Is my answer:
Spring in my old age"
Kyoshi Takahama
Obviously, there were others that could do the killing, but Dylan wasn’t an administrator. He was a doer. He was the killer!
#vss365
Meanwhile, quests were waiting in the game. They weren’t vital, but it itched.
#vss365
the evening bird comes arond,
singing of night skies and
orange clouds, wishing
everyone a good night,
tucking the fledglings in
in their #nests. Pleasant
dreams, see you tomorrow.
#thingstowriteabout
the evening bird comes arond,
singing of night skies and
orange clouds, wishing
everyone a good night,
tucking the fledglings in
in their #nests. Pleasant
dreams, see you tomorrow.
#thingstowriteabout
what matters the most
a warm nest
#vss365 #matters
#thingstowriteabout #nest
#Haiku #HaikuSaturday #micropoetry
what matters the most
a warm nest
#vss365 #matters
#thingstowriteabout #nest
#Haiku #HaikuSaturday #micropoetry
the pond, enclosed by
withered reeds
#DailyHaikuPrompt #witheredreeds
#Haiku #HaikuSaturday #micropoetry
the pond, enclosed by
withered reeds
#DailyHaikuPrompt #witheredreeds
#Haiku #HaikuSaturday #micropoetry
you try to vanquish again
while I smile & starve
my pen pretends
run sweet soul into the light
there you’ll be free
of a burden you call me
shadows I write
tried to carve a legacy
yet languish as I lose what #matters
my fight for life
#BraveWrite #vss365
#PoetryCommunity
you try to vanquish again
while I smile & starve
my pen pretends
run sweet soul into the light
there you’ll be free
of a burden you call me
shadows I write
tried to carve a legacy
yet languish as I lose what #matters
my fight for life
#BraveWrite #vss365
#PoetryCommunity
introducing my name
as cold winter rain
#haiku poems of Matsuo Basho, 1690-1691
translator: Jane Reichhold
#micropoetry
introducing my name
as cold winter rain
#haiku poems of Matsuo Basho, 1690-1691
translator: Jane Reichhold
#micropoetry
somewhere between birth and death
something timed it right
serendipity happened
I adamantly believe
#vss365 #timed
#blueskyrelay #adamant
#tanka
somewhere between birth and death
something timed it right
serendipity happened
I adamantly believe
#vss365 #timed
#blueskyrelay #adamant
#tanka
When sleep becomes a #whirlwind,
when you close your eyes, but
nothing happens, When thoughts spiral
in your head & you in your bed
& only the chemical cosh would help,
better get up again & take a nightly walk (...)
Read the whole poem here:
medium.com/@funnyfrogge...
When sleep becomes a #whirlwind,
when you close your eyes, but
nothing happens, When thoughts spiral
in your head & you in your bed
& only the chemical cosh would help,
better get up again & take a nightly walk (...)
Read the whole poem here:
medium.com/@funnyfrogge...
fivefleas.blogspot.com/2025/11/morn...
fivefleas.blogspot.com/2025/11/morn...
all the heritage
squandered
#thingstowriteabout #punk
#BraveWrite #heritage
#Senryu #micropoetry
all the heritage
squandered
#thingstowriteabout #punk
#BraveWrite #heritage
#Senryu #micropoetry
I have never written
anything at all
There is only
the poem of my life
writing me
#FromOneLine
I have never written
anything at all
There is only
the poem of my life
writing me
#FromOneLine