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Poetry doesn’t belong to the person who writes it; it belongs to the person who needs it. — Il Postino (1994 film)

A gentleman of a certain age.

Avatar art by R. Lichtenstein.
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As we slept, the night
etched its rhyme
over the world,
a message in pitch,
the story of stars
and shadows,
told beneath
a china plate moon

when we awoke,
morning had erased
the chalkboard
and rewritten it
in sunlight's image—
an orange flower
with petals
like seagulls.

#sensewrds 152
December 1, 2025 at 7:33 PM
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When I found you
we had moved too far
along life's journey,
but we sent out a plea
& time tried again
on our behalf—
bending & folding
to find a way for us
to be.

Eventually, a wormhole
opened, just long enough
for a single touch—
I ever clutch it to my heart
even though destiny
keeps us apart.
December 1, 2025 at 2:52 PM
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Lighting me up
like a Christmas tree—
you jingle my bells,
making me smile
all the time

now, I prepare
my Christmas list,
with just one wish—

you

unwrapped,
beneath me.

#bedroomeyes
Jingle my bells
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December 1, 2025 at 12:30 PM
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#RetroArtPrompt #starlight

Starlight
made it all happen

the dark
bottomless eyes
of the night

smiled
with impossible sweetness

and time
stood still
to watch
December 1, 2025 at 10:59 AM
One chance
in a galaxy
of possibilities
our starlights
crossed and
we became
a single ray

now

here
we are
time travelers
wishing upon
our stars
for time
to stand
still

#RetroArtPrompt #starlight
December 1, 2025 at 10:41 AM
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He wore the
#mask of a #saint,
but his #suave gait
communicated
a vampiric bite
beneath the façade—

and it was that
which #moved me

as the night’s
#passionate wind
blew cold
through the #branches,
we kissed,
he bit my lip,
forging a bond
in blood—
two sinners made
beneath the #starlight.
December 1, 2025 at 9:05 AM
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cranberry lips
frost kisses
pale skin
winter's blush
on your skin

#pennedreveries
December 1, 2025 at 1:07 AM
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we’re chasing down the end of the year
in our sunday best

at the strike of midnight
who’s hand will you be holding?

save the #last dance
last dress, undone
last dose of sweet champagne

only the best for these endings
to taste those last drops on your lips

#vss365 #poetry
November 30, 2025 at 9:30 PM
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When life's path
seems #obscure,
near #impossible
to decipher,
I don't resort
to #herbs
or alchemy—
but divination
of a sort,
lets call it
#optimism
faith that
the answer
will emerge,
a guiding truth,
to lead
me #home
at #last.

#WildWalkPrompt #Emoetry
#Whistpr #vss365 #vssdaily #vssmagic
November 30, 2025 at 10:06 AM
Sun’s reflection
a thousand
silver stars
upon the
newly-fallen
snow like
the twinkle
in your eyes
when your
lips desire
mine

#RetroArtPrompt #silver
November 30, 2025 at 11:15 AM
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Our intimate talks
like midnight walks—
secrets swapped
in darkness,
decyphered in shadows

hands in the night
holding the answers
light forgets—
caressed into skin

lips communicate—
kissing truths
our ears can't hear

a meeting souls,
that speak,
in silent congress.

#Bedroomeyesprompt
November 30, 2025 at 10:24 AM
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Dreams that I've transcribed
Transmuted as poetry—
My penned reveries.

#PennedReveries
#haiku #senryu
November 30, 2025 at 10:31 AM
B jxluig bhhbdi
zujiug jxsus exlu eugguiz
xyet vu jby zxelu

#haikufeels #solve
November 30, 2025 at 1:25 AM
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The puzzle of you
I love trying to solve it
Glad I never will.

#haikufeels #solve #haiku #senryu
November 29, 2025 at 1:25 PM
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and she adds
to her b i l l o w i n g thoughts—
a quiet love
  b l o o m i n g
in her chest.

#poetry #micropoem
November 28, 2025 at 7:46 PM
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Black Friday,
I feel
a fit of shopping
come on

I'll fight the crowds,
I'll beat my way
to get the best bargain
of the day...

Or

I could go
the easy way—
stay
right here in bed
beside you

it's free, it's fun
& all those things
that we can do

best deal
I can think of—
me & you

#Bedroomeyesprompt
November 28, 2025 at 9:47 AM
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Watching for omens
Gazing up, at the night sky
You shone so brightly.

#haikufeels #omen
#haiku #senryu
November 28, 2025 at 11:31 AM
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As I looked up
from my book
the candle
blinked twice

I knew your call
so I stepped outside
gazing up at the sky

& there- your eyes
twinkling bright

there your smile
glistening wide

& a gentle breeze
like your arms
surrounding me

your tender warmth
imbued the night
& I longed
to be
by your side.
November 28, 2025 at 2:30 PM
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The pulse of prayers
inside the bone bars
of my chest—
they grasp
my beating heart
as it ever begs
for more and more

its desires opaque—
but desire itself
as clear as day
thumping the bars
relentlessly

maybe ultimately,
it desires to fly free
of the cage
that traps it
eternally.

#sensewrds 150
November 27, 2025 at 11:07 PM
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A mote within a drop
within an ocean of people—
feeling small & lonely
among an infinity
of souls

all scrambling for some
hold in this damned world,
even as the sinking ship
slides vertical

but you caught my hand,
gave me a twirl

now we laugh & we dance
as the rising water swirls.

#mpprompt
November 27, 2025 at 4:20 PM
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We parted for good
under streetlight
on a winter's night

if I dare to imagine
us trying again
our second chances
taste like cinnamon
in the wistful swirls
of imagination—
a hint of mulled
wine when your
lips meet mine

yet such reveries are
mere Christmas dreams
even when I whisper

Santa,
please.
November 27, 2025 at 2:40 PM
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We weave in #retrograde
unravelling our path,
winding back
to a single point
of #emotional
convergence

we pause the clocks
in #gratitude
time's intention
to unwind us again
in different directions

milliseconds become
the paradox
of an endless dance

that
       can't

pos
      sibly

last.
#RetroArtChallenge #RetroArtPrompt Combine #Prompts for:
26.11.2025: #Emotional
27.11.2025: #Gratitude
28.11.2025: #Retrograde

If you’re inspired, please share any #creative work!
November 27, 2025 at 12:31 PM
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a poet’s pen released
 a hyetal flow of verse—
  a d o w n p o u r of
   silent agony;

grief
 s t r e a m i n g
down her face,
 watering the arid
  landscape of
her soul.

#poetry
November 27, 2025 at 12:12 PM
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The sun said goodnight
Kindly giving of its light
The moon said thank you.

#PennedReveries #ThankYou
#haiku #senryu
November 27, 2025 at 8:10 AM
Grief marches and wails
but other times it creeps in
hushed like an old grave

#haikufeels #hush
November 27, 2025 at 11:19 AM