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#vss365 #prompt #dark
@Danielc55186873
fingers grasping rope
angels, fairies call me
strings of lustful hope
it is the #dark we seek
toss a pink slipper high
among my legs you peek
envy, nature is blushing
foreplay, nature’s child
I melt, my blood rushing
are you brave enough
to hold my hand in the dark
to face the fears that haunt me
are you strong enough
to bear the weight
of my shadows
will you stand with me
through the storms?
#poetry #microstory #mywords #becomingfragile #vss365
📸via Dark Beauty Mg.
A dark faceted jewel—chaos in prismatic hues—shiver-gleams in the void.
It's not instantly recognisable as a spirit shattered into countless pieces; a big bang core of necro stars screaming one pitch beyond hearing. This grim fate worse than death, offers no answers...
#vss365 15
#vss365 #prompt #east
@Danielc55186873
antlers strong, bent
roaming in the veins
of earth shadows
giant the spirit moose
spraying his grey mist
seeking refuge from
hoarfrost imminent
o-yan-do-ne flings his
cold rains upon earth
sun rising in the #east
frozen by a spirit beast
Sometimes I get this craving
to turn back around
and head #east.
Back to my roots.
But then I remember
that those roots were never nourished
so they died.
#vss365 #midjourney
We are twisted colors
wrapped in
double rainbow ties
fettered in pleasure
tangled in
unimagined ways
pale and bright ink
subtle and intense hues
explosive
chromatic
climax
in the making
#reevesroses
#septemberfalls22
#vss365
#vssdaily
Art-Fine Art America
Dawnlike, a false sun flickers to the east. It’s no Juliet; I have a powerful urge to blind my parietal eye.
There’s nothing sacred in the between, but I feel a taint of heresy now—inkblots shifting, a conspiracy of ill-lit ravens—before I can even interpret what I see.#vss365 14
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#RomanticArt By ..
#IreneBacchi
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#wholesome #love #poetry #romance #faith #integrity #holy #painting #picture #inspiration #amwriting #vss #justwrite #devotion
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#poem By ..
#twGerritsen
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#UmbrellaSmiles #heartsToheaven
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“My angel.. “
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Oh, #lambent flame of the unknown. I wait until the night is born from the wounds of my feet & my bones crack with love. I stretch my body between heaven & the bloom of the olive trees.
Amor, a verse from your lips & I can die.
#vss365
#poem #poetrytwitter
It colours my world with a lambent rouge; stained glass red afterglow, faded by a too distant sun. The latter makes me aware that I have infringed on the borders too long. The consequences will be dire, but I find myself unwilling to disappoint my client. Or to refund?
#vss365 12
Fuel
The blood of never knowing
Tending to the crying child
Tending to her mother
#vss365 #blood #art @Paintingwilbur