primordial goo — molecules rearranging life birthed from chaos #vss365 chaos #poetry #haiku

I think of you in sunshine. The chaos of the wind. I remember you in laughter. In softly falling rain. You are the salty tears. You come to me in darkness. Take away my breath. I hear you in the stillness As you softly call my name. But mostly you are sorrow. The face of all my pain #vss365 #poem

love is beautiful & dangerous it plays at being a mountain a snow capped peak beautiful to gaze at you have trails to walk lakes to visit but the eruption is chaos life, just survival after there is order & peace the story however inevitable holds sadness the landscape forever changed #vss365

Forgive the eclipse I let the moon block my light I shone on alone While you were overshadowed Lights on: cosmic fandango #FoxProse #Tanka

A swirling vortex Constant cerebral chaos The creative mind #vss365 #chaos

Prompt 251 In the gallery I leave the exhibition I am sleepwalking Back towards reality The wall clock melts as I dream #SenseWrds #Tanka Credit to Salvador Dali, The Persistence of Memory for inspiring this one.

My poetry Dark, rich chocolate with fruit and nuts. My love crumbles like warm cookies, molten at the core. My humour is dry powder guns loaded, safety on. My style dignified, sturdy, Soul speaks through poetry. The smile says it all. ~rev #vss365 #fruit

Fruit-sticky ink-stained fingers. Juicy purple snail trails smudged around epic smiles. Tiny bird feet stretching up in bright yellow wellies. Hair in a tangle; like the bramble. An innocent pleasure: small child harvesting blackberries. (Blackbird's winter store cupboard: left bare.) #vss365 #fruit

#tend to my tiny garden in the windowsill the herbs climb up and burst into leaves the roses explode from the tiny buds and the bonsai crookedly leans towards the sun #vss365 #poetry #writing #writingcommunity

💘Beth C Greenberg✍️- Host of #vss365 Aug 1 - 15@bethcgreenberg.com · 3d ago

In one sense, this word conjures a gentle, nurturing touch. But it can also suggest an inclination that may or may not be desirable. Hmmm ...🤔 Your #vss365 #prompt for August 3, 2026 is #tend What's yours to tend? 🤲

faint scent of elderflowers on the recipe card #haiku

#vss365 I #tend to her roses as though she were still here fragrance and color blossom and thorny stem pleasure and pain 

I tend to the plants Keeping them watered and fed But they always die I even killed a cactus! Green fingered, I am not. Sigh. #vss365 #tend #tanka

My newest poem

The giant was playing marbles in the sky. His favourite was the big one that shone with forever light. When he tossed them, they scattered with a clink. For a while he would poke them with his finger and giggle at the silly little things his silly little #creations did. Then he put them away #vss365

distant thunder swallows swooping low over dry fields #haiku

I felt the moment of your conception. A comet sparking into life, beginning a journey of wonder, deep in space. Later: alien arms and legs rippled under drum-tight skin. When you were born I was starstruck again. Such a wondrous creation. Where did you get those eyelashes, son?! #vss365 #creation

Songbird 2 Her liquid notes slip warm into my ear; Temptation longs to press her to my skin, To cage her pulse where only I might hear That gentle tongue pour all its sweetness in. Yet she would lose the wildness she possessed, So free she flies, still singing in my breast. #vss365

I wake up with your breath on my neck. Half an hour left before the alarm. Your hand finds mine, and I feel fuzzy headed. I want to tell you about my dream when you properly wake, but for now you are just a mumbling #creation that is still soft with sleep. #vss365

The #vssdaily #prompt for 8.2.26 is #back

We're in a pottery class. You press the clay too hard and it folds in on itself. The teacher says it's normal. You wipe your hands on your apron. I see a streak of clay on your cheek and feel the #temptation to tell you, but your serious look keeps me quiet. #vss365

Dawn filters in softly seeping through the slats of the Venetian blind. The gentle diffusion of morning light coaxes my eyes open. I drift my gaze across to your cherished face in repose. The temptation to rise dissolves. I nestle in under your wing. Today can wait. Love is now. #vss365 #Temptation

Lover's touch: starlight travels. #7syllabllesentence #Travel

Midas touch Pervades the landscape Golden hour #inkMine #Golden

I wish I could bottle up this morning and send it to anyone who needs it. The sun is shining. Hummingbirds are fighting over red cardinal flowers. I've counted about 10 species of butterfly. No sound but birdsong and the rise and fall of cicadas calling. The bright yellow flash of a goldfinch. 💜

Arriving early I wait around the corner Until it’s not weird #vss365 #arrive #poem #poetry #senryu #haiku

one thousand yellow landing pads yarrow meadow #dailyhaikuprompt yarrow

travelling light atlas moth #7syllablesentence #senryu

Prompt 249 I saw a rainbow, Just before the North Star shone. Sitting by your side, Your ring now on my finger. You are home: where I belong. #SenseWrds #Tanka

Love… well, that’s just how it goes. It arrives unannounced, through a crack, a window, a door. It takes hold of your heart like it was never yours to own. But when it leaves that’s when poetry finds you. ~rev #ves365 #arrive

Prompt 249 Grandma's vase Knocked off the countertop. Millefiori shards scatter Across hard tiles: Colour me a rainbow bridge To reconnect with her memory. #SenseWrds