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"No mother / will ever pluck us with a gentle turn / of her wrist." Love how non-humanness feels so deeply human, plus the unexpected shift in perspective in this unique autumnal poem ❤️ 'The Unripe Apples' by @charismorgan.bsky.social in Grain Magazine #poetry #poetrycommunity

In Alfred William Hunt's picture from 1871, Vesuvius emerges from mist over the Bay of Naples; ships dot the bay as a single figure, accompanied by a white cat, stands by the golden walls in the left foreground to gaze over the city.

The old ladies sit straight, knitting needles clicking like counting coins. Thin legs bound in wrinkled socks swing under a chair, patent leather toes squeak on the Lino, paying dividends. A mother halts all transactions and the ladies donate a sigh…another coin spared only the ferryman will spend.

waking withered— late frost on panes like fiddleheads #dailyhaikuprompt

So many tries to #start, sitting with pen in hand. Thoughts like fireflies glowing, teasing, fade and leave me in the dark with an empty jar. The pen clicks like cicada doomed to die yet heard. I sigh. No words can flutter close. No lines emerge from hopes. My letter home is buried again. #vss365

**시작** Mist veils the meadow. I hold still. Four new legs tremble in the dew. They say the start is half the hill. One breath, and I am leaping through. The sun breaks gold. My hooves depart. Half done, the moment that I #start. #vss365 #start #SIart

Tuesday trot between the showers with my golden boy. 🐾🌳 #trees #trails #dogs

#vss365 I used to say Love’s nothing But a physical Reaction My theory Fell apart though When my own love Gained its traction Seems that I Misplaced my logic Moment that You touched my heart That my head would lose War with my heart Was destined From the #start

we started out wishing to see a big brave world believing life is free of pain we moved on decided what was right was always right where nothing could go wrong but we realized we were young & foolish as we climatically #traveled from youth to old age #vss365 #poetry

a whisper kite catches the wind string and tail feathers #dailyhaikuprompt

Prompt 287 Retreat from the world Under a blanket of cats Mid-life home maker #SenseWrds

There is a star in the #start from which all life begins. #vss365

Indian artist Bharti Kher Squaring the circle, 2007 Bindis on painted panel #WomensArt

#vss365 Thermodynamics or, I Don't Understand Physics, Love, &/Or Life FIRST LAW Sometimes I forget I didn't #start this. Other times, I remember they did. SECOND LAW Save me, Entropy, you're my only hope. THIRD LAW I know I can say when, whenever I like, but it doesn't mean I know how to stop.

#vss365 I #travel as far as I can only to find I am still in the palm of your hand

“In our #travels we have become familiar with some of your people’s tales. The fortress is named for the root of the giant tree that produces magical fungus!” “The centerpost of the world!” cried Wei’tu. “Protected by a coiling monster!” interjected Za’dut with relish. #vss365

#BraveWrite #vss365 #tanka #haiku #Poetry #commitment #photography depression drowning me in what we almost had yet bluer than blue my #commitment ran to the stars while yours set them on fire while we both ascribed the end #fueling in the eyes of one another 💙🕊️ youtu.be/Nu7aOan-lds?si…

Engines roar and rev Tension at the starting line Startled birds take flight #vss365 #start

"If time #travel were possible, why do we see no evidence of it?" She turns to face him, then looks around in confusion. "Julian? Hey! Julian! Where did you go?" #vss365

#vss365 I like to #travel on public transport. As long as no-one speaks to me, it's the perfect combination of being on your own while being with people. See also: line-dancing (I have never done this. I should) and Mass (I've never taken communion, but I've been to several funerals by accident).

I went and I travelled. In hoodie, And hat, I did all the things, You can do with no cat, Now I am home, After adventures in Britain, I can settle back down, And now get a kitten. #vssdaily hoodie #vss365 travel

The #start is the line where it all begins. Everyone lines up and waits for the gun... then they run. Nobody spoke. They kept their hands on their heads, just like he said. Sweat dampened their collars. Here's the line, and the door's the finish. Now, when I fire... I want you to run. #vss365

#vss365 #prompt #Start On your mark, get ready, get set . . . In preparing for a race or new endeavor, there is always the moment right before the start. A mixture of excitement and anxiety. What is it like for you when you start something new? Let's swap stories.

Waking up early Reading so many #travels Posts were bountiful

at the bus stop an awkwardness of umbrellas muttered apologies

Each no layered upon another: higher than garden walls then chimney pots. We sat under blankets with torch and atlas and glossy pages of faraway places. We planned to #travel, drew stick figures of us by pyramids, mountains and lakes…placed x when yes was still a place to go. #vss365

#vss365 #travel she was dream walking fearful of waking somewhere unplanned far away on the astral plane no way for her spirit to travel back to her body in that reality she was a pebble stuck deep in a tyre tread and the road went on and on....

Prompt 286 Hot dogs devoured Crowd in anticipation Purple stars explode #SenseWrds #Senryu

Travelling by bus Strangers always talk to me Seven-stop stories #vss365 #Travel #Senryu

She read the card again, as a ghost of litter blew around her sodden feet. Rattled the old door. Locked. The alleyway escaped each way into darkness, but she stood firm. 'Holiday of a lifetime. #Travel', the card promised. Far off, footsteps, coming slowly toward her as the night closed in. #vss365

#vss365 #prompt #travel Yesterday we played around with the various definitions of taper. Fabulous posts. Now we need to take off and travel. Inward, outward, metaphorically, and/or literally. You decide. Let's see where we'll go today.

Taper does essence narrow? diminish with time like broth set out, uncovered, Thanksgiving night? does the very soul grow weathered cracks like uncaulked pavement, jut the planes at unsteady angles? no? just me? fine *searches for vitamin A* #vss365

found my lost glasses in the mirror #senryusunday #senryu

Other half took this and quipped “Miss Marple finds leaves.” I prefer…”Autumn she wrote”.

Rain moves softly through the forest, washing yesterday's dust from every leaf. Even the trees seem grateful for a morning that asks nothing but breathing.

Stained glass artwork by English artist Tamsin Abbott. The #Fullmoon in October is known as #HuntersMoon #WomensArt

We used to haste home To watch the TV series No spolier alerts Now it's all box sets Everyone out of kilter Water cooler dry #2WordPrompt #Haste #Series

Sunday morning saunter after the storm. Beautiful! 🍂🐾💚 #trees #trails

Everything is alone. Stars. Stones. Strangers. Even you. And yet, here we are, alone together.

Changing tactics wasn’t some foolhardy, knee-jerk response to The Enemy, it was a necessary tactic. They had to change something, otherwise their resources, their ships, would #taper to nothing. Dylan had to make a convincing case, but talking wasn’t among his most highly regarded skills. #vss365

Variations on autumn aspen leaves.

if you were wondering what I can be for you I am not only for sunny days or when the sky is blue you do not have to wait for the rain to taper I have umbrellas and in a pinch a newspaper I am your battened hatches your sure and secure tether I stand strong and tall in all kinds of weather #vss365