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  1. 2/2

    ...to become my own light, again.

    It's still a work in progress, but I'm beginning to find home in me - not in a sense of returning, but rather in a sense of becoming.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #WriteMap 390 #thingstowriteabout #BraveWrite #firewords280 #UnchainedSymphonies #PennedReveries #BrknShards

  2. 2/2

    ...to become my own light, again.

    It's still a work in progress, but I'm beginning to find home in me - not in a sense of returning, but rather in a sense of becoming.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #WriteMap 390 #thingstowriteabout #BraveWrite #firewords280 #UnchainedSymphonies #PennedReveries #BrknShards

  3. 2/2

    ...to become my own light, again.

    It's still a work in progress, but I'm beginning to find home in me - not in a sense of returning, but rather in a sense of becoming.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #WriteMap 390 #thingstowriteabout #BraveWrite #firewords280 #UnchainedSymphonies #PennedReveries #BrknShards

  4. 2/2

    ...to become my own light, again.

    It's still a work in progress, but I'm beginning to find home in me - not in a sense of returning, but rather in a sense of becoming.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #WriteMap 390 #thingstowriteabout #BraveWrite #firewords280 #UnchainedSymphonies #PennedReveries #BrknShards

  5. 2/2

    ...to become my own light, again.

    It's still a work in progress, but I'm beginning to find home in me - not in a sense of returning, but rather in a sense of becoming.

    -
    #OurPoetryX #FoxProse #WriteMap 390 #thingstowriteabout #BraveWrite #firewords280 #UnchainedSymphonies #PennedReveries #BrknShards

  6. Moonlight Confessions

    You mask it as solicitous care
    But who mandated you to decide
    What's wrong for me, and what is right?

    You paint an abstraction of my life
    Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
    But here's my confession, Babe:

    I fixed the door.
    It opens no more.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #UnchainedSymphonies
    #thingstowriteabout
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  7. Moonlight Confessions

    You mask it as solicitous care
    But who mandated you to decide
    What's wrong for me, and what is right?

    You paint an abstraction of my life
    Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
    But here's my confession, Babe:

    I fixed the door.
    It opens no more.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #UnchainedSymphonies
    #thingstowriteabout
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  8. Moonlight Confessions

    You mask it as solicitous care
    But who mandated you to decide
    What's wrong for me, and what is right?

    You paint an abstraction of my life
    Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
    But here's my confession, Babe:

    I fixed the door.
    It opens no more.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #UnchainedSymphonies
    #thingstowriteabout
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  9. Moonlight Confessions

    You mask it as solicitous care
    But who mandated you to decide
    What's wrong for me, and what is right?

    You paint an abstraction of my life
    Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
    But here's my confession, Babe:

    I fixed the door.
    It opens no more.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #UnchainedSymphonies
    #thingstowriteabout
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  10. Moonlight Confessions

    You mask it as solicitous care
    But who mandated you to decide
    What's wrong for me, and what is right?

    You paint an abstraction of my life
    Dream fortunately fixable fallouts
    But here's my confession, Babe:

    I fixed the door.
    It opens no more.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #UnchainedSymphonies
    #thingstowriteabout
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  11. Some hope for silver beginnings, others long for a silver lining. She'd give a fortune to have, at least, one of the two. What a beautiful colour: silver. She'd weave sailcloth from moonbeams, and tar fox with midnight, so that, one day, she'd set silver sails, and become her own light.

    © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree

    -
    #poetry #WritingCommunity
    #vss365 #thingstowriteabout
    #fairytalepoets #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry @vss365

  12. Some hope for silver beginnings, others long for a silver lining. She'd give a fortune to have, at least, one of the two. What a beautiful colour: silver. She'd weave sailcloth from moonbeams, and tar fox with midnight, so that, one day, she'd set silver sails, and become her own light.

    © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree

    -
    #poetry #WritingCommunity
    #vss365 #thingstowriteabout
    #fairytalepoets #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry @vss365

  13. Some hope for silver beginnings, others long for a silver lining. She'd give a fortune to have, at least, one of the two. What a beautiful colour: silver. She'd weave sailcloth from moonbeams, and tar fox with midnight, so that, one day, she'd set silver sails, and become her own light.

    © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree

    -
    #poetry #WritingCommunity
    #vss365 #thingstowriteabout
    #fairytalepoets #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry @vss365

  14. Some hope for silver beginnings, others long for a silver lining. She'd give a fortune to have, at least, one of the two. What a beautiful colour: silver. She'd weave sailcloth from moonbeams, and tar fox with midnight, so that, one day, she'd set silver sails, and become her own light.

    © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree

    -
    #poetry #WritingCommunity
    #vss365 #thingstowriteabout
    #fairytalepoets #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry @vss365

  15. Some hope for silver beginnings, others long for a silver lining. She'd give a fortune to have, at least, one of the two. What a beautiful colour: silver. She'd weave sailcloth from moonbeams, and tar fox with midnight, so that, one day, she'd set silver sails, and become her own light.

    © Stefanie Neumann - @KokopelliBFree

    -
    #poetry #WritingCommunity
    #vss365 #thingstowriteabout
    #fairytalepoets #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry @vss365

  16. Frostbite her only companion, she leans against the icy rocks on the bottom of the precipice. Life won't wait as time longs for balance. Tiredness turns into fatigue, then into unconsciousness. Her last thought is no prayer, but a dream that shifts her into a new reality.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #vssfantasy
    #FoxProse #fairytalepoets #vssmagic #PennedReveries
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  17. Frostbite her only companion, she leans against the icy rocks on the bottom of the precipice. Life won't wait as time longs for balance. Tiredness turns into fatigue, then into unconsciousness. Her last thought is no prayer, but a dream that shifts her into a new reality.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #vssfantasy
    #FoxProse #fairytalepoets #vssmagic #PennedReveries
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  18. Frostbite her only companion, she leans against the icy rocks on the bottom of the precipice. Life won't wait as time longs for balance. Tiredness turns into fatigue, then into unconsciousness. Her last thought is no prayer, but a dream that shifts her into a new reality.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #vssfantasy
    #FoxProse #fairytalepoets #vssmagic #PennedReveries
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  19. Frostbite her only companion, she leans against the icy rocks on the bottom of the precipice. Life won't wait as time longs for balance. Tiredness turns into fatigue, then into unconsciousness. Her last thought is no prayer, but a dream that shifts her into a new reality.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #vssfantasy
    #FoxProse #fairytalepoets #vssmagic #PennedReveries
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  20. Frostbite her only companion, she leans against the icy rocks on the bottom of the precipice. Life won't wait as time longs for balance. Tiredness turns into fatigue, then into unconsciousness. Her last thought is no prayer, but a dream that shifts her into a new reality.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #vss365 #vssfantasy
    #FoxProse #fairytalepoets #vssmagic #PennedReveries
    @vss365 @writingcommunity @poetry

  21. 2/2

    ...endings became your acquaintances. How could they ever be at peace?

    Yet, as a fairy, she'd give everything she had for the chance to only have this one last first kiss, even if a first kiss would mean the end. It still would be her happy ending.

    -
    #poetry
    #PennedReveries #fairytalepoets #FoxProse
    @poetry

  22. 2/2

    ...endings became your acquaintances. How could they ever be at peace?

    Yet, as a fairy, she'd give everything she had for the chance to only have this one last first kiss, even if a first kiss would mean the end. It still would be her happy ending.

    -
    #poetry
    #PennedReveries #fairytalepoets #FoxProse
    @poetry

  23. 2/2

    ...endings became your acquaintances. How could they ever be at peace?

    Yet, as a fairy, she'd give everything she had for the chance to only have this one last first kiss, even if a first kiss would mean the end. It still would be her happy ending.

    -
    #poetry
    #PennedReveries #fairytalepoets #FoxProse
    @poetry

  24. 2/2

    ...endings became your acquaintances. How could they ever be at peace?

    Yet, as a fairy, she'd give everything she had for the chance to only have this one last first kiss, even if a first kiss would mean the end. It still would be her happy ending.

    -
    #poetry
    #PennedReveries #fairytalepoets #FoxProse
    @poetry

  25. 2/2

    ...endings became your acquaintances. How could they ever be at peace?

    Yet, as a fairy, she'd give everything she had for the chance to only have this one last first kiss, even if a first kiss would mean the end. It still would be her happy ending.

    -
    #poetry
    #PennedReveries #fairytalepoets #FoxProse
    @poetry

  26. At the cove's edge, the shadows revealed soul-nixing follies. Lewd leisure made skin shiver in disgust.

    Take a breath mint, and move on.

    They say, these places have love for sale. But they really sell bodies, in increments, left a little more hollow after each deal.

    -
    #WritingCommunity
    #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #whistpr
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity

  27. At the cove's edge, the shadows revealed soul-nixing follies. Lewd leisure made skin shiver in disgust.

    Take a breath mint, and move on.

    They say, these places have love for sale. But they really sell bodies, in increments, left a little more hollow after each deal.

    -
    #WritingCommunity
    #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #whistpr
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity

  28. At the cove's edge, the shadows revealed soul-nixing follies. Lewd leisure made skin shiver in disgust.

    Take a breath mint, and move on.

    They say, these places have love for sale. But they really sell bodies, in increments, left a little more hollow after each deal.

    -
    #WritingCommunity
    #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #whistpr
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity

  29. At the cove's edge, the shadows revealed soul-nixing follies. Lewd leisure made skin shiver in disgust.

    Take a breath mint, and move on.

    They say, these places have love for sale. But they really sell bodies, in increments, left a little more hollow after each deal.

    -
    #WritingCommunity
    #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #whistpr
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity

  30. At the cove's edge, the shadows revealed soul-nixing follies. Lewd leisure made skin shiver in disgust.

    Take a breath mint, and move on.

    They say, these places have love for sale. But they really sell bodies, in increments, left a little more hollow after each deal.

    -
    #WritingCommunity
    #firewords280 #FoxProse #PennedReveries #whistpr
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity

  31. "The meter drives our passion,"
    that's what you said.

    By now, I have
    thought it through thoroughly,
    carefully considered every word,
    and, after a sleepless night,
    came to this conclusion:

    I have no idea what you meant.
    Is it a brilliant placeholder
    for a deeper design,
    or merely a glorious farce?
    Please, help me understand.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #whistpr #firewords280 #OurPoetryX #FoxProse
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  32. "The meter drives our passion,"
    that's what you said.

    By now, I have
    thought it through thoroughly,
    carefully considered every word,
    and, after a sleepless night,
    came to this conclusion:

    I have no idea what you meant.
    Is it a brilliant placeholder
    for a deeper design,
    or merely a glorious farce?
    Please, help me understand.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #whistpr #firewords280 #OurPoetryX #FoxProse
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  33. "The meter drives our passion,"
    that's what you said.

    By now, I have
    thought it through thoroughly,
    carefully considered every word,
    and, after a sleepless night,
    came to this conclusion:

    I have no idea what you meant.
    Is it a brilliant placeholder
    for a deeper design,
    or merely a glorious farce?
    Please, help me understand.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #whistpr #firewords280 #OurPoetryX #FoxProse
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  34. "The meter drives our passion,"
    that's what you said.

    By now, I have
    thought it through thoroughly,
    carefully considered every word,
    and, after a sleepless night,
    came to this conclusion:

    I have no idea what you meant.
    Is it a brilliant placeholder
    for a deeper design,
    or merely a glorious farce?
    Please, help me understand.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #whistpr #firewords280 #OurPoetryX #FoxProse
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  35. "The meter drives our passion,"
    that's what you said.

    By now, I have
    thought it through thoroughly,
    carefully considered every word,
    and, after a sleepless night,
    came to this conclusion:

    I have no idea what you meant.
    Is it a brilliant placeholder
    for a deeper design,
    or merely a glorious farce?
    Please, help me understand.

    -
    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #whistpr #firewords280 #OurPoetryX #FoxProse
    @whistberry
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  36. Strain

    Armors don't work for me.
    They wear me down.
    As does the torturous crapulence
    from substances I could use
    to numb all intensity.

    Those are mere toys,
    to weave an illusion of safety
    as if there ever was anything
    within our control.

    It's not.
    You can't use a sieve
    as a barricade, I know.
    But it can strain the toxins.
    That'll do.

    -

    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #PennedReveries #firewords280 #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  37. Strain

    Armors don't work for me.
    They wear me down.
    As does the torturous crapulence
    from substances I could use
    to numb all intensity.

    Those are mere toys,
    to weave an illusion of safety
    as if there ever was anything
    within our control.

    It's not.
    You can't use a sieve
    as a barricade, I know.
    But it can strain the toxins.
    That'll do.

    -

    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #PennedReveries #firewords280 #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  38. Strain

    Armors don't work for me.
    They wear me down.
    As does the torturous crapulence
    from substances I could use
    to numb all intensity.

    Those are mere toys,
    to weave an illusion of safety
    as if there ever was anything
    within our control.

    It's not.
    You can't use a sieve
    as a barricade, I know.
    But it can strain the toxins.
    That'll do.

    -

    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #PennedReveries #firewords280 #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  39. Strain

    Armors don't work for me.
    They wear me down.
    As does the torturous crapulence
    from substances I could use
    to numb all intensity.

    Those are mere toys,
    to weave an illusion of safety
    as if there ever was anything
    within our control.

    It's not.
    You can't use a sieve
    as a barricade, I know.
    But it can strain the toxins.
    That'll do.

    -

    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #PennedReveries #firewords280 #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry

  40. Strain

    Armors don't work for me.
    They wear me down.
    As does the torturous crapulence
    from substances I could use
    to numb all intensity.

    Those are mere toys,
    to weave an illusion of safety
    as if there ever was anything
    within our control.

    It's not.
    You can't use a sieve
    as a barricade, I know.
    But it can strain the toxins.
    That'll do.

    -

    #WritingCommunity #poetry
    #PennedReveries #firewords280 #FoxProse
    @writingcommunity @poetry