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Skeleton leaves lined gold
on setting sky,
delicate bones ensnared
on unseen wings
as tiredness lies
down upon fields
where paradise lives,
a seemingly amateur guard
in inked dreams
not glib.
On my way home,
wherever home
may be.
#SenseWrds 468 #SlapDashSat #ShareWrit
Nevertheless,
we are smiles' patrons,
sifting froth
from turbulent horizons
for flowers winsome.
#TastyPoem #SeptemberFalls20 #Poetryin13 #vsspoem
Quiet yield,
strawberry tears
a mansion
trailing cures
for surreptitious ails
less sweet.
#moonmystic #TallVerse #SeptemberFalls20 #Poetryin13
Such glory in far fractals, making senses brittle when they twine w/ our sights. Like a picturesque vertigo from great heights from the adventurous torn love between clouds & falling snow. #MuseMon #WIPwordsearch #TransWords #whistpr #painfulprompts #FlexVSS #BraveWrite #vss365
It is no strain
to sow
little
hearty odes,
aligerous
their whispers
some never share,
making whole
lightning loves
who'd failed wildly
in passionate affairs.
Fragrant are our eyes
when fires
make vain
goodbyes
dreamed envenomed.
#TallVerse #moonmystic #AugustFalls20
Nothing dilutes a panther's grace. As leaves mess & turn with gusts, as zinnias blossom in honour, as milestones come & go—their energy will forever stay. That is practical in its own right. #LilLuvStory #SunWIP #Sunthing #WIPwordsearch #BardBits #TransWords #FlexVSS #BraveWrite
Bouquets: often given as part of a celebration or forgiveness catalyst—but no matter how lovingly watered in pleasing vases, their flowers will wilt in immured gloom. I know such sad days away from the sun. #FridayKiss #writeaskew #WIPwordsearch #whistpr #painfulprompts #FlexVSS
"As humans advance into the skin equivalent of crumpled paper, they presumably grow wiser. However, this one only gets bolder & sees no fault in his hugged set "wisdom"—the ecstatic bastard," she huffs. #Thurds #AbThurd #FlashThursday #WIPwordsearch #BardBits #BraveWrite #vss365
Sliced whispers
fall,
burning,
ghost soliloquys
scribbled from heaven,
listen to
meteors talk.
#moonmystic #AugustFalls20 #Poetryin13
Conjure a summer song
On quirky evenings
Neath starlight storms
For survival,
Ending tears
Spoiling pieces of you,
Singing replicated
Intonations
Over silhouettes
Nautical
And within me,
Losing who we were to who I am & will be.
#SalemVerse #acrostic #moonmystic #MelancholyVerse