Caves and secrets waters too deep plunge us into sweet chaos Painful coincidence you do not know me but for an instant knew you were missing me Split apart two halves of one whole Water falls from my eyes and I wonder, where does it go? #vss365 #chaos #poetry #writing #art #FranzMarc #cubism

We Are Lost #abstractart #blueskyartshow #art

I leave my books, few torn letters. Words held back written on notes crumpled and thrown under our bed. Scattered, half-written poems born of #chaos which kept my soul peaceful and strong. We shall meet again in a place far beyond prejudice and wrong. ~rev #vss365

#vss365 Give me your best #chaos All your mismatched colours Even your off-key melodies Add in your second-guesses Throw-in some near misses I promise I'll cherish every single one As part of growth Not as mistakes Never as crime

#TextileArt #Poetry #Peace A cadence of peace might balance its weight on that different fulcrum; peace, a presence, an energy field more intense than war - Denise Levertov 🎨 Nakata Illustrations

Lucky it was only a drill, but there were times like this and this was why they needed drills. Dylan had ordered several, at random moments, but, for some reason, this one descended into #chaos. And that was the point. Find the problems and fix them before they became real problems. #vss365

Hamish Macaulay - Spring Shimmer, 2025

- certainty rides a following sea – home was never farther than a sturdy rudder, but memory is less compass than tuning fork. the chaos i carry – those lightning strikes on a roiled shoreline, sailing into the unknown, Calypso’s tears still wet on my cheek. - #poetry #vss365

Strange how that leading light led me towards you one moment defined in opulent streaks of time Your face a map of all the places I’ve never been How fast you travelled through me, how lightly you left as any shooting star not meant to last. #AugustAnarchy #poetry #writing #starrynight

Dave Ashley@daveashleypoet.bsky.social · 14h ago

#AugustAnarchy Write whatever you feel Your prompt

#Poetry #Painting #Shalott She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care heat she, The Lady of Shalott. - Alfred Lord Tennison 🎨 John William Waterhouse (1849–1917)

late summer fruit my doubts come and go with the seasons #vss365 #fruit #eck

Cool waters beckon popping out for a long swim, fruit of my labour. #vss365 #fruit #haiku #writing #photography 💙 📷 me (Just for fun today, as I’ve written about fruit…going for a swim.😊)

#abstractexpressionism #acrylicart #abstractart #abstract #art #acrylics

emerge into light? new risks bear the same old fruit smudges in the dark #vss365 #fruit #2wordprompt #emerge #risk #vssmagic #smudge #senryu #haiku #poetry

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

Biting into the apple, Dylan paused, holding it up before him. Another colony had recently had its supply shipment obliterated and yet here he sat, enjoying #fruit. It felt obscene, but, like the sailors back on the Earth-That-Was, nutrition was paramount. He just felt like a hypocrite. #vss365

Echo #poetry

the moon trades wonder for sleep #7SyllableSentence #wonder #acryliconcanvas #abstractart 🎨 mine

The world is your oyster my father used to say In between all things cold and grey I just never thought you would be the pearl. #WildWalkPrompt #writesky #blueskypoets #nature #photography 💙 📷 me

Wayward sea always returns never the same wave rushing towards me Lost in myopic dreams in young maps, old stars garish delusions that bar our future Once I thought I'd drown in your arms but it was only half-drowned, you spit me up sizzling naked. #AugustAnarchy #inkMine #writing

Dave Ashley@daveashleypoet.bsky.social · 2d ago

#AugustAnarchy time to write any old stuff Your prompt is

#Instensual™ “My soul lives in two bodies : mine and hers. Perhaps it is just one of my ways to murmur : i breathe you„ By #ƒred-ƒorge - first on #Bluesky - #© Photography : Eduardo Barrento

'Buckingham Palace, London, seen across the Green Park at dusk' (c.1911) by Yoshio Markino (Victoria and Albert Museum)

The oldest wisdom grows in the youngest bloom… #SunflowerWisdom #ArtInNature #Art #BloomOnPurpose #photography

you've entered into my life like an ethereal maelstrom creating chaotic and confusing emotions that #tend to cause unpredictable actions though my world has turned upside down I'd choose these crashing waves over a thousand stagnant oceans #vss365 #bionicanadian

The asteroid field contained an alien #catacomb. It is not advisable to step #outdoors when there. Electric equipment #tends to #buzz mysteriously. Better to give those cold dark caves a miss or risk adding your soul to the ceaseless cosmic song drifting in their wake. #vss365 #2wordprompt #vssmagic

Emil Nolde Yellow Sea with Small Steam Ships, 1946 watercolor

Modern Shaman August impressions often incomprehensible Joy and sorrow the way of our world unspoken language felt your gift to us all A noble purpose, curandero Tending to lost souls by painting pictures on the cave walls of our time. #vss365 #tend #WriteSky 💙🖋️ #art #PabloAmaringo

Go beyond reason to love: it is safe. It is the only safety. ~ Thaddeus Golas Be the light. Be the love. ❤️

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 tend to the now pruning away past seconds new ones need the space #vss365 #tend