The hardest part of loving a person is knowing they hurt, that something is wrong, and not being able to touch them, and tell them everything will be ok.
I clasp my hands #tight, for not having theirs, and wish for their wellness.
I hope this prayer is heard.
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I step through #bramble, thicket, brush, to find a clearing out before me.
Muddied, bloodied, my paper cut and worn, I lay a while, and wonder whether wandering more would find me.
A sparrow, just a little thing, comes landing by my hand.
I stay, a little longer.
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So lightning won't strike twice? Then why, pray tell, does a #thunderclap ring out once more?
Above my head, and in my gut, an echo of that time before, not but a moment from that streak of white and blue that shook me to my core.
And now, the scent of petrichor...
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@rachelnewcombe8@Hortonious101 I've come to this late and don't use this platform as much as I did, but this is a beautiful gesture.
The
Dance
Never
Ends,
A
#Ballerina
Just
Starts
Again,
The
Beauty
Lasts,
Forever.
#vss365#PoetryIn13
It's been an honor hosting. 🙏🏼💖
Our pal @Hortonious101 begins tomorrow 8/1.🎉
Two years ago during my time as host, a beloved member of our writing community died.
Scott Christopher Beebe
Today's word is for Scott, it's something he loved.
#vss365#prompt#ballerina
To fall in love;
Now i can smile,
When i remember,
Wistful,
But less weight.
I smile wider,
When i think of her,
Thats a real joy,
It's weightless.
I've swam deep,
But this time,
I feel safe,
The light above the water is warm.
Im no longer #between myself.
#vss365
To wake to watch the dawn before the sun has risen, is that #premature?
I've seen the sun before, and today of all days I know the warmth comes. I'd sooner race ahead to catch the gold, than sleep for fear of the storm.
I hope to burn again, not hide the ash.
#vss365
Of course we #be,
And so we do.
We dance, we die, we dance again,
Some steps strike a memory,
Deja vu,
The do-si-do,
Eyes look up again,
But none of that,
Now,
Let's not get lost.
And so we do.
Ships sails fast,
For all this wind.
The oceans same,
As is the water.
#vss365
I'm told my grandfather was a kind and warm man, who would coax a #bumblebee to his finger and stroke it, before placing it on a choice flower.
He took part in night ops to East Berlin during the cold war, as a field cartographer, in Brixmis.
I never met him.
#vss365
@KevinEmmons4@KelvinROfficial Thank you, Kevin!
Isn't it beautiful how you can put stray and weightless words together and they can end up with the gravity of being in the right place.
Nothing but a mess of hair, #foxy and frayed, and pieces of porcelain.
Together, terracotta, strewn over the forest floor, where we'd fell, then laid, then come apart.
Those thoughts of us are there still, hidden under leaves, and twigs, and our walking away.
#vss365
@mr_steve_g@vss365official No problem!
It's not something you'd know until someone told you or you happened across the right tweet, and plenty of people still use another days prompt, or combine a few days prompts into one entry, by no means have you got it wrong!
Worth checking out @VSSPoem aswell 🙂
@mr_steve_g@vss365official I also notice you've found today's prompt in another tweet, so please ignore the things you already knew that I'd said 😂
Best of luck getting the next viral vss365 😉🙏
@mr_steve_g@vss365official I really recommend following the prompt hosts, and reading and engaging with others entries, you'll find a very supportive community.
It's also worth checking out the other writing prompts, there's a few accounts that collate their hosts and share their prompts daily.
3/3
Rocks, jagged against sea as our sun retires, build towers and turrets for us to dream of climbing. Reposed against each others warmth, we stare out at our many futures.
The bitter #taste of salt returns me, at times, to us making new worlds in the horizon. Before this.
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