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A splash of life
swims
on the horizon,
drinking sky's showers
as the world
slowly dims.
Nothing more crisp
than gusts
twisting
with its silver,
dreams dancing away
with all that haunts
in mid winter.
Yet I feel
its cool
will follow into spring.
#SenseWrds #SlapDashSat #ShareWrit
Dragons perched
on sleepless clouds,
tails curled like rings
to forever bound,
alleviating thoughts
that anchor feet,
exonerating guilt
one needn't weep,
breathing magic
into the sun,
they light our days,
for good shall come.
#BlackDahliaProse #SlapDashSat #ShareWrit
Ice flooded my skin when I saw legs kicking from an industrial box, muffled screams plaguing my ears as memories of yesteryear's attack thickened the air. I'd fallen stuck in front of movers, too. #FeelLines #Thurds #AbThurd #ThursPeak #FlashThursday #WIPwordSearch #BraveWrite
Your supposedly special someones stay for a stage. Smiles change w/ the leaves & warm hands slip from reach. You wonder how you could've stoked missing sunrises & light abiding moons—but you were also a season. #IWrite2Music #TunesdayWriters #HumpDayWrite #TransWords #BraveWrite
Roots were trodden into drying earth and birds forgot their song. We measured how far the deathbed went, speaking to ourselves beyond the vanished lines we'd adopted when the sun lost her bold fire. Then a guitar appeared. #1lineWed #TalesNoir #WIPwordSearch #BardBits #vss365
She was the cynosure of all light in a room, casting sparks you could feel but never see. I thought I'd witnessed a breakthrough once in the cereal aisle—her resurrection—but only felt the emptiness of a complete stranger then. #TrickyTues #SFFAskew #TuesCalm #TransWords #vss365
Your love is abundant, subconsciously soft and willing yet outwardly bold at times. Thank you for accepting my smiles as adequate gratitude; and deepest sorries for being unable to paint more memories. #Better2sDay #BookishTues #FoodParty #WIPwordSearch #BardBits #BraveWrite
In the welkin
we walk
on the in between,
waking moon
and tucking sun
somewhere
beneath
our tootling feet.
A Sunday time falter
to help define
pulsing souls
who desire
no sound,
letting winds
brush
dancing breath
round.
#LilLuvStory #BraveWrite #TransWords #AprilFalls20 #Sunthing
A heavyweight purpose lifted from his lips, feathers quivering to sun-lined clouds. He can't hear their belittling anymore. They can't account for his choice without angering the devils as the earth cracks. #SinisterSunday #SunWIP #sunscribbles #WIPwordSearch #BardBits #vss365