They watched the #moonglade. It would usually be romantic but it was the last time they would do this together. It had been their tradition for 10 years. They looked at each other sadly. He wanted to say he had changed his mind about the divorce but he swallowed the words. They parted ways.

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#vss365 #poetry #surrealism #mentalhealth ‪

it’s like a daydream
gazing into your star-less eyes
wondering if I will ever make it home
and tripping over words
wanting to keep the peace
yet somehow making it worse;
you appear like #moonglade
a ghost I cling on to
and drop at the first hurdle.

I lick the glaze off the pastry,
the lake's #moonglade lighting
my quiet sin. I put the donuts
back in the box, and resume
delivery

#vss365 #poetry

Plutius laughed and shook his head. “Ulthoor, that is correct, but high king? This is Ulthoor the Shepherd. People like you treat names like a #moonglade. It is not a singular thing, it appears in all pools. Ulthoor the king came several hundreds of years after this one.” #vss365

"Sholmes,the shoppingbasket is full of bananas"

"And Geriarty?"

"Standing beside it"

"Did he pay?"

"No"

"Where's he going?"

"#Moonglade"

"Why?"

"He says bananas are essential for the journey"

"To the moon?"

"Apparently. He fears the moon has no snack bar"
#vss365

when i woke up
from my reveries
of you
of us,
i watched as
moonglade reflections
danced with love
on my river
of silent tears,
beautiful recollections
& falling echoes
of our happy days,
reminding me
that a part of you
will forever
be near.

#vss365 #moonglade
#poetry #poem

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from a burning star

speeding through a frigid void

to a dead orbiting rock

to the cool, flowing water of
a wet, spinning world

to my wondering eyes

#moonglade: light,
motion, life, miracle!

like fishing lines thrown
#moonglade tries to lure me
promises of home
amidst the lunar bright
away from the dirt and soil
promise of order, of rule
subordinate to other
rather would rot here
#vss365

Investigations found the tiny remnants of a fuel trail in the vacuum. A little molecular #moonglade, leading the Charon on the path of the big, destroyed ship’s trajectory. Easy missed, momentum would have made it indistinguishable eventually, but Dylan insisted they look.

It led nowhere.

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Rory followed the #moonglade across the waters of the lake, which was very conveniently nighttime for this quest, toward a waterfall at the far end.

There was always (not always) a hidden cave behind a waterfall. There always (not always) had to be. It was the lore, or something like that.

#vss365

‎Their prey has been seen crossing the #moonglade. The moonlight blues its hair. Above, the reeds gossip in the wind. Below, there is only pressure and the old silence. In the down deep, I find the cave where I go to make the world behave. ‎I found it as a child by nearly drowning. #vss365
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Too tired to see the moonglade,
you make up an example of one in your mind
for the briefest reflection of peace -
it's usually stitched in there
somewhere.
#vss365 #moonglade

a weavers delight
each #moonglade, a string of fate
one path visible
#vss365 #haiku

emerge from the trees
thirsting for calm, cool waters
struck by the #moonglade

#vss365 #haiku #writingcommunity #amwriting #haikufeels #poetry #InkMine #Dreamsong

Too bright!

The full orb’s #moonglade carved a path in the crystalline sea. Creatures cavorted below the surface as if buoyed by the unexpected light.

She would have preferred a less romantic setting. Still, attired all in black, she merged with the shadows.

She would get revenge. #vss365