It's all about #Paris ! Live the darkness in 'I Died in Paris'. Underneath "ville lumière" is a dark side. Here a young woman meets the legendary figure of death, as an evil curse leads her on a descent into madness. #BookTwitter #AuthorsOfTwitter ➡️ https://t.co/VCSnwPtTZ3

I selfishly kept away from you Not wanting you to hear The undertone of sinister songs That was only mine to bear Is it real or is it not Melodies that rise & fade My soul severed by madness Teasing insanity’s blade #macabrewords #vss365 #FoxProse #fairytalepoets @fairytalepoets

It's #IndigenousPeoplesDay In a mythology from the indigenous peoples of the americas, ravens were once only white. They helped humans master fire, and were turned black by the flames #ravens #mythologymonday

#3wordspoet Dew Drops Rain #rain 📸 net

she sat a piranha in a goldfish bowl waiting for the right one to get her teeth into #vss365 #piranha #noir art: Woman In Red - intoxArtStudio

earth won't stop spinning on its axis the sun won't stop rising air won't stop flowing if my breathing stops if I don't exist such negative thoughts lurk like #piranhas in my weak moments still, I keep breathing not for sunshines but for the moonlight on dark nights #vss365

Desolate expatriates, social #piranhas in their own race, forever searching for that familiar face. Waiting, maybe, for a life of fantasy, a planet nearby lush with oodles of bonhomie And so began the flight, awash in ecstasy. ~rev #vss365

#vss365 #FoxProse @FoxProse #fairytalepoets #breatheprompt Darkly silent pendulum hidden in shadows deep, she's twisted tales that #piranhas nightmares while you are sleeping, for she is the something that awakened the darkness at the end of the light. Watching from midnight

Memories of summer Wade through my mind As I breathe in the cold sights Of hoarfrost & tiny frosty stalactites Covering the green shubbery Now an #undertone of emeralds Year spins fast seasonal colours Sunny yellows to snowy whites #vss365

- love’s river runs swift full of anger and need when your tears drown us the water is swarming with #piranha again all teeth, blood, and loss leaving me torn to pieces adrift, unable to mend - #vss365

Look at the state of you You are rotting away Must weigh just six stone Nobody wants you here This town bloody hates you And what the fuck is that What is that creature You brought with you Take it and go now Or we'll kill you both #vssmystery

‘Silence of the Gods’ is now a top 10 bestseller in Amazon’s ‘Indigenous Practices’ category – I’m not entirely sure what that means, but I’ll take it

Using disinterest as a #raincoat to protect myself from emitions storm Using indefference to protect myself from unrequited love cataclysm It feels like #piranhas teeth biting my heart Wish i knew what's in your mind Uncertainty tortures my every moment #vss365

#FoxProse #Vss365 #Piranha The half murmured magic Of October's piranha breath~ Romancing our decay, To a darkly silent enchantment.. Of death, #Poetry #Halloween2025 Pic from Pinterest/Artist DW

There is no password in our myth No “open sesame” into our story In love with my captor Not seeking escape No prince required I am not a fairy tale princess Looking through a tower window Waiting for a kiss to save her #FoxProse #fairytalepoets @fairytalepoets Image: Pinterest

#wordlesswednesday #photographychallenge #NaturePhotography

She’s all fun a games—until the sun sets In the gloaming, she changes The mask slips Don’t blame her It’s in her DNA She’s made from the #ash of her last lover Now, she readies herself…for you. Vss365

Threads run through the #ashes of dead stars and living moons Current paradigm is the sarcophagus of unintended runes Autumn shares its resonance as humanity plays its tune If true kindness cannot take control the end is coming soon #vss365 #poetry

In crystal clear waters We dip in, skin-skin The onyx of the night Sparkles in the heat of your eyes And in the silent ebbs and flows We sway, burning up the ocean The moon looks on a beaming Voyeur, along with his harem Of stars #poetry #rerun

"Hang in there. It is astonishing how short a time it can take for very wonderful things to happen." ~ Frances Hodgson Burnett An October Morning (1910) 🎨 Frank Alfred Bicknell

I rub my eyes to make sure I see clearly. Trees and bushes have been converted to #ash-es, leaving a flattened area of ground. A shiny structure the size of our town’s sports stadium descends in slow motion. Fascinated, I lay eyes on a real spaceship for the first time. #vss365