Bone frame set to crumble
Yet still you rise and take
As though fate can fumble
Counting allotted days
Another breath indrawn
When wearied time does say
Tomorrow comes no dawn
Yet you rise, arms outstretched
Like a sweet promise kept
#sensewrds 171
Bone frame set to crumble
Yet still you rise and take
As though fate can fumble
Counting allotted days
Another breath indrawn
When wearied time does say
Tomorrow comes no dawn
Yet you rise, arms outstretched
Like a sweet promise kept
#sensewrds 171
Roll empty with changing winds
Nests and bellies nearly filled
We await the oncoming storm
#sensewrds 171
Roll empty with changing winds
Nests and bellies nearly filled
We await the oncoming storm
#sensewrds 171
suffer the same fate
but the world really did fall away
in your arms
our love was a protection
with no need for direction
but reality runs
nipping at your heels
to escape with your life
you let me fall away
you needed your arms
and all
I wish
there was more to say
#SenseWrds 171
suffer the same fate
but the world really did fall away
in your arms
our love was a protection
with no need for direction
but reality runs
nipping at your heels
to escape with your life
you let me fall away
you needed your arms
and all
I wish
there was more to say
#SenseWrds 171
trapped in
yesterday's room
while building
tomorrow's door
I am nautilus,
painting my
own mausoleum
one day found
on renewed shore
#ChamberedNautilus #SenseWrds #WritingCommunity Prompt 171
Shell
Embracing
Inevitable
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trapped in
yesterday's room
while building
tomorrow's door
I am nautilus,
painting my
own mausoleum
one day found
on renewed shore
#ChamberedNautilus #SenseWrds #WritingCommunity Prompt 171
of what I am
there is still passion
lurking there—
a dormant strand.
It's when his hand
reaches out to mine
that I feel my spark
once again
ignite to flame
& I hear my heart
beating fast—
still wild,
alive,
untamed.
#sensewrds
#Prompt 171
Shell
Embracing
Inevitable
of what I am
there is still passion
lurking there—
a dormant strand.
It's when his hand
reaches out to mine
that I feel my spark
once again
ignite to flame
& I hear my heart
beating fast—
still wild,
alive,
untamed.
#sensewrds
#Prompt 171
Shell
Embracing
Inevitable
#sensewrds #writing #prompt #creativewriting
@sensewords.bsky.social
Shell
Embracing
Inevitable
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#sensewrds #writing #prompt #creativewriting
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straining in the wind
my boughs pushed to the limits
You might not notice
the coiling sinews of nature
or hear when the wind plays
a hypnotic tune
Prompt 172
Invisible
Branches
Intertwining
#SenseWrds
straining in the wind
my boughs pushed to the limits
You might not notice
the coiling sinews of nature
or hear when the wind plays
a hypnotic tune
Prompt 172
Invisible
Branches
Intertwining
#SenseWrds
You would #dapple
Words
Never quite
Speak the truth
But also not
Outright lie
The grey
In-between
The muted bits
No one said
In polite company
An elephant print
Instead of
The entire beast
And I met those, too
With knife and fork
Because the only way
Through was
One bite
At a time
I whispered
to the roots
of the trees—
please,
find him for me
I gave to them
an ember of soul,
one tiny spark,
so they'd know
how to find
its match
on the breeze—
an answering call
sent from a soul
burning brightly
as my own
& thus
the first stitch,
of two souls
woven
into one.
I whispered
to the roots
of the trees—
please,
find him for me
I gave to them
an ember of soul,
one tiny spark,
so they'd know
how to find
its match
on the breeze—
an answering call
sent from a soul
burning brightly
as my own
& thus
the first stitch,
of two souls
woven
into one.
and taps
and taps.
one day, his carapace
will break.
what she finds inside —
soft and vulnerable,
dessicating naked —
needs what it cannot say.
at great risk,
that is what she offers.
#SenseWrds n.171
and taps
and taps.
one day, his carapace
will break.
what she finds inside —
soft and vulnerable,
dessicating naked —
needs what it cannot say.
at great risk,
that is what she offers.
#SenseWrds n.171
And ends and begins
Under skin it moves and
Flows, it knows the way
It stays for a while, behind
The eyes, the smile widens
Vile and translucent, you
Meant to hold tighter, a
Soul lighter as you pass
The mirror looks back as
Your blood turns to glass
#SenseWrds 172
#poetry
And ends and begins
Under skin it moves and
Flows, it knows the way
It stays for a while, behind
The eyes, the smile widens
Vile and translucent, you
Meant to hold tighter, a
Soul lighter as you pass
The mirror looks back as
Your blood turns to glass
#SenseWrds 172
#poetry
above the motel
evening star
#vssdaily #motel
#WriteMap #star
#Haiku #HaikuSaturday #micropoetry
above the motel
evening star
#vssdaily #motel
#WriteMap #star
#Haiku #HaikuSaturday #micropoetry
Invisible
Branches
Intertwining
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Invisible
Branches
Intertwining
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if this is just weather
the north's whipping winds
will turn south & warm once again
or if I am doomed
to memories stirred
by a lingering smell
that fades over time
destined to weep
on the day I decide
your scent is gone
but my heart tells me
I must become
a man of faith
#SenseWrds 169
if this is just weather
the north's whipping winds
will turn south & warm once again
or if I am doomed
to memories stirred
by a lingering smell
that fades over time
destined to weep
on the day I decide
your scent is gone
but my heart tells me
I must become
a man of faith
#SenseWrds 169
the roots of dead beach grass
holding on
it’s getting harder to know
where I begin or end
#imageandverse #TankaPoem
#tanka #haiku #nature #poem
#LakeMichigan #scape
#dailyhaikuprompt (winter grass)
the roots of dead beach grass
holding on
it’s getting harder to know
where I begin or end
#imageandverse #TankaPoem
#tanka #haiku #nature #poem
#LakeMichigan #scape
#dailyhaikuprompt (winter grass)