March 10th 2026
Osteospermum
March 10th 2026
Osteospermum
there are moments
when the field
is only a field
and then
without warning
it becomes
the measure
of all that will go on
without us
#poetry
i linger, nose to neck
warm wobble air woo middle March
dark eyed sparrows at my windows
lemon and orange peels in bowls
rose incense burning, candles lit
books opened randomly
i finger lean on words like i was supposed to
and for a few distracted moments
i fall further into a thought of you
πβοΈ
birdsong buoys
especially when Winter begins to break
what if Riyadh nukes Tehran
(w/American tech through Russian/IDF intermediaries)
does lap dog white hat take a bow
or salute or some other sobriquet
we are getting to the point where
no one can take seriously
anything being transmitted by corporate means
the money launderers run all the shows
now into the sunny, warm remains of the morning
before the rains come and hint at further falling snow...
it wasn't being modest
saying no thank you to plaudits and flowers
it was anxiety over the attention they brought
i never understood these kinds of cycles of praise
finding raising self worth, a much sturdier house
than any wings i waxed on
before leaping into the sky
to get my shine #emoetry
Beneath my bonny
& modest exterior,
amid the vines
& weeds of me,
the lycanthrope hidesβ
waiting, watching,
for the moon
at night
her fierce eyes shine
with all
the day denies
she remembers
that quiet is a habit
& howls a battlecry
from a soul
loud as thunder.
#vss365 #bonny
we were given no indication or quarter
the future we were being told was stealing now
and yesterday couldn't be bothered putting limbs back on
so we traversed sorrows and found joy as lonely as we were before we found community was communicating unity
some wear and a bonny heart required #vss365
While things are lovely here at #vss365, I'm still waiting for harmony in my home. Blending cat households after caring for my father has proved to be a challenge. Still, I love my newest kitty and all her quirks. In her honor, the March 11 #prompt is #bonny.
can harmony be lifeless
no one could answer the query
posed by the erratic blocking
the narrow slot canyon
you humans see what you want to see
then shoehorn explanations backwards
to fit your need to have order or some semblance of
like mashed potatoes and gravy
comfort food #vss365 #emoetry
Emoetry prompt for 3/11 is #modest #writingcommunity #poetry
#Emoetry prompt for 3/11 is #modest
#writingcommunity #poetry
Emoetry prompt 3/10 is #Lifeless #writingcommunity #poetry
#Emoetry prompt 3/10 is #Lifeless
#writingcommunity #poetry
Windswept dunes
agitating hotness surge
in the sunbaked desert,
faint beetles scuttle
under rippled sands,
incensed fennec foxes
vanish behind the tamarisk tree,
delicate mariposa-lily
spellbound by budding oasis
drifting soft towards it
a haven in the heat.
#vss365 #inkmine #BSPP51 #emoetry #poem
Molise 2026
#Molise #Frosolone #Italy #CityScape #Photography #ClassicMono #Monochrome #FujiFilm #GFX100ii #EastCoastKin
blue hour awakening
bird song buoys...
the Hudson River tonight
just South of the Green Island bridge...
MONDAYβS THUNDER IS...
#poetry
#prompt
#solseed ‡οΈ
#spokenword
#poetrylovers
#emoetry jolted
#OurPoetryX ‡οΈ
#moonmystic ‡οΈ
#WIPsnips screw
#vssdaily awning
#firewords280 ‡οΈ
#2wordprompt ‡οΈ
#bravewrite motif
#vss365 lightning
#bedroomeyes ‡οΈ
#poetrycommunity
#wildwalkprompt skin
#ThingsToWriteAbout ‡οΈ
When the sun
sinks through a veil of gentle haze
and my eyes meet her
without pain
I understand
how the world asks us
only to be still
to receive
and to return
to harmony
#Nature #Naturephotography
#Naturelovers #Photography
#Trees #Sunset
#Naturewisdom #Thoughts
#Vss365 #Harmony #Poetry
a global dialogue
rustling
gathering volume
justice
community
personhood
and identity
imperatives for humanity
#OurPoetryX
#Micropoetry
had we the choice
we may have stayed stardust
not even the sorrows
nor shadows darkening
the corners of mouths
we dwell here
inside the hours
breathing before dawn
for we are weary of hate and fear
#micropoetry #poet #poetry #writerslife
Passing storm over Allt yr Esgair seen from Blaen-Onneu Quarry. Brecon Beacons, South Wales.
#photography
βYouβre sure in a good mood.β
βI am! The world may be going crazy, but here, in my heart, I feel only peace & #harmony.β
βYou musta had some breakthrough on your research project. What was it again?β
βI had to do research on mushrooms. In the future, Iβll do all my research this way.β
#vss365
Hudson River at Green Island bridge
the water level
is a muddy high
this bright morning...
ciao π¨βπ³
a walk to work
in redolent air
blessings bright
blessings bare
tags on my return
until again
The responses to #vss365 for lightning fairly sang with creativity. It's a pleasure to be part of a group that is so talented and gets along so well together. I'd like to buy you all a soft drink to enjoy as you contemplate the March 10 #prompt: #harmony.
through wood and stream
and conical hives, honeycombed
we process the prophecies
wide expanses of sky
a great place to picnic
up for the down stroke
mirror mythologies
children of the Sun
waiting to be born
like sate saint taste
midnight moon
theater windows and
a smear of warm camembert
handfuls of you
pulses of me
scalloping garden edges
an ocean in the dust
in the raw, ready spill of Earth
we steal a moment
caught with an almost
inside an oddly warm day
a slow kiss unlocking time
like rain does
when we sow
what poems do
after a long Winter...
it's going to snow again of course
but for a few days, ample sunshine
the warm skin of scent remembered...