Multi-genre #writer of #metaphysical #RomanticSuspense, some #fantasy Ancient Worlds 'Atlantis' pub'd by Clean Reads; 'Tower of Babel' now released
New Zealand
Joined September 2017
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Carol Roberts retweeted
Many stories remained unfinished,
not because love was lacking,
but because its magnitude
could not be contained
within the boundaries society drew.
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Carol Roberts retweeted
For anyone who missed the event this weekend, we’ve cut 24 hours down into one highlights video covering all the highs, lows and everything in between.
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Carol Roberts retweeted
#vss365 #sustain
cloudbursts streaming tears
lightning strikes without thunder
these lives illuminated
I am gone to ground
still, motionless flow
sustained in the eye of time
promises are speaking
I can hear no sound
finding you again
makes me miss you even more
we discover our way in silence
I arrive, lips bound
it was worth the chance
though you thought me a stranger
this is the gift we were given
still I exist, but unfound
©kcs 2026 📸©: my own
ALT A vast stormy sky filled with layered blue-gray clouds, with a pale opening of light near the center and rain falling in the distance above a dark line of trees. Photograph © by Karen Casey-Smith
Carol Roberts retweeted
However dark the night is
Sun still rises every morning
However harsh the winter is
Spring always arrive my friend
Carol Roberts retweeted
#FromOneLine 429 #poetry
I do not know
any other navigation
that could equal
the life moving through the veins
and gathering
on the small island of the heart
beneath the skin
blood draws its own geography
while the soul shifts the ground
the world gives me its slopes
the day its changing light
I cross their brief infinity
becoming me
Carol Roberts retweeted
Yuanfen - Chinese term meaning predestined affinity, fateful coincidence, the unseen force that brings two individuals together. Yuan - the thread of fate or chance causing the paths of two to cross. Fen - quality or outcome of the bond that decides how the connection develops.👇
Carol Roberts retweeted
Check this out please. This is @NiallHarbison, who has the vision to halve the number of stray dogs worldwide in his life-time. Also saving and treating dogs in Thailand, very successful strategy
Crossing the Finish Line for Tina's Hospital youtube.com/live/K44RPa-wg-c… via @YouTube
Carol Roberts retweeted
Europe is now asleep.
🇺🇸 America and rest of world we need your help! I am currently 50km into the 120km run to raise money for Tina’s hospital.
You can donate here 🙏
happydoggo.com/tinas-hospita…
Carol Roberts retweeted
Live stream of my run for Tina’s hospital here on YouTube…
youtube.com/live/K44RPa-wg-c…
Follow along. Share it. Book mark. We are 25km into the 120km 🙏
Carol Roberts retweeted
#vss365 #tissue
you like to think you don't know
what's coming
but you were paying attention
that's why
the disguise tomorrow's wearing
is tissue-thin
you left the door to possibility open
it's a snake charmer's melody
that has you hypnotized
but the pattern is visible
the geometry has spoken
you'd like to be
but you know you won't be surprised
©kcs 2026
ALT A woman seen mostly from behind sits at a large wooden table, her head resting thoughtfully against one hand as she studies a game of solitaire. Warm natural light enters through a nearby window, softly illuminating the cards, a coffee mug, plants, and the quiet room. Created by Karen Casey-Smith/Dall-E ©2026
Carol Roberts retweeted
my psyche
says to me
I’m a collage of craving
mosaic of melancholy
in the recesses of my mind
remain the taints of time
traces of love
remnants of rhyme
a broken staircase I find
that vanishes into the blue
bats in the belfry
ruins of memory
#bionicanadian
@bionicanadian
Phrase: Ruins of memory Tag:#bionicanadian @bionicanadian for likes/RT Pic⬇️@FoxProse
Ruins of memory, a voyage to her inner self. Setting off to sail to her subconscious mind. She sees cracks in the belfry opening up like a broken staircase, her psyche a wounded thing of time!
Carol Roberts retweeted
I chase a dream
across the Pacific
Mama’s ang pao
in my pocket
A maple leaf
I send her
enclosed
in my letter
One night
I woke up
from a nightmare
cold clutch of fear
she wasn’t there
I called her early
next day to say
I’ll make sure
another New Year
we’ll be together
Carol Roberts retweeted
#vss365 #deadfall
what chance did you have
in a deadfall of echoes
closed off from other worlds
I see you there
innocent eyes,
sweet child
they armed your heart
in wounding you
what is normal anyway
except what you get used to?
I wish you knew
no matter what they say
it doesn't have to stay this way
aren't there at least
a million kinds of normal?
©kcs 2026 📸©: my own
ALT A cracked round side mirror in a rusted frame hangs among lush summer greenery. The fractured reflections suggest multiple perspectives and moments existing at once. Inspired by the concept of eternalism, the image explores time as a dimension where past, present, and future coexist. Photo © Karen Casey-Smith, Title: Eternalism.
Carol Roberts retweeted
#vss365 #evermore
#FoxProse
@FoxProse
I watch you from far
and you don't even know
distance is a tangy plum
purple skin dark
as a stretching night
veiling ancient fire
Oh mountain
with broad shoulders
like a god
in intricate entanglement
I watch you with more
than veneration
from afar—
as seeds slow-dream
themselves into sweet fruit
on evermore branches of sun
#poetrycommunity
Carol Roberts retweeted
#vss365
Hold me where hands cannot touch,
through petal dust and sad song
kiss me in that quiet seam where one night ends and another begins
I feel you there
lingering like warmth
on the ragged ends of day
and I dream in fragments
of #evermore
📷 Pixabay
ALT Moonlit ocean under a dark sky with soft scattered clouds
Carol Roberts retweeted
Our Other Lives
Look close as mirror light shimmers silently
We’ve made our shared entanglements real
Wonder asks if our gravity anchors in a past
Another universe just to play with you here?
Dreams found me moving back inside a deep
Messages from myself warning of moments
As we slip in between our lives time plays us
Do you recall what happened to you before?
Are you sure who you are now is who we see
Poets inside you clamor for their other lives
I’ve met them in glints leaked from your eyes
Waiting for you to introduce us in our silence.
#GravityWaves
📸: Google Images
