#BraveWrite #vss365 #Poetry Through the sliver in a door frame My flute of loneliness plays Luring luminous strands To slither in between My darkness Drifting To coil If a moment One ray of light Next to my cold bones Oh to behold the sunlit sentience I #brake for quiescence 👇 youtu.be/zD7JsZ_euRo
Dave A. Gardener
@daveagardener.bsky.social
Author of love stories | Romantic poet | Gardener of love and hope. Writing sweet romance and tales of adventure brimming with heart, hope & happily-ever-afters. #vssromance
Awesome! 🥰 I'm in my easychair initially, writing by hand, then I go to my computer. I did a field trip today to see if a space I remembered was still intact after many years. I was relieved that the undeveloped forest area remains as it was. Amazing in these times of overdevelopment.
Where are you writing your current WIP masterpiece? I have been blessed this summer with what I call my writer’s studio: a quiet place in the library with a comfy seat and a view to live for. Plenty of romantic inspiration! 💝 📸 My photo - totally unfiltered
life is like a book with each page we brave to #turn know you are with me ©️Aspen #BraveWrite #vss365 #haiku #Poetry #PoetryCommunity 👇 youtu.be/z4q05resEvc
the #cadence of hope hid and swayed behind my veil danced with assumptions believed in second chances this dove learned to love herself ©️Aspen🕊️ #BraveWrite #vss365 #haiku #tanka #Poetry #cadence #love #PoetryCommunity 👇 youtu.be/G7KNmW9a75Y?si…
Sometimes the ward felt haunted, a pulse that Agnes could feel. Rain tapped the window, slow and deliberate. The wounded waiting, their hearts beating like a clock. However, by dawn, the world outside began to stir, and the familiar cadence of life returned, fragile but certain. #vss365
It only required my heart, soul, 10 years, and buckets of metaphorical ink, but my labor of love, #TheSandDiamond, has a release date: September 23rd!! Stay tuned for updates, and if you’d like email updates, please DM me your email address. Thanks to all who have supported me! 🙏 #writesky #novel
The wounded taught her that pain could never be conquered, only endured with grace until they were healed or granted eternal release. #vss365
Tired of walking to work, Agnes bought a secondhand bicycle. Each morning, she’d depart with a steady calm, her bicycle carrying her toward pain and hope in equal measure. Anna and Clara thought this a brilliant idea and soon had bought their own. #vss365
Once Agnes found her momentum, the wind seemed less cruel, the cobblestones less treacherous. Her pedaling became a kind of prayer - steady, unbroken, necessary, a moment of peace before another hectic day at the hospital. #vss365
should dark clouds gather in the night steal the warmth of summer’s light heavy gusts begin to blow try to slow this love we know I’ll take your hand we’ll firmly stand against the #headwinds and every storm we struggle through will guide us strong and true bind our tether together forever #vss365
I feel you At my place I feel you In my face I see you Love grace I see you Love human faith. #poetry
Every trail run begins with the same small lie: I can #depart from the man who woke up tired, doubtful, and ten days from a marathon. The first hill corrects the record. I am still him. He is simply moving. #vss365 #writingcommunity