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A snowstorm Cascade, Iowa had on March 22, 2024.

Stay by my dark corner, for tonight blows a loveless draught.. The 🖤 often strong, resilient feels weary, distraught.. The lips, eyes, silent & deep.. Searchng words, to cajole few winks of sleep.. Stay, for #night may endure, but i dread, what dawn may conjure..! #WriteMap

Two Gingers Restaurant, Cascade, Iowa. April 6, 2023.

Work and sleep, two precious gifts not to be ignored.. . . I shuffle my priority list, offer each entry warmth & spotlight, even if for a while.. Words in encrusted✒️ wait sulk #frustrate into a smile.. I stitch my poem scattered across wake, sleep & some hazy realms..! #vss365

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Tenne's knees felt weak, but not from the shock at the touch of the globe. They must now be far down underground, below the surface, away from sun and moon and rivers and trees. She longed for the wind on her face in the morning. "You . . . you're not hurt," Shay said in tremulous voice. Tenne felt a gentle touch on her arm that was more wavering than kindly. Shay had crept up behind her. She turned and instinctively took a step back. For a brief moment, she was frustrated with Shay's constant timidity, but then she reminded herself that Shay had been in this cavernous pit longer than she had. How much longer? And why? She needed to out of here, get them both out of here. Tenne furrowed her brow. Then what? She wasn't enthralled with the idea of Shay as a permanent companion. #songtitleprompt Down Under #UnchainedSymphonies tremulous #OurPoetryX gentle touch #vss365 frustrate

I often lace up my evening with promises.. By #night they flutter away like curtains in the wind.. I unclasp my heart, slice a sliver of your name and place it between the pages.. I bind the diary with another promise.. I throb within the pages as pieces of you....! #WriteMap

Cascade, Iowa. January 10.

Fringe of fading light, highlights the horizon.. A drop of crimson, smudged hurriedly.. To blot disappointment, spilled by the day.. Moon turns its lamp on, stars gather around for a story session.. I tie back my hair, loosen curtains, the stage of #night beckons..! #WriteMap

the #waver of my voice #endorsing all these changes can't hold the worry up on my own and it feels, suddenly that my voice is outside of myself bearing wings, frail things, #frustrations gathering courage in echoes i mindlessly uttered aloud when no-one was listening #vss365

#WriteMap 460 Map a meaningful event or issue from your past, present or future. All writing forms are OK (fiction, nonfiction, poetry, prose, etc.). Prompt (optional): NIGHT

Tame me with your ink Before in my own ink, I drown sink

Upon the edge of ancient boughs, The lantern keeps its silent vows. Beneath the #night and ink-stained sky, The shadows teach the soul to fly. For every flicker, brief and bright, Is born from depths of endless light. #WriteMap #vss365 #poetry #writers

It seemed all of Almoral was packed into the football field bleachers. The cheers were loud as Coach Taylor's team came on the field at the start of this #historic night. The first playoff game in school history. Joy, nervousness and pride were all greatly felt. #WriteMap

I bask in the comfortable silence of night. No machines batter my ears, no voices yammer for attention. It's just me and my imaginary friends struggling to build a universe more palatable than the one my body inhabits. #WriteMap 460 #NIGHT

#vss365 The Successor was #frustrate-d. He had spent the last few days trying to come up with a solution to the problem of replacing the crews on the ships where the Rakshesha had overtaken and eaten them. 1/2

Things will be better someday.

👆PLEASE READ ABOVE🙏 You’re my connection to life~my sunlight~my hope…I so thank you. You are proof there is Love…🕊️ Our world & social media have horrific problems in areas. 👇 youtu.be/etSbOs3aUqI?si… Own your voice~protect yourselves! Be back after 🏥visit to read & ❤️

Cascade, Iowa. March 28, 2025.