100-125 CE. #GettyVilla
📸 me
100-125 CE. #GettyVilla
📸 me
Minoan cups made by Bronze Age potters some 3,800 years ago!
Heraklion Archaeological Museum, Crete 📷 by me
#Archaeology
Minoan cups made by Bronze Age potters some 3,800 years ago!
Heraklion Archaeological Museum, Crete 📷 by me
#Archaeology
#art #botanical #oilpainting
#art #botanical #oilpainting
Moonlit field, a whoosh of wings,
Death in silhouette.
#BSPP49 #MoonlitField #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@blueskypoetry.bsky.social
Moonlit field, a whoosh of wings,
Death in silhouette.
#BSPP49 #MoonlitField #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@blueskypoetry.bsky.social
Lightly on the underside
Of belief, a love less likely
Tightly keeps the strings
Tied yet divided, broken
Amidst this connection
Twisting into a
Symphony with no
Direction, only noise
Without relief
#Cassiopeian #connect #vss365 #symphony #poetry #writingcommunity
Lightly on the underside
Of belief, a love less likely
Tightly keeps the strings
Tied yet divided, broken
Amidst this connection
Twisting into a
Symphony with no
Direction, only noise
Without relief
#Cassiopeian #connect #vss365 #symphony #poetry #writingcommunity
Acrylic pops,
Inky parades,
Nuanced slop,
Timeless faces,
Iconic places,
Notable pieces,
Garish friezes.
#AcrosticJanuary #Painting #acrosticpoem #writing #writingcommunity
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
Acrylic pops,
Inky parades,
Nuanced slop,
Timeless faces,
Iconic places,
Notable pieces,
Garish friezes.
#AcrosticJanuary #Painting #acrosticpoem #writing #writingcommunity
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social
Built? Narrow passages, ten
Feet tall, glowing walls.
#2WordPrompt #Narrow/Whom #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@jason-h-abbott.bsky.social
Built? Narrow passages, ten
Feet tall, glowing walls.
#2WordPrompt #Narrow/Whom #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@jason-h-abbott.bsky.social
Words fall like glass weights from her tongue,
shattering.
Vacant, vacant—
her eyes,
her tired steps.
Holding
the sum of foolish things.
Words fall like glass weights from her tongue,
shattering.
Vacant, vacant—
her eyes,
her tired steps.
Holding
the sum of foolish things.
Seldom snow
But
Always
Frozen
That was
Her heart
Its world
Her hope
But beneath her feet
Crunched
Magic
And
Sparkle
To some
A landscape
Frigid and bleak
Yet
To her
It was
Her soul's dream
Seldom snow
But
Always
Frozen
That was
Her heart
Its world
Her hope
But beneath her feet
Crunched
Magic
And
Sparkle
To some
A landscape
Frigid and bleak
Yet
To her
It was
Her soul's dream
#watercolour #indianink #enpleinair
#watercolour #indianink #enpleinair
like a bobbin of twine
through this long dark labyrinth
of our earthly time
and the Cardinal sin
that we dare not admit
is believing we chose every step of the way
when we just stumbled along, from day to day
#DailyHaikuPrompt
#Haiku #senryu #tanka
like a bobbin of twine
through this long dark labyrinth
of our earthly time
and the Cardinal sin
that we dare not admit
is believing we chose every step of the way
when we just stumbled along, from day to day
#DailyHaikuPrompt
#Haiku #senryu #tanka
a lone magpie picks Insects
from epitaphs
a lone magpie picks Insects
from epitaphs