Alone and far away from the hands of father empire, they built freedom and seeded chaos in its wake. Today, your #vss365 #prompt is #island.

#vss365 #island #sail two islands— what can I give you but floral cargo stanzas set sail on paper boats rocking on seas of ink one water touching both shores #poetrycommunity

#vss365 Pt. 2 An #island rises From the sea As to it Our ship drifts We’ve been becalmed For centuries— Now seems Our fortune shifts Tho the beach Teams with monsters… Back and forth A dragon flits We don’t fret… Naught can harm us We’re just Ectoplasmic wisps

#vss365 #island The Eloquence of a Lost Lover's Touch Broken moments tell our stories as we find yours Nightfall blankets them like islands no one finds A chosen few mend what only a dawn discovers I once wrote of melancholy and her dance in you. There are no mistakes hidden in our palimpsests Each read you make bends time as if we’re there A gentle touch reminds even lost love can’t fade Your own asks me how wonder always stays home Blues for a poet casts a refrain none of us escape Almost as if you have already read my silent eyes Eloquent light slips between us like a vision in time As your elastic ghosts settle their wings onto mine. #gravitywaves 🎨: Google Images

She swept in, a swirling, twirling #hurricane. Mundane life burst—a colorful kaleidoscope of daily joy. A once private #island, now a palace of friendships, exploration, and snuggle. #vss365 #prompt #poem #writer #truelove

Sometimes… …it becomes too much Life’s demands Coffee fueled mornings The city’s chaotic rush I slow amid the bedlam Tension’s dam breaks I close my eyes and find The peaceful island in my mind #vss365 #FoxProse Image: Pinterest (Digital Art)

Each dawn the lighthouse rises The chapel bell rings, though no wind or man touches it Gulls wheel over streets paved in golds and green Below the waterline, the creature stirs, and the #island breathes again #vss365

Time and time again I dream of her, the #island of my margins, where a wild bloom still remembers the shape of sunlight, a lingering voice in the abandoned towns of my silence yet once in a while the tension's dam breaks. and her spirit cracks through. #vss365 @FoxProse

#vssmystery @vssmystery #366ff @FancifulFables #vsshorror Moonlight fades away leaving An eerie silence with me Blood moon filters through The high up barred skylight Dapples upon wounded skin Like luminescent ripples Unable to sleep unable to wake Rain drums and drops fall Cleansing the others of their bloody state Atleast the blood curdling sounds Now have ended Maybe I’ll get some sleep or finally wake up

#vss365 Marguerite survived the #island for two years, fighting beasts, hunger and the shrieking demons. When a ship finally found her, the captain asked how she had kept the dark devils away. She stared back at him through wild eyes. “Kept them away?” #Edvane #DarkFantasy

The past is a country we will not see again, whatever fate may fall be my light, when darkness covers all, be a wall to keep away the crashing waves, be a harbour through the storm keep me safe and warm stay until the very end, be a rock, be an #island, be my friend #vss365

the island pretends to be alone the tide visits twice a day #vss365 #island #WriteMap 603 #pretend

#vss365 #island （日本語版は下に） Mid-Journey—— at dawn, the island floated alone in the pale sea, its dark rocks holding the last cold light of night. By afternoon, the water had quietly withdrawn, leaving a narrow path of sand where silver fish had passed only hours before. The traveler stepped onto it. With every footfall, the island seemed less an island, the mainland less a mainland—— only two shores briefly remembering each other. At dusk, he looked back. The path was already disappearing beneath the returning tide. Perhaps a boundary, he thought, is not where one world ends and another begins, but where, for a little while, both forget that they were ever separate. 旅の途上の夜明け、島は淡い海のなかにひとつ浮かび、黒い岩肌には夜の冷たい光がまだ残っていました。 午後になると海は静かに退き、ほんの数時間前まで銀色の魚たちが泳いでいた場所に、細い砂の道が現れました。旅人がそこへ足を踏み出すと、一歩進むごとに島は島ではなくなり、陸もまた陸ではなくなっていくようでした。そこにあるのは、ほんのひととき互いのことを思い出した二つの岸辺だけでした。 夕暮れに振り返ると、その道は戻ってきた潮の下へすでに消え始めていました。 境界とは、一つの世界が終わり、もう一つの世界が始まる場所ではないのかもしれません。むしろ二つの世界が、かつて自分たちが隔てられていたことを、しばらくのあいだ忘れる場所なのかもしれないと旅人は思いました。

#vss365 #bionicanadian #poetry an island in the sunbath— waves, curious

#vss365 #island Tu amor es una roca firme, Una isla en medio de la tempestad. Corro a tus brazos como refugio. Cuando soplan los vientos Y rugen las olas, descanso en ti. -Profe Steve

For our minds are made from moments others don’t see. Our island, our sanctuary, our sanctity; Filtered into the beauty we allow free, releasing glimpses of soul, never the whole. 🖤~JennS©️ #vss365 #island

#vss365 #vsshorror It had been many decades since he’d been banished to the isolated #island. So when the ship with no #sail crashed into the rocks; his sea green eyes glowed, licking his lips in anticipation. It’d been years since he’d had the taste of human flesh, alive or corpse.

Serendipity and I collided
where love left its imprint. We crossed mountains, beaches, islands, plains,
tracing love's footsteps. Then one day, dark swallowed dusk,
morning swallowed the day,
and I found it
walking alone,
searching for me. Love happened. #vss365

The sun never sets on civilization but the hacks of darkness take their toll Leaders juggle this midst of madness with a whimper in their soul Kindness can gain no traction with mean hearts in control Yesterday don't matter if the good of it is gone Let love become your #island and wisdom be your song #vss365 #island #poetry

RT @Words_by_B: Solitary moon from Earth you are a silver #island in a black sea you must feel cold & lonely with only a scattering of si…

#sail #vss365 #SnowFoxNightSky The Sail Against the Wind My life drifts like a nameless vessel on a sea without a shore. I do not know where I am going— I merely follow the wind, letting its cold fingers drag me through the darkness. Sometimes the waves are gentle. Sometimes they rise like monsters, threatening to swallow everything I have built. I have no map. No lighthouse waits for me. No promised harbour glows beyond the horizon. There is only the wind. And sometimes, the wind turns against me. It tries to push me backward, back toward the beginning, back toward the same ruins I have spent years escaping. So I must sail against it. I pull the ropes with trembling hands. I adjust the sail, again and again, even when my strength has almost disappeared. The sea does not care how tired I am. The storm does not care how many times I have fallen. Adversity does not negotiate. If I surrender the sail, the wind will decide my destiny. If I stop fighting, I will drift back to the place I fought so hard to leave. Perhaps I am not a hero. Perhaps I am only a battered vessel with a cracked hull and a heart full of seawater. But I am still moving. So let the sky turn black. Let the ocean become merciless. Let the wind scream like the Devil himself. I will not promise that I will reach paradise. I will only promise this: “I will keep adjusting the sail.” Even when the wind is cruel. Even when the sea is endless. Even when I can no longer see where I am going. I would rather be lost in the darkest ocean than willingly return to the beginning.