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#vss365 1 The search would sweep the whole area, with extra attention given to zones having the densest population of visitors This would be the fountain square surrounded by food vendors and a stage set up for the “Dancing #Dears” (various school dance participants) at 12:00
Dear almost lover, From petals to pages, from journals to poems, from words to silence, We have lived and loved every bit of this. Now, distantly close, you are the moon I love, but almost. Yours, The aching soul. #vss365 #foxprose
#vss365 2/end “If this is a timed detonation, what do you think Sydney?” Hobbs puzzled “I’d say the Fountain Square between 11:30 and 1:00. People eating lunch and getting seats for those “Dancing #Dears” kids” “Bring the dogs back to the square”Hobbs radioed “Need a 3rd sweep”
It's easy to be glib when you've seen the dead unzipping their body bags, and climb into another, just so they could be with their lost lover. My wife places her hand on my shoulder, calling me to bed. I pat her bony fingers affectionately. "Yes, #dear. Soon." #vss365
to the edges of her life she will carry her childhood its fables & its tears all along her days it goes before her now hindering her step then opening the way singular eye of her early years holds at its source so that someday someone #dear above sees as she did #vss365 #rewrite
The #Phantom of the Bayou would strike after midnight. The gators' only warning came from the fireflies. When those #dear little creatures lit up the night sky, the gators knew to burrow up deep in the muddy bottom of the bayou. #vss365
The idea of putting on a love story charade for Zorla makes me sick to my stomach, but Montor is right. We need a plan. “What do you recommend? By the way, stop calling me ‘my #dear’. Call me by my name, please.” He raises his eyebrows. “Yes, my de…uhhh, Mina." #vss365
Can anyone please sponsor my blue tick for one year? 😭 I’ll write one poem every day for a month for whoever sponsors my blue tick. #vss365 #poetry #bluetick
A knife’s cold, silver mnemonic slides through the ribcage of trust.. a betrayal flavored with the almond scent of her skin. Oh #dear, how exquisitely that woman carves the pomegranate of my heart, spilling its stained, seedy secrets onto the aubergine rug. #vss365
Oh dear, oh dear, my dear rock, the Librarian said. You are no menace. You are a good friend. And I am more of a phantom said the little ghost Belle. #vss365 #dear
Melissa’s knuckles were as rough as a cat’s tongue. When she smiled she reminded me of a baboon. I led her gently to the gas meter. "Melissa, you’re very #dear to me," I whispered, "but if I ever catch you wearing my socks, I'll chop your feet off." #vss365
#vss365 #Dear Summer, When will you be home? Your clothes are still here—they were covered w/ dust but now I see your green dress outlined in the closet. You have lots of socks. Lawn needs mowing. Perfume bottles are lined up. Your collection of feathers sing like old postcards.
It took years, I found her in the most unlikely place But she’s the love of my life Today, I hold her close, my #dear Susan The quiet certainty in chaos The lighthouse in my storm #vss365
When the night is near I look for my teddy bear, there is no dear one to tell bedtime stories, of fairies, witches, goblins, and pixies, there is just a fear of silent stares. ~ Daisy #vss365 #poetry #poetrycommunity #micropoetry
#vss365 #dear An old discarded letter pulled from the archive of years past: My Dear, I struggled at first with grasping you. I could not understand a lot of the aspects of you because it was not like anything I had ever known. However, what I chose to do was remove
Oh dear, oh dear, my dear rock, the Librarian said. You are no menace. You are a good friend. And I am more of a phantom said the little ghost Belle. #vss365 #dear
#Poem about my grandfather, who would get up early and tie candies to the trees in the town forest for us to find. #vss365 #prompt #dear #fairy #poems #poetry #poets #PoetryX #PoetryTwitter #PoetryLovers #Painting: “In Fairy-Land,” John Anster #Fitzgerald, 1865. #FairyTaleTuesday
Melissa’s knuckles were as rough as a cat’s tongue. When she smiled she reminded me of a baboon. I led her gently to the gas meter. "Melissa, you’re very #dear to me," I whispered, "but if I ever catch you wearing my socks, I'll chop your feet off." #vss365
dear techo with Sailor fountain pen I adore thy washi, watercolor, junk paper, how pretty, journaling catch-up is tasty for pen-frites and innocent friendship are secret dailies along with a new weekly where mildliners go to escape a capped reality #vss365
Her day began well-her list-held so #dear-doable. The Sun was shining & the birds had welcomed her into her garden. Of course that was in the morning-before the revised quote sent her off course.Worries worm But 2morrow is another day 2night she will put it all to bed #vss365
125.2 #vss365 #dear Dear silver-maned Wolf, luminous on my page, what happens to time whenever our golden eyes meet? I feel you might be a Nephilim after all. ▪️▪️▪️
#vss365 #Dear Summer, When will you be home? Your clothes are still here—they were covered w/ dust but now I see your green dress outlined in the closet. You have lots of socks. Lawn needs mowing. Perfume bottles are lined up. Your collection of feathers sing like old postcards.
to the edges of her life she will carry her childhood its fables & its tears all along her days it goes before her now hindering her step then opening the way singular eye of her early years holds at its source so that someday someone #dear above sees as she did #vss365 #rewrite
#vss365 You own nothing. Borrowed time, stolen kisses, rented headspace. To own is to try to control the cosmos, an amazing arrogance displayed by but one creature on Earth. You will be parted from everything you love and hold #dear. Time and entropy are cruel but final.
I died but I live on in your memories like a phantom every time you forget something I fade away one day when you forget everything I will be gone #vss365 #phantom
It's easy to be glib when you've seen the dead unzipping their body bags, and climb into another, just so they could be with their lost lover. My wife places her hand on my shoulder, calling me to bed. I pat her bony fingers affectionately. "Yes, #dear. Soon." #vss365
#vss365 2/end “If this is a timed detonation, what do you think Sydney?” Hobbs puzzled “I’d say the Fountain Square between 11:30 and 1:00. People eating lunch and getting seats for those “Dancing #Dears” kids” “Bring the dogs back to the square”Hobbs radioed “Need a 3rd sweep”
#vss365 Phantomb to phantomb: to continue occurring after the breath withdraws you exit the air celebrates your outline I speak and meaning remains unassigned conjugation is unstable I #phantom you #phantom it persists persists per- sists.
#vss365 oh what #affection you may carry, they falter against the quiet fire within my soul. I ask nothing- no tether no tremors, just a space tween your breath. this love is a quiet weight that chooses you, always❕ 🖤 #ωнιѕρєяѕ #FireWriters35 @BithiPaulAuthor
#vss365 Hear my cry Hear my curse Rise high In ululation Storms brew Thunder crashes #Lightning sparks My rage burns The lands for generations To hell And on to oblivion My love you mocked A woman scorned Now you’ll feel it’s damnation
affection absent he played the role of lover while I shined his mask ©️Aspen #BraveWrite #vss365 #affection #haiku #Poetry #Poet #Poem 🙏Thank you for your generosity & friendship. Holding you in my❤️🩹as we fight the good fight. My love always, Aspen 👇 youtu.be/r_8ydghbGSg?si…
#vss365 #FoxProse @FoxProse #loveletters💌 She the goddess, #hammers in the idea how fragile new love can be and her consort is an afternoon moon that teases. They're just living in the ordinary of quiet connections, like champagne of simple joys. He silences her tempest skies,
#vss365 #cat wild, feral independent impossible to love I am a cat I have loved many lives as hunger, as shadow, as breath, yet something ancient echoes between us for in each life i choose you 🖤 #ωнιѕρєяѕ
#vss365 #FoxProse @FoxProse #vssromance Molten rendezvous with a backseat romance lost to the rhythm of time, for it's a tender escape. He was enraptured by her icy blue #cat eyes while she was enchanted by how his night enthralls against a starlit sky caught by the tempest
#vss365 #jade a bird trills a mournful tune of torment the trees weep jade tears in silence the earth worn thin, bruised by faith forgotten the wind leans close whispering absence and in that breath, half-lost, nothing returns 💚 #ωнιѕρєяѕ Pic - Pinterest
#vss365 #FoxProse @FoxProse #moonmystic Tarot cards with #wolves on it call for a sinful redemption of indoor affections, a love for every lifetime to slide down where darkness swallows an afternoon teasing the coming twilight of a muted violet and a midnight indigo that
#vss365 #FoxProse @FoxProse #soulseedslove Cerulean eyes of #Jade, underneath a golden magic moonlight of a jazzy sky twilight. Working with quiet gentle hands, she pens your heart with enchanting tenderness. As a melodic illumination she dips into dusk's inkwell and softly
Shadows lean where the last light slips away The water remembers what the sky couldn’t stay Bare branches sketch whispers no one can hear A silence drifts close,yet never quite near Between what fades & what won’t be shown I breathe in #phantom hues I call my own #vss365 #poetry
#vss365 In the longest of moments It was his silence That spoke to me the loudest Until the sky above crashed A burning storm & my ears exploded in #fury At his still stubborn silence As time withered away & my soul I did pray Returns night & day A spectre dead alive to
#vss365 #wolves she learned to howl last. after the breaking, after the soft parts stopped asking why. silver breath on frozen air, she writes his name in vanishing ink like fog over the hills. now, even the wolves listen when she speaks. 🖤 #ωнιѕρєяѕ 📸 #Mine
#vss365 #FoxProse @FoxProse #Lunar eclipse of the heart, an afternoon moon teases with tenderness sweeter than silence, for her crescent shine is in full splendor, "How do we canvas it to azure skies?" It reminds me of a timeless love, a symbol with a celestial edge. "Love how
#vss365 my #fury wears perfume, answers softly, learns the room better than the room knows itself. it does not scream just archives.. every slight every scar. it smiles, as it changes the exit nothing broken, no one notices. except you now know I was never harmless. 🖤
enticed by the kiss sealed with his sweet sea foam froth my ocean now twists waxing and waning waves sought undulating love’s innocence ©️Aspen #BraveWrite #vss365 #haiku #seafoam #tanka #Poetry 🌊✨🩵✨🌊 Thank you for being here~ L, A🕊️ (sick~bbs) 👇 youtu.be/ko70cExuzZM?si…
#vss365 #affection #FoxProse @FoxProse life's garden a temple of textures rose petal thorn - love daisy, pastel force of affection #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity
#vss365 #FoxProse @FoxProse #Words slip hollow with no taste to your phrasing, tinder ignited by lightning and you become softer than silence. I know what you need a romantic rendezvous under an enchantment of moonlight with it's magnetic pull of metaphors, for she's a
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