@writinginsawdust.bsky.socialIt came from some market in some town she didn't remember. It seemed like forever that had it
The one #bag that was every bag she ever needed & ever owned. Never looked worse for wear & never out of place
The blood stains never lasted
@jamellen.bsky.socialYou’ve lit my wick
our bodies in rhyme
nerve endings tick
You’ve lit my wick
blending blue hues, bite and lick
glorious moments in time
You’ve lit my wick
our bodies in rhyme
#Triolet #OurPoetry @ourpoetryx.bsky.social
#Sensewrds 279
#vssdaily #blue #moment
#PenStricken #wick
@jamellen.bsky.socialFlashed claret red,
scratching; they skittered over my ceiling
I lay in my bed, bones rigid, blood boiling
Flashed claret red,
something beyond dread
hellish fangs spiralled toward me
Flashed claret red,
scratching; they skittered over my ceiling
@jamellen.bsky.socialHe’s her alter
raw intensity breeds
mouth proceeds, she sips him like water
He’s her alter
richest love at the centre
revelling in her needs
He’s her alter
raw intensity breeds
@writinginsawdust.bsky.socialReading and reviewing the critique of my latest submission.
A few more lessons learned.
Try harder the next time.
@writinginsawdust.bsky.socialThe body has been home for a day now, my brain landed about an hour ago & the two are happily reunited
Two days at the shop, stress test Friday, & 6 days for me.
So to be on the right side of the border & the right side of the grass
@jamellen.bsky.socialReplacing rain with teardrops
@jamellen.bsky.social@jamellen.bsky.socialGrounded,
my feet a stone burden
melting minds
@jamellen.bsky.socialGrabbing clouds one by one; Fleeces
@jamellen.bsky.social@jamellen.bsky.socialA yellowing button, just the one; each hole was once stitched to his favourite jacket. Which remained in the back of the old oak wardrobe, safe like an old tatty boat in the harbour.
#Vss365 #harbour
#OurPoetry @ourpoetryx.bsky.social
#Penstricken #button
@writinginsawdust.bsky.socialWe went places, did things & crossed off two major items from my wife's very short bucket list.
Heading away from the warm back into the crisp north autumn air.
What needed to be done, is done.
I'd rather be raking leaves.
@danigracewrites.bsky.social
@morganrrhaze.bsky.social#ThreeWordGenre #UnchainedSymphonies #penstricken #OurPoetryX
Within the Mist the Wraith stalks
Along Forgotten paths Hollow eyes Terrify
TheDigitalArtist pixabay.com
@morganrrhaze.bsky.social#InkMine #wss366 #vssfantasy #penstricken
In the Wild, bears to bumblebees get Settled. Preparing for Hibernation. Choosing to Sleep through Winter
Koen Hensgens unsplash.com
@morganrrhaze.bsky.social#wss366 #DailyhaikuPrompt #penstricken #InkMine
The cooing of Doves
The soft song of the Sparrow
Many ways Birds Cry
Marcus Dietachmair unsplash.com
@writinginsawdust.bsky.socialFalling moon, setting sun.
Two endings seen as beginnings from the other side
Two days of editing & arguing with characters over the minutiae of their lives. Small victories, glorious deaths, & maybe a happy ending
See how that goes 🤣
@morganrrhaze.bsky.social#breatheprompt #DeCrescent_prompt #DailyhaikuPrompt #penstricken
Positive outlook
Captive hope of a New life
Splendid future Waits
Soroush Karimi unsplash.com
@writinginsawdust.bsky.socialSomewhere over here doing stuff and seeing things
Still writing and editing in between
#adhdwriters
#writingcommunity #5amwritersclub #wip
#penstricken #writesky
#newbrunswick
