Will you defy
the dignity that #decorum demands
of you in the celestial sky

In your gaze... Volupté...
A call for secret, silent rebellion

#vss365

your laughter
in a rainy garden
winter viburnum

#DailyHaikuPrompt (viburnum)
#prompt #haiku

They ask me
to leave a light on—

its glow pooling
across the empty floor

a #latent warmth clings
to the walls

fingers of shadow
trace what once was

their whispers,
minted in shadow,

brushing silence—
too soft to answer.

#vss365 #FromOneLine

The water in your body is just visiting. It was a thunderstorm a week ago. It will be the ocean soon enough. Most of your cells come and go like morning dew. We are more weather pattern than stone monument. Sunlight on mist. Summer lightning. Your choices outweigh your substance.

#poetry

The Marigold Bridge

FIRST GRAVE ON THE RIGHTx COCO
Araceli, born with a gift, can speak to the ancestors during Day of the Dead, but her father isn’t coming through. Could he still be still alive?

Favorite holiday food: Pan de muerto
Favorite song: La Llorona

#A #C #MR #CHEERPIT #Q

∴devotion claws wild,
feral as the frost-wind’s howl—
moon offers its glow ∴

#vss365
#poetsofbluesky
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#micropoetry
#poem

Beneath the trees, in shadows dim,
Danced fungi friends on mycelium.
Their caps were bright, their spores astray,
A jubilant choir of happy decay.

#vss365
(mycelium)

The #mycelium crept beneath the forest floor, unseen but alive. At night, I still feel it in my dreams—threads weaving into my veins, roots whispering secrets I was never meant to hear.

#vss365 #FlashFiction #DarkFiction #HorrorLit #GothicAesthetic #prompt #amwriting

There are no stars anymore
just the hum of satellites
their orbits etched in glass.

A #tardigrade clings
to the edge of existence,
its microscopic might
defying the frost of silence.

We used to wish on comets --
now, our wishes drift
in the static of endless screens.

#vss365 #FromOneLine

The yule worms are bursting through the frigid topsoil, wrapped in fleshy tinsel, warbling arcane carols at the moon.

damned from the start
angry Neptune
trident stirring

shipmates
to each his own

no siren song
no mer

splintered wood
sucked down the abyss

watery graves
fish feeding

except one
clinging to a skerry

'water, water, everywhere'

#vss365 #poetry #BkueskyPoetry