Mary Margaret Brindha
@blondie16bear.bsky.social
Published Author, Writer & Poet. Lover of books, art, music, cooking and gardening. " Open your heart wide to Wisdom & Knowledge " - is my sacred scribbling.
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November 30, 2025 at 2:29 PM
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There’s a river of darkness
Flowing through my veins
Blackens my daydreams
Sinks my soul
To out of reach depths
Through to the #last of the empties
Because without you
Moon stars sun blur into one
These are my never more hours
#vss365
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Flowing through my veins
Blackens my daydreams
Sinks my soul
To out of reach depths
Through to the #last of the empties
Because without you
Moon stars sun blur into one
These are my never more hours
#vss365
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November 30, 2025 at 9:33 AM
There’s a river of darkness
Flowing through my veins
Blackens my daydreams
Sinks my soul
To out of reach depths
Through to the #last of the empties
Because without you
Moon stars sun blur into one
These are my never more hours
#vss365
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Flowing through my veins
Blackens my daydreams
Sinks my soul
To out of reach depths
Through to the #last of the empties
Because without you
Moon stars sun blur into one
These are my never more hours
#vss365
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Storm they caution ; before crossing my #threshold. Not a #matter at all said Tim.
Let's meet by next Sunday morning for many important things and various discussions.
You are my Advocate,hence you have all rights to call & text me anytime as well chuckled Keith, feel free.
#vss365
#Bravewrite
Let's meet by next Sunday morning for many important things and various discussions.
You are my Advocate,hence you have all rights to call & text me anytime as well chuckled Keith, feel free.
#vss365
#Bravewrite
November 30, 2025 at 2:01 AM
Storm they caution ; before crossing my #threshold. Not a #matter at all said Tim.
Let's meet by next Sunday morning for many important things and various discussions.
You are my Advocate,hence you have all rights to call & text me anytime as well chuckled Keith, feel free.
#vss365
#Bravewrite
Let's meet by next Sunday morning for many important things and various discussions.
You are my Advocate,hence you have all rights to call & text me anytime as well chuckled Keith, feel free.
#vss365
#Bravewrite
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20-year-old West Virginia National Guard member, Sarah Beckstrom, died a day after volunteering to serve in DC so that others could enjoy Thanksgiving with their families. She deserves our gratitude, not political exploitation by a shameless president who scapegoats immigrants to swell his power.
November 28, 2025 at 2:09 PM
20-year-old West Virginia National Guard member, Sarah Beckstrom, died a day after volunteering to serve in DC so that others could enjoy Thanksgiving with their families. She deserves our gratitude, not political exploitation by a shameless president who scapegoats immigrants to swell his power.
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Moon vulnerability darling
charm bauble bubble laughing
y'said daisy maybe head tiltingly
there was hinted at talon come correct
i inspected our leap, knew not to know
swept broom threshold nervousness
left ventricle suite heartbeats
timpani pleated wings
falling is flying limbed we #emoetry
charm bauble bubble laughing
y'said daisy maybe head tiltingly
there was hinted at talon come correct
i inspected our leap, knew not to know
swept broom threshold nervousness
left ventricle suite heartbeats
timpani pleated wings
falling is flying limbed we #emoetry
November 29, 2025 at 2:36 PM
Moon vulnerability darling
charm bauble bubble laughing
y'said daisy maybe head tiltingly
there was hinted at talon come correct
i inspected our leap, knew not to know
swept broom threshold nervousness
left ventricle suite heartbeats
timpani pleated wings
falling is flying limbed we #emoetry
charm bauble bubble laughing
y'said daisy maybe head tiltingly
there was hinted at talon come correct
i inspected our leap, knew not to know
swept broom threshold nervousness
left ventricle suite heartbeats
timpani pleated wings
falling is flying limbed we #emoetry
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the air is dusky
the paths strewn
with dark orange leaves
it is the season of patience
and a hundred reveries
where late autumn remnants gather into their own
#matter of longing
#vss365 #poetry #blueskypoets
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the paths strewn
with dark orange leaves
it is the season of patience
and a hundred reveries
where late autumn remnants gather into their own
#matter of longing
#vss365 #poetry #blueskypoets
📸 T. Teeluck
November 29, 2025 at 3:32 PM
the air is dusky
the paths strewn
with dark orange leaves
it is the season of patience
and a hundred reveries
where late autumn remnants gather into their own
#matter of longing
#vss365 #poetry #blueskypoets
📸 T. Teeluck
the paths strewn
with dark orange leaves
it is the season of patience
and a hundred reveries
where late autumn remnants gather into their own
#matter of longing
#vss365 #poetry #blueskypoets
📸 T. Teeluck
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You matter
despite the pull
of nervous chatter
that reverberates
inside your shaking skull.
You may look
at every falling raindrop
looking for reasons
to kiss armageddon
but your lips
shiver
as the sky cracks,
revealing
a worth like bees
that expands
beyond dark energy.
#vss365 #emoetry #poetry
despite the pull
of nervous chatter
that reverberates
inside your shaking skull.
You may look
at every falling raindrop
looking for reasons
to kiss armageddon
but your lips
shiver
as the sky cracks,
revealing
a worth like bees
that expands
beyond dark energy.
#vss365 #emoetry #poetry
November 29, 2025 at 2:32 PM
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torn and frayed matter
each scar an experience
beauty that endures
#vss365 #Matter #Haiku #Senryu #Micropoetry #Poetry #Photography #Nature #Insects #Butterflies #Butterfly #EasternTigerSwallowtail #Flowers #Beauty #Buddleja #ImageAndVerse #Haiga
each scar an experience
beauty that endures
#vss365 #Matter #Haiku #Senryu #Micropoetry #Poetry #Photography #Nature #Insects #Butterflies #Butterfly #EasternTigerSwallowtail #Flowers #Beauty #Buddleja #ImageAndVerse #Haiga
November 29, 2025 at 2:21 PM
torn and frayed matter
each scar an experience
beauty that endures
#vss365 #Matter #Haiku #Senryu #Micropoetry #Poetry #Photography #Nature #Insects #Butterflies #Butterfly #EasternTigerSwallowtail #Flowers #Beauty #Buddleja #ImageAndVerse #Haiga
each scar an experience
beauty that endures
#vss365 #Matter #Haiku #Senryu #Micropoetry #Poetry #Photography #Nature #Insects #Butterflies #Butterfly #EasternTigerSwallowtail #Flowers #Beauty #Buddleja #ImageAndVerse #Haiga
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When we attended
your friend's wedding
it was going fine,
we laughed
before the toast
but as the speech
wore on, we heard
the word "forever"
more than once
when we locked eyes
we felt the crack,
a crystalline fracture
soon to turn
to shattered glass
the moment—
like shards
piercing my heart.
your friend's wedding
it was going fine,
we laughed
before the toast
but as the speech
wore on, we heard
the word "forever"
more than once
when we locked eyes
we felt the crack,
a crystalline fracture
soon to turn
to shattered glass
the moment—
like shards
piercing my heart.
November 29, 2025 at 2:30 PM
When we attended
your friend's wedding
it was going fine,
we laughed
before the toast
but as the speech
wore on, we heard
the word "forever"
more than once
when we locked eyes
we felt the crack,
a crystalline fracture
soon to turn
to shattered glass
the moment—
like shards
piercing my heart.
your friend's wedding
it was going fine,
we laughed
before the toast
but as the speech
wore on, we heard
the word "forever"
more than once
when we locked eyes
we felt the crack,
a crystalline fracture
soon to turn
to shattered glass
the moment—
like shards
piercing my heart.
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Now that I am older, Kaya no longer intervenes to save me from punishments, other than request that I be given water, protein bars, and bathroom breaks while caged in the crate. To make #matters worse, my fellow cadets come and poke me with rods or toss the crate around.
#vss365
#vss365
November 29, 2025 at 2:37 PM
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The eagles feather's was
Her #threshold to eternity
Extremist tried to topple down
With vengeance and greed
" #Matters of hatred circulated "
Marking her worthless of all
In raw languages and rumours
From early morning dew drops
To midnight misty, fumbling talks
#vss365
#Bravewrite
Her #threshold to eternity
Extremist tried to topple down
With vengeance and greed
" #Matters of hatred circulated "
Marking her worthless of all
In raw languages and rumours
From early morning dew drops
To midnight misty, fumbling talks
#vss365
#Bravewrite
November 29, 2025 at 12:46 PM
The eagles feather's was
Her #threshold to eternity
Extremist tried to topple down
With vengeance and greed
" #Matters of hatred circulated "
Marking her worthless of all
In raw languages and rumours
From early morning dew drops
To midnight misty, fumbling talks
#vss365
#Bravewrite
Her #threshold to eternity
Extremist tried to topple down
With vengeance and greed
" #Matters of hatred circulated "
Marking her worthless of all
In raw languages and rumours
From early morning dew drops
To midnight misty, fumbling talks
#vss365
#Bravewrite
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The firefish school around them, ablaze and swimming through the night air.
“Will they hurt us?” Ian asks.
“Not intentionally,” Mula says, “but we’re trapped ‘till dawn. We’ll have to camp here.”
The young witch sits beside the squire. “But, what handsome company.”
#SciFanSat #vss #sff
“Will they hurt us?” Ian asks.
“Not intentionally,” Mula says, “but we’re trapped ‘till dawn. We’ll have to camp here.”
The young witch sits beside the squire. “But, what handsome company.”
#SciFanSat #vss #sff
November 29, 2025 at 12:34 PM
The firefish school around them, ablaze and swimming through the night air.
“Will they hurt us?” Ian asks.
“Not intentionally,” Mula says, “but we’re trapped ‘till dawn. We’ll have to camp here.”
The young witch sits beside the squire. “But, what handsome company.”
#SciFanSat #vss #sff
“Will they hurt us?” Ian asks.
“Not intentionally,” Mula says, “but we’re trapped ‘till dawn. We’ll have to camp here.”
The young witch sits beside the squire. “But, what handsome company.”
#SciFanSat #vss #sff
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November 28, 2025 at 1:42 PM
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November 29, 2025 at 8:32 AM
