we planted a sapling of love in autumn it grew into a tree with auburn leaves we reminisced the memory of autumn as frost covered the tree in winter with no promise of bearing #fruit in spring we prayed that it would outlive us #vss365 #bionicanadian

Holding a parasol adorned with peacock feathers and pink lilies, I stand on a riverbank. The quiet dreamscape of the rippling river doesn't reflect the #chaos within me. I can't stop thinking of you and me, but I don't know how to take the first step toward you. #vss365 #bionicanadian

Fruit of my labour Freedom from chains of the past Smile without shadows #vss365 #fruit #haiku

the broken tree keeps a few green leaves around its wound I stay nearby until the ruins bear #fruit #vss365 #micropoetry #blueskypoets

Slowly, though steadily, we tend to rise from the ashes. Remembrance is all that remains, moments where we faltered, others where we rejoiced. Happiness is overrated and so is laughter. Sorrow festers, folded deep in memory, lingering long after the rest. ~rev #vss365 #tend

I wanted to travel roads together I wanted to help I'm sad there are wounds I cannot tend to I'm sorry if I added hurt there's so much I wish to say but I've always honored your boundaries I don't understand the why but I know you deserve good things it's okay I'll make my own afterglow #vss365

Lit lanterns on the porch he sat in the courtyard admiring the brilliance through the wooden grooves. She smiled softly acknowledging his presence a chemistry of compassion. Clad in white she tended to a journey of penance while he yearned for her incandescent essence. ~rev #friendshipday #vss365

beneath the scream the river kept flowing but the horizon came undone the sky borrowed my voice and returned it as silence only then I discovered the deepest cry never leaves the mouth #AugustAnarchy #poetry

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flurry of protests eleutheromania lost in the noise #DailyHaikuPrompt #flurry #haiku #poetry #nature #photography

Kindness #descends to confusing scorn, misplaced and heaved at her weary feet, a trail of crushed glass linking souls, the wreath pinned to her door scorches in the midday sun, as petals ash the dried earth. #vss365

Midnight arrival Unwanted guests in my mind Moths in the fire #vss365 #arrive #haiku 📸 Pixabay

Regardless of whether the ride is long or short, difficult or easy, windy or calm, inevitably I return back home. One final deep breath and life seems a bit easier. This ride has been simply amazing! Thanks to you all! The #vss365 #prompt for July 31, 2026 is #arrive. 🚴‍♂️🙌🙏

Through the silence, Through the stone, Shadows form Where seeds were sown. Through the fracture, Through the flame, We lose ourselves To find our name. Though the night Claims every sky, We rise again— We do not die.

the voice of reason is never ugly but to some it speaks an ugly truth #2WordPrompt #Voice #Ugly #FreeVerse #Poetry #Micropoetry #JustWrite #WritingCommunity #BlueskyPoets

Coast of buried dreams Waves ascend and descend fast Just as my heart does #vss365 #coast #descend #haiku 📸 Pixabay

A SkyThought to those who are gone too soon.

the magnetic pull brine on soft breezes two people in uncommon commonality entranced on the coast drawn once again by eternity and today #vss365 #coast

I was writing down the qualities I wished my lover would have. The sheets of paper started glowing and flying around me. I closed my eyes in terror. Rose petal lips touched mine. I didn't question how he appeared in my bed. Bliss #descended upon me. #vss365 #bionicanadian

Angels #descend, a tarnished grace, wings burnt to ash in dark embrace. Carnal desires, ruled by whim… a night’s overture rising dim. Faith resurrected from the abyss… a devil’s bargain, a Judas kiss. ~rev #vss365

lips dipped in desire contemplate every kiss every deed every placement every depth strawberry red a silken brush felt fathoms deep the urgency of vampiric need scale my summit find your peak #vss365 #summit #pennedreveries

Plummet or summit The ending's unknown but still I'm willing to go #vss365 #summit #haiku

O’ Seabird, come away with me Glide on the edge of twilight’s gleam Soar to a serene summit on a champagne sea Find peace on the wing, in the afterglow of love’s gentle offering. #vss365 #summit #poetry #WriteSky 💙🖋️ #Photography 💙📷 me

warn me when I hide behind the smile I practiced stay until I’m real #haikufeels #Warn #Senryu #Haiku #Poetry #Micropoetry #JustWrite #WritingCommunity #BlueskyPoets

I hope you'll love me enough by the time you get a glimpse of my darkness. I doubt your love is real. Real love requires one to know all about the other, not just appearances. I fear we would find ourselves on a dead end path before reaching the #summit. #vss365 #bionicanadian

Your struggles mirror mine, entwined Your protest stirs depths divine Our thoughts silently align Your heartbeat pulses into mine Your eyes, a portal to your soul Love lingers upon your lips Your embrace the #summit of my climb The symphony of my sacred rhyme ~rev #vss365

adrift on still waves no stars left to guide us home just amethyst dreams #nohashtags

Cadence of thoughts unnoticed Letters that don't make sense Words that seem to be almost forgotten Somehow finding a way to my mind I scatter familiar patterns And build a new pathway of truth Creating my own existence With droplets of ink and a muse #vss365 #cadence #poetry 📸 Pixabay

I keep Vermont the leaves you gave a gift I asked you to give my last act upon leaving But I remember well the way we danced beneath golden trees cadence of the wind our swaying hearts not yet grieving In silent understanding of why we reach, why we fall. #vss365 #poetry #photoart 💙📷 me

I see you ghost-like walk out that front door, and I think you're leaving, but it's just another part of you dying. The other parts of you #shift and fill out the space that is left behind. You become an unfamiliar creature. You no longer recognize your own reflection. #vss365

Silence is the starkest ink she fills her pen with it, and shooting stars become daggers aiming for her flesh What is real? Her heart plays fast & coy while she stacks flimsy dreams upon phantom shoulders Desire and reality growl at one another in a lonely room with no brick to conjure a bridge.