that primitive urge tingling desire when he glances her way the beautiful scenarios she imagines each day, her, the invisible girl, with dreams of an ethereal place entwined in an enchanting love where unseen no more as he etches enamoured poetry engraved forever upon her heart. #vss365 #primitive

Pegasus Dressed in Meteoric chains Nibbling ankles Under the shadow of Of the Olive tree Primitive pigeons With wings of lice Slicing up the skies Pegasus, she Eats her heart Longing to die. #vss365 #primitive Photo on Shutter Stock

#Primitive flowers All blooming wild once again Nature resplendent #vss365 #haiku #poetry

Hello #vss365 writers and readers. I’m honored to be your host from June 1st to June 15th. Prompts will drop 1 PM GMT /9AM EDT. Many thanks to Jeff Shaw @blackwings182.bsky.social for his intriguing and stimulating prompts. I’m eager to read your work over the next two weeks.

She carried the wounds where others would have sealed, something #primitive was still finishing its work inside her outline. #vss365 #prompt

Black wings#vss365 #host 5-16 thru 5-31@blackwings182.bsky.social · 4mo ago

Old, scarred, and primitive, the nib bears the marks of time itself. How many tales of wonder and fragments of poetry has it etched across blank pages? It’s May 31, 2026 and my final #vss365 #prompt is #Primitive. Tomorrow, @skeptikoi will take the reins.

Crow, His primitive Last breath. Dragon digests, Igniting a feeding fire “No time to rest Mad Dog, You’re carrying emblem, Your breath now comes Deep, from my breast” #vss365 #primitive Betrayal by J Edward Neill.

It was not far from where I slept. A quiet spot where I could sit and listen to my thoughts. Listen to the grass breathe and watch the stream crawl by. #Primitive and pristine. Replaced by water management and a highrise, for those seeking peace in a modern world. #vss365

Black wings#vss365 #host 5-16 thru 5-31@blackwings182.bsky.social · 4mo ago

Old, scarred, and primitive, the nib bears the marks of time itself. How many tales of wonder and fragments of poetry has it etched across blank pages? It’s May 31, 2026 and my final #vss365 #prompt is #Primitive. Tomorrow, @skeptikoi will take the reins.

#vss365 Boot Camp before speech there was a primitive tongue-grammar of weather mud persuading the ankle to patience, salt schooling scars into bloodless stings, night breaking on the storm's black boots. #primitive #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity #poetry

Stone remembers the first touch of hands. A #primitive shape we cut in the dark. Leaving trees behind Tracing shadows upon rock. Beneath the heavy weight of centuries. Ground holds its breath. Stained with soot of forgotten fires. No voices remain to speak. As dust settles upon the ground. #vss365

#wondrous to behold more beautiful than sunset always beyond reach #vss365 #haiku

In 2026, we have AI therapists, VR sex, and 10,000 daily dopamine hits - yet still can't sit alone with our thoughts for five minutes. Seems the real #primitive was never them. It’s us. #vss365

Their medieval antics You’ll begin to see Crow and Owl, Delve into their Fleshy fragments Of men in regal stance You can see it, In how they Come together In a wondrous Flying dance #vss365 #wonderous Art by Jason Roach Crow in hot pursuit. The Landican

Goblins in the game were considered #primitive, barely above animals, but the developers hid a lot of things in goblin lairs. Intricate pots that look ugly at first sight, but, under the dirt, were exquisitely carved and painted. And they had a very complicated familial system. Rory saw. #vss365

Old, scarred, and primitive, the nib bears the marks of time itself. How many tales of wonder and fragments of poetry has it etched across blank pages? It’s May 31, 2026 and my final #vss365 #prompt is #Primitive. Tomorrow, @skeptikoi will take the reins.

This poem started out pretty sad, but I was able to put a positive spin on it thanks to the prompt. I think I'll call it "The Pursuit of Beauty". #vss365 #wondrous #poem #poetry #writingcommunity

Let my life be a love letter To the people like me The ones cradling the pieces Of a broken, stained glass heart And smiling though we bleed It gets lonely In the kind of life We lead But we Are not less For our history We are #wondrous works Of Kintsugi #vss365

Black wings#vss365 #host 5-16 thru 5-31@blackwings182.bsky.social · 4mo ago

Some wounds never truly heal. They become strange and beautiful things—proof that we endured something #Wondrous. Today is May 30, 2026, and your #vss365 #prompt is #Wondrous.

she watched his belly rise breathed along with him this #wondrous tiny creature that held no sin his fingers intertwined with her thumb in an instant life had begun #vss365 #poem photocredit~yara.machado

I call this one "Jeez". I think we all know at least one person like this. #vss365 #remnant #poem #poetry #writingcommunity

She left at dawn the screen door still swinging. By winter only the scent of cedar remained, something #wondrous caught in the woodgrain. #vss365 #prompt

Black wings#vss365 #host 5-16 thru 5-31@blackwings182.bsky.social · 4mo ago

Some wounds never truly heal. They become strange and beautiful things—proof that we endured something #Wondrous. Today is May 30, 2026, and your #vss365 #prompt is #Wondrous.

complete each feast but on my lips & fingers #remnants remain tasting regret & anger what’s ingested sits like an anchor corroding into a cesspool of cankers acid reminding me- I’m a servant to my master for I dive into her beauty yet she’ll burn ever after #vss365 #poetry #photography #painting

#vss365 🚦 #wondrous The baddest wondro wasn't about us. That ship has sailed. It was about everything else; my Landyachtz land- locked long boards; the next love notes of your local vocal chords; the text to all of my brothers on their birthday present news; a weekend cruise. May 30 = 2×3×5.

In many ways fire is like love The flames which consume is such a wondrous creation Wreaking blazing devastation and exquisite beauty throughout the inferno of human history We are the bastard offspring of heat based generation The fiery legacy of Prometheus and Aphrodite #vss365 #poetry #poem

"Let us both remember me better, Regent. I am not your pet. I shall not let you make me less. That you breathe is a mercy I choose to extend. Do not grow so comfortable in my presence that you presume me domestic. I remain a dragon, #remnant voice of lost realms, and they shall be heard." #vss365

Black wings#vss365 #host 5-16 thru 5-31@blackwings182.bsky.social · 5mo ago

A faded scent. A beautiful script. A love gone cold. Few good things last forever. They leave behind fragments of who we were. My time as host grows short. On Monday, I hand the torch to another keeper of the Muses, @skeptikoi It’s Friday, May 29, 2026, and your #vss365 #prompt is #Remnant

When Paolo woke, he could sense something had shifted. A bright doorway had appeared, out of which #wondrous light was steeling through. After two days descending in dark tunnels it felt like heaven. #vss365

Black wings#vss365 #host 5-16 thru 5-31@blackwings182.bsky.social · 4mo ago

Some wounds never truly heal. They become strange and beautiful things—proof that we endured something #Wondrous. Today is May 30, 2026, and your #vss365 #prompt is #Wondrous.

#vss365 The fact that we are HERE, living, breathing, feeling, thinking, reading this NOW – is truly #wondrous. And the fact that we rarely consider this is also #wondrous.

Some wounds never truly heal. They become strange and beautiful things—proof that we endured something #Wondrous. Today is May 30, 2026, and your #vss365 #prompt is #Wondrous.

Years after it ended, they still carried #remnants of each other. The way he made his coffee with a dash of cinnamon. The way she slept on the right side of the bed, even when sleeping alone. #vss365 #WriteSky #relationships

Black wings#vss365 #host 5-16 thru 5-31@blackwings182.bsky.social · 5mo ago

A faded scent. A beautiful script. A love gone cold. Few good things last forever. They leave behind fragments of who we were. My time as host grows short. On Monday, I hand the torch to another keeper of the Muses, @skeptikoi It’s Friday, May 29, 2026, and your #vss365 #prompt is #Remnant

#vss365 #poetry #surrealism #mentalhealth ‪ #WritersOfBluesky travellers in time senses betray all that exists stay in the moment, but disappear into the insanity of #remnant memories errors and falls, forgotten highs close my eyes and wander

Yet the remnant of Rebellion persisted, In spite of malice. #vss365 #remnant #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity @blackwings182.bsky.social