Ilis Trudie

Book cover for Woke to Joy by Ilis Trudie Palmer with an award badge that reads 2025 NYC Big Book Award Distinguished Favorite. The cover features a golden-orange sunset, a single purple rose, and the subtitle “Poetry: Journeys, Memory, and the Self.”

#WokeToJoy🥳
#Booksky

Skin deep in death
of the flesh,
your energy
continues to enthrall me
as you shape-shift around me
teasing;
Tormented, I escape to the sea
to renew my spirit
and cleanse my soul
now made whole;
I throw my face to the sky,
and laugh at death.

#vss365
#shape

the shape of things to come möbius strip
#vss365 #monoku #monoryu

*CHICHI CLUBS & WINE CORKS* 🍷

#tanka
#poem
#poetry
#prompt
#writesky
#Skypoets
#micropoetry
#poetrylovers
#blueskypoets
#writingprompt
#vssdaily #cork
#vss365 #shape
#poetrycommunity
#blueskyrelay #skyscraper
#2wordprompt #after #stream

*Volume On, Please* 😃 👋🏾

#poem

not planted
yet something took root—
a #shape
i worked around
as if it belonged
as if
absence
were part of the plan
all along

#vss365

Between the sheets
A plan takes #shape
In a hero's mask
And shiny cape
You'll save me
From a sinful life
Make of me
an honest wife
But down the road
We'd both regret
My truest self
You've never met
Don't save me please
Just let me be
Or fall in love
With all of me

#vss365 ✍️
#writersofbluesky

night wind lifts
the hem of the field-
roots tangled like lovers
#haiku #poetry

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Small cracks
In a devilish smile
A protective barrier
compromised,
Sighs of pleasure
Will turn to pain
If she dares allow
Him
Back again.

#small
#vss365

"Failure is an opportunity. If you blame someone else, there is no end to the blame. Therefore the Master fulfills her own obligations and corrects her own mistakes. She does what she needs to do and demands nothing of others." tao te ching, Stephen Mitchell translation

"Failure is an opportunity.
If you blame someone else,
there is no end to the blame.

Therefore the Master
fulfills her own obligations
and corrects her own mistakes.
She does what she needs to do
and demands nothing of others."

tao te ching, Stephen Mitchell translation

Fragility in,
An object so #small, precious,
A petal at bloom.

#vss365 - Small
#Haiku
#PoetrySky

Light smoke turned to dark smoke
signaling the destruction that caused the rebirth,
from the ashes a new being arose
with a new pair of wings and a single red rose,
sharing a message of loving each other
no time for war,
time for peace to be brokered.

#vss365
#single

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the words are never something to conjure
but rather what we bend an ear to

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Incompatible,
Not so much single, as a
Singularity.
#vss365 #single #haiku #poem #writing #writingcommunity

I agree 💯
Whichever feels right!
🥳🥳🥳

#StunDay

Beautiful images, Gabe.
Sometimes no purpose is The Purpose.
Not every incarnation's going to be bells and whistles, and money and power.
Sometimes we choose a lifetime of peace, love and learning.
💕💕💕

Twilight deep lavender sky with the hint of a moon against tall shrubbery in silhouette

Final dress rehearsal
for your funeral
as morbid thoughts flow,
reflecting a life that never had a full moon,
where burdens and hardships turn shades darker to the end;
Oh release, you leave
under the cover of the night
as crickets whisper in tall grass.

#vss365
#final

Waterfall cascades,
#Finality in the fall,
Reborn far below.

#vss365 - Final (Finality)
#Haiku
#PoetrySky

fade of day tuck wing roosting
an early crescent Moon
is a mother bird
a flowing cup
a loving word
we said nothing out loud
but our eyes and scents said much
we were adept at writing these
symphonic silences between us
saunter here, garden echo music there
warm biscuits poem-ed window sill

Is death the #final act
We rarely speak of it
For it strikes fear at our core
It questions purpose
It questions our existence
Are we something more
Then just molecules
And elements
When you look it in the eye
You hope for a gateway
But is it to more
Or nothing
???

#vss365 #poetry #poem #writing

Chapped lips
Days adrift on salty seas
Brine overload

#brine
#vss365

Trapped beneath flickering fluorescent lights, she swirled her lunch with a plastic fork, imagining it was the #brine of a distant sea instead of leftover salad dressing. The ocean called to her from a desktop wallpaper, cruel in its stillness. #vss365

Predatory pricing
The cost of her love
Daddy issues

#vss365
#predator

Looking over a canal last week at sunset, just as the golden sun was setting. It's rays shining through clouds just above the horizon. The still water of the canal reflecting the sky and tall grasses along the water's edge

Bright light will always banish the dark...pass it on 💛
#MeaninglessHashtag #MHClub

Are we writing words
humanity can't read,
singing songs we can't sing,
choreographing dances
we can't dance,
painting pictures we can't see?

Perhaps we should
sit naked with our souls
and admit
we're good at entertaining ourselves
with distractions
but not at getting along with each other.

#poetry