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You burned through the forest
grove, where spring moaned
with gusto—raw, longing, wild

Your smile slipped between
trees, or teased from the full
moon’s scattered pearls

Your gaze flared through
blue leaves, and

a pink curl—bold—dared
to echo the flush of your
untamed, blushing cheeks

~ 𝓩𝓪𝔂𝓷𝓪𝓫
June 4, 2025 at 4:07 PM
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"Anyone who ever let me in his body or arms I still feel grateful to. That's why so many of my friends are old lovers, I suppose. And that includes, these days, dying and dead friends as well, to whom the flesh, my flesh, still connects me."

Edmund White, The Beautiful Room is Empty, 1988
June 4, 2025 at 11:14 AM
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bee-puzzled roses
in your peach deeps and harbours
always afternoon
June 2, 2025 at 9:48 PM
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#Strait

My head and my heart
Are prone, are prone
As I am - to disagree
And me afloat
In a fragile boat
Between these raging seas
Am blown, am swept
Salt burned and wrecked
Pray set my spirit free
To spend my days
On gentler waves
Content in my totality

#vss365
June 3, 2025 at 4:47 PM
For reasons which
May never become clear
I have lived from regret to regret
Burning blue occupants of yet
Unnamed and uncharted constellations
That speak in the voices of the dead
And of the yet unborn
In them something beckons
and I am left
Stargazing with ghosts #poem #poetry
June 3, 2025 at 5:54 PM
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at the end of the path
the overpowering scent
of flowers on a thorn bush

#Haiku by Yosa Buson (1716-1783)
(from book Classic Haiku, Tom Lowenstein, 2007)
#poetry
June 1, 2025 at 3:30 PM
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[Jotted on the score card of a 1972 Met's game]
appeal to authority:
the moon is on your side
and frankly,
i trust her

[Slipped into the pocket of a flannel shirt with a note that smells faintly of rain]
anecdotal evidence:
someone once loved someone
in this shirt-
it could happen again
#renku
June 1, 2025 at 4:00 PM
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#sunbeam

Here at childhoods end
Still I find
I can feign and pretend
That the sky, deftly lit
Can stir my heart yet
And the smile on my face
Hardly offers a hint
Of the weight in my soul
That falls

Like a sunbeam

On nothing at all

#vss365
June 1, 2025 at 4:37 PM
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when the shores
gave her right form
her river ran to the ocean

a flock of ravens
helped her
mark what was closest
& drink from what was farthest

when dusk leaned in
instead of turning away
she drew light
from purple edges
rooting time
into #vision
of the journey itself

#vss365 #poetry 📸 N. Taylor
May 30, 2025 at 10:28 AM
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the poppy chooses
to blaze red against the gloom
vision without flame
at the edge of night she waits
quiet in her certainty

#vss365 #vision #NaTankaMo #choice #MayTanka #tanka #poetry #nature
May 30, 2025 at 5:04 PM
A faded plastic statue of the Virgin Mary
taped to the dashboard of his green El Dorado
Alligator takes pains to make sure
his satin shirt doesn't wrinkle
his oil soaked boots against the pedal
he progresses against all measure and
He wanders outside the realm
"Of Saturn Devouring His Son"
By Goya
May 30, 2025 at 2:46 PM
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satin drapes shelter
a half-light rests in the room
whispers curl like smoke
the clock has forgotten time
heat pooling beneath the skin

#tankaThursday #shelter #tanka #blueskypoets
May 29, 2025 at 9:51 AM
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sleep on a journey
then you will understand my poem
autumn winds

#haiku poems of Matsuo Basho between 1684-1688
translator: Jane Reichhold
#poetry
May 28, 2025 at 2:06 PM
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Love is like an echo.
You can hear it.
At times, you can feel it.
but can't grasp onto it.
As you pour your heart out to be set on fire within.
Only to be left with ambers in the dark.

#poetry
May 28, 2025 at 9:23 PM
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May 28, 2025 at 4:21 PM
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unpopular opinion maybe but posting online is writing. It’s not marketing. It’s not strategy. It’s literature in public.
May 28, 2025 at 10:16 PM
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May 28, 2025 at 2:47 AM
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I moan your name
in the glitch between wild sighs,

a brass-laced fire
branding my starving lips.

I hunt the shimmer
of your shadow,
fingers ripping time’s velvet.

Each syllable—a snowy rose,
a brutal bloom of strength,

devoured again and again
until silence screams for mercy

~ 𝓩𝓪𝔂𝓷𝓪𝓫
May 28, 2025 at 8:01 PM
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Lithe fingers hold tight
A slender swan neck throbbing
A quick snap, no fight

#haikuhorrorprompt
#vsshorror
May 28, 2025 at 8:10 PM