a.d.
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strolling thru meadows of melancholia, gathering posies redolent of sorrow ~audhd~ocd~pdd~ wp: https://refractreality.wordpress.com bsky: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:3yjerjyqbebagtkxzelzmpzt/feed/aaacqtaesqkoe banner: osnat tzadok
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raindrops follow
the porcelain's #curve
inured to the tremors
and potential for violence

#needy streaks
mind the cracks of time
as desperately they tumble
wetting the #arid sorrows

forgotten
but for the tracks they leave behind
guides
for the next inevitable downfall

#vss365 #whistpr #emoetry
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Melancholia is needy.
It demands satisfaction
in its arid yearning.
Beds and chemicals
become silicon heavens.
All the morning afters
are funerals for who we are.
So let the dirge play.
We stitch out mouths shut
so the soil
won't fill our lungs.

#emoetry #vss365 #poetry
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today
I am grieving
too many of the lives
I decided not to live

I am
an agony
of unhappening

#poetry
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Sunset
shall only
soothe concrete

I'll have to swim
deeper in visions
of hard kisses

it's raining
again...again
I need it

#Poetry
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∴ she kindled thurgh arid fells
found fayth in flare
a flame e'er famisht
·
i bide as sunnerīs's shoulder
feral vein'd, windworn will
cairnborne & rōvand
·
her ember burneth for breaking
mine, for becomming
she names it freedom
·
i call it
the wayfaring stead
compas & eckō


#vss365 #sunset
raindrops follow
the porcelain's #curve
inured to the tremors
and potential for violence

#needy streaks
mind the cracks of time
as desperately they tumble
wetting the #arid sorrows

forgotten
but for the tracks they leave behind
guides
for the next inevitable downfall

#vss365 #whistpr #emoetry
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Memories of summer
Wade through my mind

As I breathe in the cold sights
Of hoarfrost & tiny frosty stalactites

Covering the green shubbery
Now an #undertone of emeralds

Year spins fast seasonal colours
Sunny yellows to snowy whites

#vss365
as a grooveless record, i spin
soundlessly along the #needle tracks
listen while #inadequate words sough ashore
with every ebb pulling away their meaning
only remains remain, of bones & #undertones
just a stain stretched like clinging fingers

#vss365 #emoetry #penstricken
a threnody
where my heart should be
its atavistic grame
pooling in ink blots & words
i #sublimate the urge poorly,
limning in broken thoughts & skin
as masked desires #clash
with a hope for better days
and the lunacy of a sickle moon

#vss365 #whistpr
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Bob ordered butter pecan ice-cream. Nora, in a #caprice, chose the hyped wasabi swirl. One lick and she emptied her water bottle into her mouth. "You said be adventurous," she gasped. "I meant add rainbow sprinkles," Bob muttered.

#vss365
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I sit with the stone-
its silence heavier
than mine
#haiku #poetry
paranoia, frozen fear
darting eyes & flexing fingers
his viscous rattled breath
perturbs the nightmare brume
#caprice in autumnal bloom
consumed by demon chatter
led toward the railway clatter
mesmerised by the invitation
one trip to escape the other

#vss365
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Midnight blue black tresses
Fall down her porcelain skin
With a twinkle of #caprice
In her pool green wet eyes
Was it all a dream she thinks
But she’ll never know
Coz those butterflies left
Along with their kisses
Each gravestone around her
Covered in mosses

#vss365
#poetry
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#Eventuality
Often culminates
In disappointment
And each day
There’s more of my heart
To sweep off the floor
And recycle
Right next to the bits
Of cardboard
I keep forgetting
To break down;
Maybe one day
Eventuality
Will be more
Than this constant ache
And will give me
Clarity
Instead.
#vss365
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The dreams always begin
The same way
#Bellwether omen
A black sheep
Leading the flock
And I’m somewhere
In the hedgerows
Waiting
For something to happen
And perhaps
That’s the sign
That even within
My own consciousness
I stand without;
A lucid intruder
Unable
To prevent
My own catastrophe
#vss365
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The fire #reinvigorates
Time that had felt too short
For breathing
For feeling
For breaking
In a million pieces;
Days
That had felt stuck together
Finally crumbled in clumps
Of plaster
Still holding remnants
Of remorse —
For all the moments
Wasted
In fear
Of the darkness
That always followed
#vss365
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Autumn weeps so sweetly
colours envelop a tired mind
soul, well...perhaps seen such
many times and yet, Autumn
shall always hold my heart
in such beautiful decay

#Poetry
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Torn into ribbons
of no concern
I've always
swayed with trees
to ascend
immense need
to pause life
it's a dark concept
to think existence
owes us
autumnal light
fades beneath
Pagan skies
cloaks what is left
I can't blink
eyes wish to close
lead me instead
I'm tired
of crawling

#inkMine
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Lively colours come unlock me
From this life slowly walking by

I’ve shimmered into hazy grey
Winter’s not yet quite begun

Catapult me over rainbows
On the back of a #bellwether
Kinda bumblebee

Landing
On filled treasure pots
Open, rays golden

#vss365
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It's false
isn't it
when reaching
sunlight
tells you
it's always warm
give me clouds
bestow rain
let thunder loose
again
it's false
that all sunshine
may heal, some
may silence you
especially in eclipse
I know the dark
better than light

#RetroArtPrompt
#frost blue eyes, brilliant skies
engage the clouds in pareidolia
hiding in her #cottage, lights out
watching for a #bellwether storm
the clouds grow black, smothering
as he walks up her garden path
then thunder, lead, dead as a door nail
& she burns the cottage down

#vss365 #whistpr #blueskyrelay
#quick as you like
may death tease but for a blink
a moment's passing

#inkmine [quick] #haiku
#writingprompt #blueskypoets
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Vague sonnets etched
On hollow greying clouds fade
From once an #extrusion of
Daybreaks’ yawning dawns

Listless I too may mist
I have become a prose flatlining

Your ink
Before, my life force
Now drip thrums
Like taunting rain thuds

#vss365
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The wall glares at me,
#sentient, all knowing,
my failings as transparent
as it's inset window—
it sees right into me,
my hollowness & vacany.
I hate the wall for
what it sees,
I turn my back
but my back
becomes the wall
the wall is me—
reflecting my
soul of stone
& heart
of glass.

#RetroArtPrompt