For @TopTweetTuesday & @MatthewMCSmith, here's my piece exploring the art of poetry via themes of identity & displacement. 'Ars Poetica: At therapy, I use an alias to avoid shame' Such a great prompt. Thank you, Matt, for the inspiration. @blackboughpoems #poetrycommunity

Softly blows the sunkissed grass gently bleats the little lamb melodiousy sings the skylark above magical music to soothe the mind undertones of disquietude disappear for a little while #vss365 #undertone

#inkMine #vss365 #deluxe Tomorrow I have learned Is never a given, Never a rhythm, Never a deluxe to accept~ For this last year I felt the pause of time In a wish, that it could be rewritten Not driven.. Toward a sibling loss I will never..forget, #poetry #sister #cancer

light moves across the inlaid table a slow translation of time the curtains receive it the chandelier holds it in the corners dust & numbed sepia gleam bling of chipped Lalique glasses thrums through the room’s thickened calm #deluxe from once upon a time #vss365 #poetry

All must fall to find their rest. #7syllablesentence #rest #AutumnVibes

In Ignorance Even if i call it fate Let Fearlessness Be my primary trait For, Time gives and takes it all Let Courage shine In both rise and fall

winding woodland path coal tit in the flaming ash autumn's hues ablaze #Haiku #Autumn #Naturephotography

Don't forget to keep your heart with rays Refresh your courage to find the unknown, Let your brain unfold the pain of the world The voice of love warm as the sun Resembles immortality tempting your pride ©️ my📸

The US-based Setu, in its latest Issue, features "Fictile Feelings," the poetry special by The Hoogly Review, for which I served as guest editor. Sunil Sharma, the editor of Setu, a literary journal with a global footprint, has written a gripping article — sincere thanks to the

the blood rains come crimson colors our world erasing a lemony sun she walks by day, my girl in a turquoise #raincoat cloaked, but wanders free sail on Charla’s boat a day on the sea, u & me joy of a sleepless day hunger will grow longer we stay worth it, this i know #vss365

* 𝓐 ❋ 𝓛𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓕𝓲𝓻𝓮 ❋ 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝔂𝓮𝓻 𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭𝓷’𝓽 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 Your shadow stayed upon my quiet mouth, your name keeps burning, flooding through my veins Each leaf.. #Poetrypoem: by me Artwork: not mine

Now Omnipresent #verve Magic shrouds seethe the plinth,Truth Disinformation — Glimpse integrity #libertine riot in gutters Misinformed votes — History’s #raincoat Social media’s rule system Trembling in phones #vss365 #BraveWrite #FoxProse #haiku

Long dark winter must you come to obscure the sun helebores still blossom & hawthorn berry begs to glow don't bury them 'neath a counterpane of snow how will I survive another December out in the cold? no light, love, #verve for life nor flowers to hearten my soul #vss365

autumn shore, nightmare’s cat cauldron sea, black-brewed hat hexed spindrift, of this or that drown in mist, buried in sand u shat fear only what you bring manifested fear of ignorance the come as the beach sings this darkness of theirs, will dance #FireWriters35

Ole Earl’s a self-proclaimed libertine, Caught my eye while I was chasin’ green. Didn’t know he’s pushin’ eighty, Smokes two packs a day, Ain’t had no lovin’, ’Cause he ain’t quite right in what he say. #vss365

infinitely inventive masterfully resilient but an odd kind of balance can lie in these talents subject to things you got and also that you didn't get it can work, yeah but with unexpected side effects you could burn it all down live in the ashes call it sweet home live

she burns her thoughts.. as burning the world is not an option 🖤 #ωнιѕρєяѕ #FireWriters35

Lothlorien Poetry Journal: The Sapsing - Flash Fiction Story by Waseeq Mohammad https://t.co/sE2wb7hRJ7

she whispers to the howling moon exhales the tells to the harbingers from her perch in a hexed plain they arrive to take your fate hold your breath, they come soon with a dreaded message from her sweet blackened-crone of pain she’ll be waiting at Hell’s gate #FireWriters35

🌾 Good Morning Harmony is woven through the quiet threads of connection—each act of care, each shared smile, a stitch in the fabric of unity. 🍂 Where can you mend the threads of connection in your life today?