@Jen0live

revisiting for a bit ❤️

 Lowcountry, USA
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Joined November 2015
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My love is endless. If deaths cold wind blows my ashes far out to sea, I'll love you from the stars. #SeaOfVerse
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passport in one pocket
my mother's songs in the other —
I take off,
and both #travel with me. 
#vss365
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no traffic blink & you’re there like a shortest route trust me it’s still tedious&tiring in between taking notes&naps turns&twists ride maps it’s a luxurious trap as I travel the hallways of my dream home still paying my rent for that short walk I take pride in #vss365 #travel
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SENRYU 0519 ​ wind drawn tears travel etched lines long left by crows feet now ever aging ​ 
© Copyright David Hoffmann 2026 - All Rights Reserved ​ #vss365 #travel #haiku #senryu #senryusunday #senryu0519
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rain crashing down hard trees bent double in the wind birds #travel sideways #vss365
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cloudy autumn sky storks #travel thermal currents legs trailing, wings spread #vss365 #haiku
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smallpipes highlands peat deep of bog stone canons echo cross octaves undertones squeeze my hand bellow our hearts our vessel instruments Intersections, waves flow I take you in my satchel folded to #travel well when you sigh I hold you at my breast to keepsake warm #vss365
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stripped of her radiance she recalled the art of burning #10wordspoet
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pigeon wing flowers from the wild woods we #travel tambourines striking #vss365
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poppy to remember joy lapels have faces of old wars stick pin in worsted wool an orange pumpkin glow candle flickers every Halloween a graveyard candy papers shuffle wind a hollow #taper as a whistle fades tin pipes ghost soldiers marching tombstones in a line #vss365
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Inhale air, exchange with tobacco. Smoke swirls in cold brume: one taper. #vss365 #haiku
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the cranes taper to a single wingbeat— autumn sky #vss365 • #taper
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"No mother / will ever pluck us with a gentle turn / of her wrist." Love how non-humanness feels so deeply human, the transformation, and unexpected shift in POV in this autumnal poem 🤍 'The Unripe Apples' by @CharisJMorgan in @GrainLitMag #poetry #poetrycommunity
'The Unripe Apples' by @CharisJMorgan in @GrainLitMag

ALT 'The Unripe Apples' by @CharisJMorgan in @GrainLitMag

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#FoxProse @FoxProse #poetsoftwitter #poetrycommunity #WritingCommunity Agin puff sky a sigh, fleeces glide, branch wheezes inverting dance colored leaf tip over ground pound, pound wind found shaking, high step luster the #danceofpatiencepieces taken to heart inside.
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rub the rain turn of yellow trees fallen angels are the leaves #sneakers squeak and slip on the wings brown tricks grip missteps the stride gutters glitter the streetlight shows my gashed knee limping home to Mercurochrome, iodine and salve #vss365
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matted eyes cracked nothing nothing has changed the cat purrs on my lap corruption chaos and cruelty still reign another piece of my heart proceeds me to a place i do not know no doubt, i will continue walking these marked miles legs of rubber #vss365 #miles
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thundering hooves pound wildebeests travel for #miles dusty savanna #vss365 #haiku
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The witch's boots could cross six #miles in a single stride (perfect for quests, curses, and escaping awkward convos) Less perfect for midnight cheese cravings! She often dozed off wearing them. The dairy farmer had recently begun charging her a midnight convenience fee. #vss365
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I’m #miles from home, but never far from you— the road may take me anywhere, yet I carry you beneath every horizon. You are not a thought I return to, but the quiet certainty of a heart that has already chosen. #vss365
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Miles of roses wrapped in ivy, trestles climbing the crumbling estate. Ghosts groaning near the garden gate. Miles of bodies flowering in their wake. #vss365 #miles
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they floated up #miles of swamp marsh lazing placid brackish where the cordgrass bends ghosts among salt and hammocks #vss365
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