Somehow when I went back to get these from my feed I must have doubled the same one for 6/24 and 6/25. I’m curious which one I missed. But not curious enough to scroll back that far on my feed. So I added an extra one to make up for the lost one. Off to eat leftovers.
7/1/20
Like icebergs lost in volcanic centers the droplets bead and
Fizzle floating shards to the sky, unveiling, uncovering,
Denying themselves for so long, the #chaos of
becoming
#tanka #vss365
7/1/20
What if
It’s only an
Idea, the #chaos
of bodies, lost souls trapped in the
notion
#vss365 #Cinquain #poetry
6/30/20
In a seductive slink, the pencil skirt hugging supple curves capturing his attention, slipping onto his lap, would his arms slide around her cinched waist, clasp her full hip? A plate dropped. She stirred from reverie #nix (ing) the idea watching as he packed to leave. #vss365
6/29/20
Frenzied reverse sculling as the teams scramble for the ball. With a firm cradle grip in a vertical scull, he adds his signature back spin before being dragged under. He surfaces to see them down court. This would be easier in a #scull. Maybe time to take up rowing. #vss365
6/26/20
The wispy fragrance, yeasty warm, filling the house as they wait on their tray, golden, perfectly plump. Crusty, delicate soft, just the right density. #Slather the butter (not margarine!) watching it melt. There’s no thing as too much. Homemade preserves. Suck it Keto. #vss365
6/25/20
Fear dripped from her dirt covered body in salty drops as she scrambled leaving wet indents in the #rubiginous clay of the steep hill. She searched for a hiding spot. Branches snapped behind her in careless indifference. It wasn’t afraid and that made all the difference #vss365
6/24/20
Fear dripped from her dirt covered body in salty drops as she scrambled leaving wet indents in the #rubiginous clay of the steep hill. She searched for a hiding spot. Branches snapped behind her in careless indifference. It wasn’t afraid and that made all the difference #vss365
