Ms. 🅰️Washington M.A. artist | author | activist 🖇️

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This poem succeeds in intimacy and lived truth—the tactile weight of depression rendered through precise domestic imagery: “pill bottles like lighthouses,” the child-self learning to walk again. The strength lies in its refusal of melodrama; survival here is quiet, measured in tea and messages sent.

A vibrant blue formation of variants of blue throughout with steady royal blue background and dark blue and white glowing waves raining from the top of the right and curving towards the left side in white wavy and black holes and bright white flashes inside the wave and movement and speckles of white luminous slips and slides. Culminating into a pool of lush pale white and blue ovals. #BlueSkyArtShow #Flowing Art by: #ARW-RAW w/ ArtisstTree

Oldie but goodie #Blue
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Sat Mar 8 — #Flowing
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Hey now 👋🏼 thanks. Yeah took some
Glamour shots for birthday in Jan.

Sade • Janet • Mariah

#vss365 #prompter
#magnanimous

The Collapse

We called the ending
magnanimous!
As if mercy lived in
the slow untruths
as if kindness wore
“face of extinction”.

The earth doesn’t mourn us.
It shrugs our dead skin
reclaims concrete we
poured over its wounds-
dissolves our names
as sediment ash.

mining some ink? spill it
#inkmine Mar 06 #Prompt
#DECADENT

Blushing

pale sullen light
a garden flourishes
masking loneliness.
Her petals unfurl
decadent aroma—
roots tangled hunger
unaware of weight
that dims delight.
each smile, a sole veil
shielding the ache
beneath shunned
earthy beauty.

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#PoetryCommunity
“A prompt, a pulse, a purpose
of the soul —to water a seed.

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🎋 #Haiku4U “Few words. Infinite light.” #December #Prompter ❄️ ⛄️🎄 * Haiku — 3 lines, 5-7-5 * Tanka — 5 lines, 5-7-5-7-7 * Senryū — kinda like haiku * Haiban — prose w/ a haiku #Poetry #Art #Photo #Writing Random #Prompts choose any words. Please! TAG #Haiku4u #Haiku4u By: @arwashington

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History of Haiku: Haiku, originating in Japan, are short poems that express big ideas, they were all about nature and the world around us. Initially written in Japanese, they gained popularity through the famous poet Basho. Today, haiku are penned in various languages worldwide, allowing people to share feelings or moments with just a few cleverly crafted words. Ms.AWashington | @arwashington A SÕLSEED Joint | #Haiku4U |

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“Few words. Infinite light.”

#January #Prompter ❄️
* #Haiku — 3 lines, 5-7-5
* #Tanka — 5 lines, 5-7-5-7-7
* #Senryū — kinda like haiku
* #Haiban — prose w/ a haiku

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I have tons of fountains in my album section from across the USA and abroad because it once was big thing for me. It’s the whole water connection and fascination with the spiritual elements of way. If you read my poetry it is also a theme; not fountains but water and ok its essence. So here at the circular (also a thang for me) is this multicolored sone walled in foundation at the center of the sitting area in this cozy park — and it was almost completely froze. It has a park area aside it (not in pic) and several black metal Chairs along its circumference— w/ as a big contrast barren almost blackish trees surrounded against stone wall.

A cozy little round architecture and mainly arched sitting area with a manicured tree with brown and tan branches sticking out of a bed of some and grassy tan mulch. So petite and cute.

A store which houses indigenous merchandise and coffee shop and prayer sitting area. Leather seats and cowhide rug, road wooden table and big chalk board for prayer wishes on the wall. Undone by its quaint surroundings; I spent most of my time here praying for my family, my eyes and the would have our nation.

Journal 📝 vision better; eyes are very sore, but puffy and tired— looks
like I have black eye: I took pic of me but I’ll spare you of that look) am still doing way too much. I’m excited to see much better, already. I took the time to take little chauffeured road trip. Here: few things caught my eye.

A blue serene of cloud and olden bridge spans frozen and running water, suspended between bare trees that reach like skeletal fingers toward a pale, indifferent sky. The landscape is drained of color—blues turned gray, life turned dormant. Frost-bleached grasses, now grieve and tan, tangle and stand brittle in the foreground, a sea of dead stems that once held green.

#WildWalkPrompt #wither
#tinypoem #minipoem #skypoets

The Cold Goodbye

The air shifts almost
imperceptibly, a faint silence
behind the ribs lingers—
logic cannot quite dismiss.
The short lies; ever more
persistent, burn incessantly.

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Indeed and I encourage you to go for it; most of the world has gone insane: art as resistance is a kind stand that lets the clowns know; we are not aligned with their bs. So do you and creatively loud. 🤍🤍

Gloves back on. Back in the ring. On drumming, grief, and medicine. Finally! A new post!

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New post!

What a gift; I appreciate your support n’ tip —most of all: belief in my artistry and activism. It matters.

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Also see your new site in kofi. I’ll certainly check back for updates.

#HAIKU4U | MARCH #PROMPTER • lovely • delete • lovely • resistance • daffodils • hyacinth • Valentine • finite • belief • blooms • relic • anchor • special • monologic • trustworthy • sequence Ms.AWashington | ArtisstTree | ARW-RAW | SÕLSEED | #Haiku4u

History of Haiku— Haiku, originating in Japan, are short poems that express big ideas, they were all about nature and the world around us. Initially written in Japanese, they gained popularity through the famous poet Basho. Today, haiku are penned in various languages worldwide, allowing people to share feelings or moments with just a few cleverly crafted words. Ms.AWashington | @arwashington A SOLSEED Joint | #Haiku4u |

Line 1: 5 syllables Line 2: 7 syllables Line 3: 5 syllables What is #Haiku? A haiku is a three-line poem without rhyme, rooted in a traditional Japanese form. While there are various styles, the conventional Asian pattern is to have five syllables in the first and last lines, and seven in the middle. Ms.AWashington | @arwashington A SÖLSEED Joint | #Haiku4U |

Thank you card with big black blooming plant with purple-lavender stem and black polka dots in center of flower. #Haiku4u

#Haiku4U — 🪷
Few words. Infinite light.

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What We Step Over I am flabbergasted by how quickly we forget the bodies. flesh that was warm this morning— hands held children mouths that said someone’s name with love. We are flabbergasted by gas prices— by election results by celebrity scandals while somewhere a soldier rots in mud and nobody knows to start grieving yet. A #Solseed Joint

#Prompter #emoetry
#flabbergasted

What We Step Over ⤵️

I am flabbergasted
by how quickly
we forget
the bodies.

flesh that was warm
this morning—
hands held children
mouths that said
someone’s name
with love.

A #Solseed Joint
#divinity #soulful

I’m with you sister ☮️

In part: AfroFuturistic Sci-Fi Sapphic Series by #RAW-RAW #LesFicFi #BlackWriters #BlackSkyRelay The particular silence of early morning in their apartment — the kind that belonged only to them, that had no protocol, no resonance frequency, no alignment threshold. Just warmth. Just the sound of breathing. Ahbenii had stood at the window with her tea going cold and watched the city below begin to stir - the first transit humanoids moving like shadows along the lower walkways, the vertical gardens brightening incrementally as the light panels shifted - and she had felt, for a few unguarded minutes, entirely sufficient. What she had with Zahra was sufficient. What they had built together - in small gestures, in the rhythm of shared space, in the particular way Zahra laughed at her own jokes before she finished telling them - was enough. She had not known, then, how much she would need to remember that feeling. Zahra had woken to find her still at the window.

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#Sapphic #SapphicWriters

My condolences 💐

#OurPoetryX #bold
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#Prompt 5 Mar

Cosmos

Our bodies whisper
secrets sighs—
A tapestry of longing
soft and #bold—
Sacred sensuality
where truth lies—
With every touch
a universe aligns.
Unraveling stories
the heart has told.

Intro: #8AmWritingClub
A #Solseed Joint
#soulful

Interesting— #DType
Fet: BlakkReignn