over.
Steal flight from
a wing.
Smother me in
#darkness
Take breath from
my lung.
Patient still
as I listen.
For a Spring
that never comes.
Shadows gather
ever closer.
Dreaded feeling
that I’m done.
Endless night my
only companion.
Even with the rise
of sun.
#vss365 #poem #poet
like water from matted furs
drinking in dawn light
dreams still struggling to stay
keeping dark thoughts at bay
#vss365 dark #tanka -ish
#smallpoem #micropoem
#poetry
like water from matted furs
drinking in dawn light
dreams still struggling to stay
keeping dark thoughts at bay
#vss365 dark #tanka -ish
#smallpoem #micropoem
#poetry
Encapsulated in her bud
Keenly attended
Nourished to grow
The care
In how you twine
And the Moon’s joy
In how you grow
Reaching
At the darkness
Between North’s
Highest stars
Remember all thy mothers
Remember the tenderness
In their murmurs
Remember the rhyme
As you climb
#vss365
Encapsulated in her bud
Keenly attended
Nourished to grow
The care
In how you twine
And the Moon’s joy
In how you grow
Reaching
At the darkness
Between North’s
Highest stars
Remember all thy mothers
Remember the tenderness
In their murmurs
Remember the rhyme
As you climb
#vss365
“That may be the case,Sir,but why take us on an expedition through a haunted wood at midnight?”
“I needed some fresh air, you insolent twat!”
#vss365
— where vision is disciplined
The #dark is not the enemy of sight;
it is its instructor
By withholding excess,
night teaches discernment—
how to listen for shape,
to trust outline over glare,
and to discover that clarity,
like courage,
often arrives
after illumination steps aside.
— where vision is disciplined
The #dark is not the enemy of sight;
it is its instructor
By withholding excess,
night teaches discernment—
how to listen for shape,
to trust outline over glare,
and to discover that clarity,
like courage,
often arrives
after illumination steps aside.
The #dark aesthetic
looks back at now—
at black stacks of half
squares also known as
triangular pairs. Darker
still, it's February 2026
and chill. We slip nights
under blue folded chairs
like mail to open as soon
as someone cares about
heirs & fabricating closure.
Part 43
Chapter 7
Å change of pace, let these boys know more about eachother.
Chapter 6 is now on the blog:)
#writingcommunity
#vss365
#vssfantasy
#vssdaily
#vssmagic
#emoetry
#WIPSnips
#weirdmicro
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Text in ALT
Part 43
Chapter 7
Å change of pace, let these boys know more about eachother.
Chapter 6 is now on the blog:)
#writingcommunity
#vss365
#vssfantasy
#vssdaily
#vssmagic
#emoetry
#WIPSnips
#weirdmicro
Follow along in my blog at chrissolbooks.com weekly
Text in ALT
we dance in puddles, laughing—
rain can’t ruin us
#vss365 #prompt #writingprompt #dark #poems #poetry #micropoetry #poets #senryu #poetrycommunity #writing #writingcommunity #writersky @nathanbrazil.bsky.social
we dance in puddles, laughing—
rain can’t ruin us
#vss365 #prompt #writingprompt #dark #poems #poetry #micropoetry #poets #senryu #poetrycommunity #writing #writingcommunity #writersky @nathanbrazil.bsky.social
We are in the dark
It is part of us
Visible light a narrow bandwidth
Some 400 nanometers thick
All the rest is invisible to us
If we blink, sleep or look in one direction
We miss everything else that's going on
It's wonderful, a mystery
Tonight I drink
I'll raise a glass to the light
“The witch has killed me,” he said, through smiling blue lips, knowing she would burn.
#vss365
worn scripts fall into ruin
as their gazes touch
#vss365 #prompt #writingprompt #touch #poems #poetry #micropoetry #senryu #writing #writersky @nathanbrazil.bsky.social
worn scripts fall into ruin
as their gazes touch
#vss365 #prompt #writingprompt #touch #poems #poetry #micropoetry #senryu #writing #writersky @nathanbrazil.bsky.social