Tracy Shawn

@tracyshawn.bsky.social

#Author ✍🏻Novels: Floating Underwater and The Grace of Crows, Second Edition. Querying third novel📖 Member of The #AuthorsGuild 📚She/Her https://www.tracyshawn.com/novels-by-tracy-shawn/

We try to control, maneuver, make sense of The lottery of gods Yet their random bolts continue to knock down our own sorcery So we kneel, throw our arms out in the rain Then get up Learning, with each blow, how to plow onward against the headwinds of uncertainty #vss365

Back to the roaring traffic, Leaning on the bridge wall, A silver strand of spider web, Drifts upward, catching the light, River below, rippled, flowing, Gulls in the air, wheeling, A family of ducks below, Leaves tumble in Autumn mourning, A moment of priceless #calm. What traffic? #vss365

i think life will always be a mix of light and shade.. a blend.. and you have to jump into it.. even if whatever appears is unexpected.. pretty.. or not.. and do it however you can.. make sure to stock-up on music.. and laugh at it all a little too.. -dww

..i think once you find you’re trying too hard at anything in life.. you have to stop.. go.. watch birds.. stare at the pastel-triple-shaded-sunset.. read stuff.. and only after you've lost your-’self’ again.. can you really go back to it.. you were getting in your own way.. . -dww

Your beloved home perished alongside so many others This planet Plunging into a pathos That would have torn your heart And still Your daughters remember Your soft blue eyes Sad yet hopeful smile The embrace throughout storms Your love... Most of all, Your Love #vss365

The entire premise of the #conflict with The Enemy was opaque. Dylan had spent many sleepless nights trying to work out what they wanted from The War, but he could see none. Nothing but slaughter for the sake of it. Resources? Were there no uninhabited systems for them to ravage instead? #vss365

She dreams of strangers Then sees them the next day Without a word she passes them by Her intuition so thick, she cannot speak Their upcoming sorrows and joys seep into her bones Never to cross paths again Their stories still become her own #vss365

Against the glare of sunset You could be anyone But I know your tilt of head, that lonesome gait, the silhouette of burden And just for a moment, before I reach out, I make wish for you As the wind blows past us both #vss365

August heat presses into the kitchen floor, dust and debris stuck like so many unrealized dreams Last night's nightmares still rattling her brain She scrapes her #broom across the surface Sweeps and sweeps and sweeps Until her breath is finally still #vss365