#amwriting I cast my hope Upon the waters And my dreams Got smaller, smaller I dared not look To watch them go For where they went I did not know Then I heard A crashing thunder Waves of mercy - Awesome wonder There was no anger None to blame My hope returning - A hurricane

Photo challenge: A flower Just a flower Here's mine

Hungry paints the sky with a different kind of brush in colors outside of the box. Her pastels are softer, less obtrusive with light lemon and yellow and green Blues waft by with crimson, amber and gold And she holds onto hope as a dream and sings it out like a song #vss365

Maybe she never figured it out Maybe she never figured anything out Living her life with her quiet passions An ocean contained on a beach in a land far, far away #vss365

Passion runs her engine like she could Like she could do anything Face anything Be anything & dream, oh how her little engine could dream & like a light Coming straight at her Like a hope That shines Yes, it shines In the darkness of no And watch her little engine go #vss365

Wisdom would say, before you embark on another day you must leave the past behind But in my economy, the things that are driving me are the victories, the memories, and if I have to embrace the bad to retain the good then just know, I'm all in. #vss365

Painfully relatable. 😇

It was wonderfully dark and stormy. The skies cracked with lightening and thunder boomed the skies. And then came the rain, thick and glorious rain pummeling the ground in relentless power and pain. Glorious and unrelenting rain in layers, yes layers, of pain #vss365

#vss365 #marvel #exlore #inkmine #bravewrite #bionicanadian @bionicanadian Walking aimlessly I walk until the road becomes a pale thing That harmonises with the my existence Under my feet, the stones keep their graceful edges open Each one says ‘pain’ while biting my soles Silence stretches No pulse, no promise Only the hum of nothing I walk because walking is a kind of defiance A red stain on the blank page of dawn Each step is a stumble, a small death And rising! oh, rising is the dust clinging like marvellous grief Is this forward? The horizon closes its eye The sky becomes a blank wall With no round window No angels, no signs Only the colourless morning Cold as a scalpel And my feet, two bruised animals dragging me on I do not count the steps I do not measure the blood What is there to explore But this stubborn, most beating thing The will, that red bell ringing in my chest The road keeps its secrets like a locked mouth The horizon offers nothing but its own emptiness And yet, I carry this nearly extinguished light Not hope, exactly But the refusal To become only ash This will to go on This will to burn And I walk into the achromatic morning Waiting for the a tiny trace of light To find me To make me To dissolve me To burn me

When it comes to temperament And the choice is between fight or flight There honestly is no choice. Bring it on. I'm not one to start a conflict But when push comes to shove, bring it on. This battle is not for the weary And will be won by the strong. Bring it on. #vss365

#vss365 #marvel #GabrielaMarieMilton #TimesSquareBillboard Happy weekend my dearest ❤️ ✨ Times Square, NYC — September 23rd With immense joy, deep gratitude, and a humbled heart, I am thrilled to share a special milestone! My work will be featured on the iconic Times Square billboards in New York City. To see my path as an author and publisher celebrated on such a global stage—standing alongside the artwork of Hikari, the contributions of nearly 200 extraordinary poets from around the world, and my published books—is a moment of pure wonder. I am endlessly grateful to everyone who has walked this path with me. 💫 Billboard Details 📍 Location: 7th Avenue & 49th Street, NYC (above the Olive Garden sign) 🗓 Date: September 23rd ⏰ Rotation Window: 11:00 AM – 3:00 PM EST Featured Books & Collaborations 📚 Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings 📚 Woman: Splendor and Sorrow: Love Poems and Poetic Prose 📚 Jezebel's Island (Design team is currently updating the graphic to include Jezebel's Island before the feature goes live) 📚 Haiku and Tanka: Lull, Harmony and Power in Japanese Art (co-authored with Hikari, featuring artwork by Hikari) 📚 Haiku for Soulmates (Literary Revelations anthology featuring artwork by Hikari and poetry from nearly 200 poets worldwide) ✨ Design Highlights: P.O.W.E.R. Honors: Our Lifetime Achievement Honoree.

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“It’s a comforting sort of thing to have,” said Christopher Robin, folding up the POEM, and putting it in his pocket. “Come on, Pooh,” and he walked off. “Where are we going?” said Pooh. “Nowhere,” said Christopher Robin. So they began going there. ~A.A.Milne

Truly, I marvel at the depths of human depravity. It was a simple Jeopardy question. Sparked my interest. I googled the subject matter to see the rest of the story. Did he make it home? No. The answer was brutal. There was no re-entry plan. I'm still sick at heart.💔 #vss365

Been exploring my options, and gearing up to explore more. Was accepted into a new networking group. Publisher / Marketing Specialist. Bringing in new businesses with me. Time to build. Grateful and ready. Did a joint effort photo shoot today. Leaking out my creativity #vss365

It takes 3.2 seconds to RT and help find Lillia 13 year old from Bolton has now been missing for six days She was reported missing on Friday 11 September. Last confirmed sighting 1.50pm Saturday 12 September at the Trafford Centre #Manchester please call 116 000 with any info

Seems like it's always the grind Trying to sustain an unobtainable lifestyle and barely treading water. Oh, why so drab one asks from the outskirts, with their head well above water Mind your own business says the other... Blub, blub... #vss365

I'm going to commence to going to sleep. It's already late and morning comes way too early. She closes her eyes and she dreams. Sometimes the night is filled with bustling action, and sometimes the quiet of rest. #vss365

I do not know I do not know I do not know Maybe if she'd keep repeating it then maybe they would believe her Then again, maybe if she kept repeating it then maybe she'd believe it herself Lord knows, she knows How could she not know - she was there #Fromoneline 429

I've missed my inspiration by Keats. Truly the lover of my whimsy, the poet of my silent days & quiet nights. The rarest of treasures as he awoke my imagination ~ into @_Being_Benign wandering back in time and awakening my mind to the heart of the poet, to the heart of the rhyme

A Call for Attendance has been issued for an unaccompanied veteran funeral on Tuesday, September 15, 2026, at 11:00 AM. The service will honor Kenneth Biggs, a veteran who is being laid to rest with no known family to attend. More information 👇