#vss365 #palimpsest
#loveletters - 'wild jasmine nights'
#soulseedslove - 'chasing moonlight'
#poetry #poem

#vss365 #palimpsest
#loveletters - 'wild jasmine nights'
#soulseedslove - 'chasing moonlight'
#poetry #poem
For those allergic
to long term commitment
or any sense of permanence
there exists
a variety of silent ink options
for #palimpsest parchment purposes
Sort of like Snapchat
for the fleeting scribe set
Repeated writings,
“palimpsest”
writings repeated
#PalindromeWrite
#vss365 #palimpsest
Multilayered manuscripts
ancient recycling
scraped again, remain.
He was just about to throw away the list
Written in his grandmother’s familiar script
When he discerned faint words
In a script like small birds
A palimpsest of an earlier person’s wrist
A long day for a Mo day, but now coffee is poured.... #vss365 #haiku
Todays haiku prompt was a wonderful but challenging word, but one I relate to totally. Freedom to be me unshakled from stereotypes
#palimpsest heart page
Naked freedom to create
Share all with like minds
Your shoe's untied.
Now you tell me.
I was busy suiting this armor: it chafes!
It's glaringly bright too: I dursn't look.
You durst when we solemnized our vows.
—in the shade of the orange grove⸮
Memory fades behind new adventure.
Cousin, what rhymes with #palimpsest?
Royal incest!
It’s not a test
Just do your best
With the #palimpsest
Then go have a rest
#vss365 #palimpsest
For context:
In post-war Britain, versions of the 'No Blacks, No Dogs, No Irish' sign openly barred Caribbean and Irish migrants from pubs, shops, and lodgings. This piece scratches at the erasure and layers of that history.
‘Hey, Brenda. You’re smart. What does #palimpsest mean?’ ‘Haven’t the foggiest. Why?’ ‘Well you know that bloke I like? Nigel? He texted me this morning and asked me if I think a clean house is a palimpsest…’ ‘Oh girl. Dump his ass’ #vss365
memory
may lose
the details
but rarely
its target
the heart
a palimpsest
of everything
we thought
we had erased
yet still
legible
when held
up to the light
of longing
#VssDaily
#Target
#Vss365
#Palimpsest
#PoetrySky
#AbstractArt
#AcrylicOnCanvas
#EastCoastKin
🎨 mine
my bones hurt
by the time I realized
I'm palimpsest
I withered
for so long
in the dark and damp
I made the hole
I must lie in it
and I was wrong
every ache chosen
and every day wet
I was wrong
Hand me a pencil.
This palimpsest holds a clue.
I’ll solve this crime yet!
"Again,"
clay scrapped
clean; paint long
fallen from the
stone it shone
atop; copper
tablets sunk
into endless
sea;
words
wrung from
long passed
palimpsest;
poems in past tense, silent at last
along that sleepiest shore. and then
Again,
#vss365 #palimpsest #RhopalicVerse
the
city
sits atop
ancient ruins;
the past scraped away
creating a
palimpsest;
renewed
life
Your palimpsest belies
A past you’d rather forget
Of the many nights you cried
But relief refused to come yet
You are your past no more
Having grown and learned
Life has so much in store
But the palimpsest remains a clue
That your victory has come at a price
After they #targeted our world, they did what we #least expected: overwrote us. They created a #palimpsest of the mind, mixing drugs and #spices. After, they were not our captors but our gods. Days when I remember nothing are better than those when the truth leaks out.
#vss365 #2wordprompt #vssdaily
I stand on the shoulders of the generations who came before me. I carry their wisdom, their triumphs, their fears. The ghosts of their stories are engraved on the #palimpsest handed down so I can add my voice to the ancient conversation.
#vss365