worse under better lighting? Shame doesn't rank by size - I just never let mine sit long enough to compare notes with anyone else's. #vss365

[image] He had an #esoteric talent for making people disappear from his life without ever leaving theirs. I would hear his name in conversation and watch the room change, mourning, it seemed, for people who were still very much alive. I wondered if I was one of them. #vss365

[image] The last breath keeps its slow rite; it will not hurry, will not mourn. To exhale and release the night is all that dying has sworn. I watched from inside the vast; the world grew quiet, then clear. What extinction takes at last is everything that was here. #FoxProse @FoxProse

[image] The quiet sunset throws every colour the day could not say while it was still here. I have watched it do this my whole life. It makes itself beautiful so you do not notice that I've left. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] I came to fear the lighthouse long before I feared the sea. Its lighthouse gaze did not search for ships. It searched for the one soul that still believed darkness could be crossed unnoticed. Each night, it found me. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] The season learns its quiet #turn, no rush behind the shifting light, a change, a lesson I discern, as morning gives way to the night. #vss365

[image] life defies logic conducting what i resist i bend anyway #conduct #vss365 #uropoet #life #haiku

[image] I keep my #dice beside the bed, six little faces, clean and white; I roll them when I need to know which part of me will die tonight. They never lie, they never choose, they only wait upon the throw; I gave them every name I use, and now they tell me where to go. #vss365

[image] the conflict was as old as time; mediation failed between heart and mind. no one would yield. all manoeuvres failed. at last, the mind was gently beguiled by the artful heart. #vss365 #mediate #inkMine #uropoet #heart #life #love #heart

[image] Regression rates what rises still, falls recorded, weighed, and known, yet upward strains against the chill, and finds a height it calls its own. #FoxProse @FoxProse

[image] I keep finding ethereal foliage pressed between pages. Leaves too pale to have grown outside, veined with what isn't chlorophyll. The house keeps insisting I'm the one who planted them. I know I did not. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] The anger never arrived. It #rose. Slowly enough to take my voice before I recognised it. Forgiveness belonged to someone else. #vss365

[image] Everyone she loved had a talent for it. The clean exit, the upward angle, gone before you could name what was left. She stood in the same place for years. Watched them fly. The sky never once looked back. They did not, either. #Amatory @Amatoryq

[image] The deed listed measurements, boundaries, and rights of way. It accounted for every wall, window, and acre. Yet none of it explained why the rooms felt familiar as I crossed the threshold. Some inheritances arrive as property. Others arrive as #mother. #vss365

[image] not every kiss needs lips some make the heart fertile #vss365 #uropoet #senryu #fertile 📸 from X

[image] scathing memory time never stays still i claim it as mine only to watch it slip i reach for the rails of life and find quicksand fury unleashed, still defenseless against the laws of life #vss365 #life #fury #uropoet 📷 from X

[image] Sun hung high, moon playing peekaboo, birds rushing home, a blue one asked if I was hiding in the shadow I said,only looking for a rest house, a few days to lay my tired limbs sprout of laughter broke &said, you’re like us, a home for a few days, & then newer skies #vss365

[image] The luscious lie was dressed in gold, and whispered through my door; I knew the voice was not my own, yet let it speak once more. By dawn, it knew my every name, and wore my face with pride; I tried to kill what I had made, but found myself inside. #bionicanadian @bionicanadian

[image] …and there he #defenestrated all her poems, her emotions, her letters, her heart — love’s aftermath turned rebel… #vss365

[image] i asked you what was the most novel experience was it surreal or just dreamy you answered "us" it became the novelty the reality and the dream #vss365 #uropoet #novel

[image] there was a majestic power in your #supercilious heart it never admitted it had already found home #vss365 #uropoet #Amatory

[image] How do you like your poems? Do you like them as seasonal #fruit, juicy, devoured before the season turns. Do you like them as night, keeper of allegorical light, shining through dark. Do you like them forbidden— #fruit you dare to eat. Tell me. #vss365

[image] first came life then love the falling was inevitable #vss365 #uropoet #falling #love #DeCrescent_prompt 📷 @Amatoryq

[image] Dear #Pillow You kept every version of me, the smile, the story, the salt stained night. When solitude wore an ugly mask, you were the embrace that didn’t flinch. And when joy had nowhere to go, you took that too. Thank you, You never asked me to explain myself. #vss365

[image] #thief came dressed in my own face, knew too well what it should take; a touch, a room, scent of lace, the small mistakes we did not make. He left watches on the shelf, rings, letters, and the grief; only stole my former self and locked the years beyond belief. #vsstimetravel

[video] lit by life desire and hope the matchbox caught fire and burned through me #matchbox #vss365 #uropoet

[image] gravity pulls down snow gathering on lashes unfallen pearls #haiku #uropoet #gravity #vss365 📷 from X

[image] The flint arrowhead fits my thumb exactly. Thousands of years between us, yet the maker's hand had measured the same grip, the same instinctive curl of the fingers. #primitive suddenly seemed the wrong word. Familiar was closer. #vss365

[image] A #shift so quiet none would name, the light gives way, the hour turns, something settles, still the same; a truth, a nod, in quiet ferns. #vss365