Work in progress. Possibilities: writer, artist, butterfly collector, baby moose rehabilitator. Definitely not: racist, bigot, corporate lawyer, oil lobbyist.
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Storms came through
Leaving limbs broken
A token of the wrath
Felt by words spoken
The path now littered
With deadfall emotions
Waiting for the pyre
#vss365 #deadfall #poetry #writingcommunity
Standing in line
Taking a number
But I need to be first
I can’t remember
What the cue is for
It must be a pleasure
We all have a thirst
To get what we deserve
I can’t wait to see
The end of the world
In a blazing sunburst
#wildwalkprompt #sunburst
#vss365 #quietus #poetry
The dark hides things
That creep and crawl
On too many legs
Or no legs at all
Slimy and slithering
Trailings on the walls
Night cloaks the dread
Dawn’s light shows all
#vss365 #dawn #thingstowriteabout #dread
I’m consuming stones
For the pit in my stomach
They’re mostly volcanic
Sharp shiny obsidian
Of things fucked up
And light airy pumice
Of laughter and love
Balance the weight of
This emotional rubble
#vss365 #consuming #thingstowriteabout #stone #poetry
