the kiss of frost light tips blue the easy pasture I wait for you #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku #pasture

Lick my arm, spark murmuring blue. #7syllablesentence

pedal down, I play notes on a drowning surface, scatterbrained a primordial hum of silt and undersea I press a key to hear what one hand says to the other to drown, in whispers #supercilious as our hemispheres #vss365 #emoetry #poetryprompt

window view, verdance without life stretches out of reach storms scar the pane pull the shades tightly to see clearly roots rotting within #deadfall between four walls an understory of thorns slowly bleeding the poisons dry #vss365

Tfw I was so sure climbing the wooden hill face in my palm, my hot palm misting from my mouth, winding down the spring of my body. I dreamed of you. We were in our little boat. When I wake, I can still feel your hand, almost, when I wake I am calm.

what is a will to live but a dalliance with #apprehension just one more tattoo of slender sliver just another sleepless night at the whim of dissatisfaction life and will aren't coterminous when its maker is met, so too is mine excuse me, i have a will to kill #vss365

you, an insect lie there benign and suffocated in the sea’s upsetting knuckle clicking her ghosts are immaculate throats full of your long dead grass

Dappled full moonlight parses turquoise shallows tepid and neap Luminescent flux persists Coral blue eyes intuit duet an undersea microcosm #undersea #vss365

When Spring makes love to you in hazel and amber light the fields smudged with smoke the elms turned crick and turn away as mist rocks its hips on top of the roof the groundwater singing the sun saying watch till the end.

with each open wound of #loathing, the slow-marching #investiture of madness comes. fingers like gáe bulg dig frantically, ever-searching for innocence to corrupt. self wields the #spear, desperation guides the hand, the end of hope fuels the avarice #vss365 #emoetry #wildwalkprompt

‘Traffic’ caught in the #flow of you in the arterial darkness, I think of steel rain on a mountain its valleys flayed open yet fonder, still of tar that binds as black ice on an empty road call me bystander make me go slow #wildwalkprompt #poetrysky #emoetry

Hats of nostalgia leaning into it leaning against the ground chewing bark just to get the mouth wet bittersweet a little a lot like painful joints the morning to keep the jaw able a little like that measurement we use a lot for love

a morning like any other— counting uncountable grievances in the silence of darkness entertaining intrusive thoughts with mays, mights, & maybes cutting away the #kiss of sunlight who steals a pound of flesh waiting, suffering the coming #wither as it corrupts the final wish #vss365 #wildwalkprompt

call her child our #lips a prism to cast for bright & blind a kind justice strands dyed to match the shade spun by girlhood (woody notes in the cotton) & sons (wouldn’t) & mothers (should’ve) & daughters (didn’t) & fathers (couldn’t) speak now call her child kiss it better #vss365 #rage

a back scratch from friendly bark an envious, #pale silver moon an old barn cat blissfully purring after a surprise killdeer dinner the night sky ascending an imagination soaring for what could never be #vss365 #emoetry #blissful #wildwalkprompt #ascend

such is the horror and silent sob to the sky a pond is born of #raindrops in an insignificant #lacuna cut into the irrelevance that is a worthless, granite face beauty swells in the tragedy of a #glowing moon and the reflective third eye now staring back at her #vss365 #emoetry #wildwalkprompt

wider than the spread of pages bent with sciatic groan desire hoked, still mine to slake & you enriched in text count iambic thrusts as sweat pools in the #lacuna of our appendices what need have we for notes? when foxed hearts clasp the thread so well #vss365 #poetry #textualhealing

idealism dies upon life's education stripped gears whir #vss365 #education #whistpr #whir #emoetry #idealistic

synesthesia born of violences blues in asphyxia choking on words poisoned w/ #purple haunted memories reds of lead & pooling apologies eyes blinded by #rays of black under pains of torture & existence scars are records & confessions life often #defeated but not yet dead #vss365 #whistpr #emoetry

forgotten plow rust dust in harrowed veins yesteryear's dreams #inkmine [harrow] #haiku #writingprompt #blueskypoets

He says my laugh is a carol a festive cairn to stain the cleanest scape I say let’s make a feast of choirs leave this meagre crumb but he prefers the #heliacal drone of all his forms the bright & the bore #vss365 #poetrysky #promptpersuasion

you can feel the #unseen sorrows like fingertips press bone into flesh with tenebrose tenacity you wonder if this is everything what once was taken thieved against will you now surrender freely #vss365 #whistpr #thief #emoetry #tenacious

I don’t know how to/be scissor smooth & cut to the end to all she knew as ashes crawl in the groove of strings that resonant sense of ghosts that cling to the movement of her voice just gives your life away #whistpr #poetrysky #rustwarning

a threnody where my heart should be its atavistic grame pooling in ink blots & words i #sublimate the urge poorly, limning in broken thoughts & skin as masked desires #clash with a hope for better days and the lunacy of a sickle moon #vss365 #whistpr

a half-cracked death mask plastered on a scowl split lips obviate condolences with a pan am, #saucer smile sorrow adheres an armour of #rage to a broken being like scales #cling to butterfly wings a warning of shimmering toxicity camouflage from the curious #vss365 #whistpr #emoetry

I wish I ran like a dog eyes up faith in a stride tang of sun-warmed iron-rich earth huffed across my tongue to be sick at alum lilies vomit up this energy howl a dirge & be done to cut at birth needled teeth loveworn to forgive and never forget #vss365 #poetryhaitus

you dip your toe in the #swamp to escape the quicksand what could it hurt now you're up to your neck in a filthy #synthesis of love & hate staying afloat with #mushrooms while darkness presses down on the top of your head #vss365 #whistpr #blueskyrelay