she forges folds into her paper heart crafting crisp creases with fingers aching to crumple #poetry

Rendered homeless by the Great #Clash, humanity took to distant horizons. Carrying with them their hopes and traditions. The seed of memory, waiting to blossom on a world of their own. Alas, the universe was full. And good riddance. Vega for Vegans, you know? #vss365 #SciFiMicro #PennedReveries

the hollowed pumpkin knows the secret to smiling despite its emptiness #haiku #inkMine

He drank too much the night before the time loop started. So it took a while for his #pulped brain to see that it wasn't just deja vu. He woke up to a perfect sky...and a painful hangover. Every. Damn. Day. The worst part of the story? He wasn't even the main character. #vss365 #vsstimetravel

“It actually doesn’t take much to be considered a difficult woman. That’s why there are so many of us.” Jane Goodall

#DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku high tide as if we were never here

Bite my head off. It's not like it will regrow twice as venomous or anything... #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry #poemaday

The world was against them. They had no future together. Quite the #conundrum. But she had a #plan. So she took his hand, and they escaped to the past. In the emptiness before #eternity, they found it. Perspective. And endless possibilities. #vss365 #InkMine #weirdmicro #CosmicCozy #vssFantasy

It wasn't some big #mystery. I mean, pale skin? Pouty lips? Pointy teeth? And a tuxedo? Father Mike knew a vampire when he me saw one. He drove the stake in. But the bastard didn't #sublimate. Ah, yes. Of course. How could he have #forgotten? It was Halloween. Crap. #Inkmine #vss365 #vssmagic

. The autumn sky shows the colours of my longing. Brilliant artist. #senryu .

Zack believed in being prepared. He hung garlic at the windows (to keep vampires away). Kept an axe by the bed (for zombie attacks). And of course, he had a tinfoil hat. He was ready for any #eventuality. Almost. We never did find out what got him in the end. But it sure was hungry. #vss365

I heard there’s a rapture coming Out in the pasture they’re waiting That there pastor took tithings They gave it all to the master But Jesus does not come faster And to me they look like jesters #tercets #poetry #micropoetry #writingcommunity #raptureparty

Once a generation, the Mouse opens the Vault. From the #shadows, the old princesses emerge, to feed on the sweet gossamer dreams of youth. #Reinvigorated, they lay their eggs in the #immense depths of the collective unconscious. Sated, they sleep once more. For now. #vssfantasy #vss365 #InkMine

perhaps, if i call upon tonight's golden shooting stars kismet's signature of dreams will gather up reinvigorate & elevate the longing language of my heartbeats to make my wishes come true, & i could spend all of my today's all of my tomorrow's beautifully loved by you. #vss365

Your daily horoscope: Today will feel like a movie - filled with laughter & tears, loud noises & gentle music, and the possibility of jump scares, talking animals, and epic space battles.

Gary was old money. Real old. Some put their faith in the #sparkle of gold and gems, defending their #gains with fangs and flame. He invested in lies and #opinion instead. You know. #Stocks, bonds, politics. Sometimes, you could still see the dragon in his smile. #whistpr #2wordprompt #vss365

the lotus blossom steals the show, whilst underneath the koi is subtle #DaikyHaikuPrompt (Lotus, Subtle) #haiku

Some call it Fate. Or destiny. He knows better. It takes vision. #Determination. #Unflinching sacrifice. A few dozen virgins should do the trick. He wipes his bloody hands, #sighs. Back to #work. The world's not going to end *itself* #tonight, after all. #2wordprompt #vss365 #InkMine #vssmagic

the morning falls to ashes accordingly life goes on follows the steps of nature #Art #abstract #painting #life #nature #poetry

We #abhorred the world together United to burn it down forever They build martyrs of criminals But that was always their tell I may not celebrate a persons death But I don’t need to mourn when the sword enters the sheath #couplets #emoetry #poetry #poem #micropoetry #writing

crack open my shell, you will find another one lying underneath. #dailyhaikuprompt #shell #micropoem #micropoetry #poem #poetry #haiku #senryu #3lines #feylin?

There are lights on Mars. And mines. I know. We #power them with our labour. Our blood and sweat and tears. They call us unsung heroes, and feed us slogans. Adversity feeds ascension. Work will set you free. We know better now. And we'll free our damn selves. #FromOneLine 384 #vss365 #FoxProse

The sky forgets how far it goes, As clouds compose their poetry… #TheSkySpeaksSoftly #photography #SkiesOfWonder

My hand closed over the handle. I stepped through the #doorway... and was plunged into a fairytale land of magic and mystery. In the distance, a lion roared. A #dragon answered back. The door shut behind me. This stupid house. Did none of these damn doors lead to a bathroom? #vss365 #whistpr

Old door creaks open Whispers drift through the #doorway Temptation beckons #haiku #vss365

fresh fields need wild #hearts and bare feet mossy minds #haikufeels #haiku #poetry #firewords280 #vsspic

it is not a matter of with for I'm never without and I believe even while I dream or lay in deep slumber I am conscious of you and I am certain that even as I breathe some minute mote of air was in your lungs too and my lips every nerve ending has burned the memory of your kiss #vss365

AI can do many things cheaper, faster and easier than humans. But can it walk while reading, fall into a hole, and not learn its lesson? Exactly. Anyhoo, for a smarter take on AI and life, read Future Proof: Rules For Humans In the Age of Automation by Kevin Roose. It's interesting stuff. #booksky

It's never too late to learn something new. It's never too late to learn the secret language of owls. It's never too late to wrap yourself in moss & wild magic and to become the forest horror that timid folk whisper about in the dark.

Heaven and Earth speak inside the garden— in sun-ripened fruits that give, and give. in seeds cyclically sown, with or without us. in the cursive font of vining leaves, spelling out a message: that they are first and foremost their own. #2WordPrompt - Font & Garden #Poetry #Poem #BlueskyPoetry

"You can't catch me!" he laughed in a #shrill little voice. "I'm the Gingerbread Ma-" Third try's the charm. He #eluded the Old Man with ease. Evaded the Old Lady in #style. But Fox snapped him up, from biscuity body to blueberry eyes. He was a bit bitter, really. #BraveWrite #vss365 #vssmagic

To live An #obligation Of being To sight An #obligation Of seeing The Cosmos An #obligation Of flight Darkness An #obligation Of light #Emoetry #poetry #poetsofbluesky #writersofbluesky #skywriting

It's a bittersweet vintage, with hints of days long #past. It tastes of #elderberries and #enchantment. Of long summer days and midnight confessions. And her. He sighs, and raises a glass, and opens another bottle. But it doesn't taste the same. Without her. #vss365 #WildWalkPrompt #vssfantasy

Each time I look at you, I see a constellation stitched into living skin, a map the universe created so I wouldn’t lose my way. Your breath steadies the vastness inside me, turning chaos into wonder, as if love itself were charted in the stars. #vss365 #poetry #constellation

There are webs all over the room, strewn like #lace. "You like spiders, huh?" "It's mutual." They kiss. A sharp pain. Numbness. She eats him slowly. Poor suffering thing. The leftovers go to the webs. Sharing is caring. It's one of her #virtues. #vssdaily #WeirdMicro #horrorprompt #vsspic

Dawn is breaking on the other side of this small world I lie under a weighted blanket of night never lonely among the stars even if the moon makes me yearn a little it's just a tender hope I'm learning to hold again like I know one day dawn will find me here again and like the sun I'll rise #poetry

She'd hide love notes around the house. Sometimes with puzzles. Games. Stories of evil twins. #Malignant doppelgangers. The #night before their wedding, there was one last note. Years later, he finds it on the #bookshelf. Just one line, in blood. "She's not me." #vss365 #horrorprompt #whistpr

"Any book worth banning is a book worth reading." Isaac Asimov

#Rose was a brave girl. #Audacious, even. Every day she'd make her way, skipping, smiling, taking flowers to grandma. Then a car hit her, and she was gone. It was sad, sure, but okay. The next clone was better anyway. But she never skips or smiles, or takes flowers to grandma. #InkMine #vss365

it's too #late to expect happiness in the autumn you can only hope for a mild winter the #audacious dance with wishes and dreams is a testament to ignorance and the fallacy of deservedness #vss365 #whistpr

The fisherman and the mermaid met at high tide. Part #bass, part angel, she was. #Luminescent, and #scaly, and wonderful. Dusk to dawn they tarried. And as the sun rose, he crept home, drunk on bliss. Only the starfish know why. And they're not telling. #vss365 #whistpr #penstricken #FoxProse

i guess i should thank you for breaking my heart because i never thought we would end and in one clinically calculated move you made me believe in things i could never imagine #poem #poetry #brokenheart #lessonlearned #writeyourheartout

She'd had enough of tame religions. The magic of forever trapped in solemn songs and hypocrisy. She held her belly, felt the #malformed entity swimming within. Her #gift to the world. The #Seals were broken. The incubation was almost complete. Revelation was coming. #vss365 #InkMine #vssmagic

Tonight the Black Moon passes overhead, a lantern extinguished, a threshold unmarked. To step here is to trust that unseen roots still know how to grow, that the dark itself is only the first note of the song. As the cosmos hold its breath, what will you call into the dark? #witchsky

"Oh, Mother, you're so boring," the Princess laughed. "So #mundane." The Queen was quiet, reflecting. On spindles and apples. Of #wandering and wonders. A lifetime of #risky #gambits. #Repeating the same mistakes, and adding new ones. "Yes," she said. "So boring." #vss365 #2wordprompt #InkMine

Mortals must taste death And yet our words Are marks On page and echo Canyon walls Cosmic event horizons Assuring ripples Of atomic influence What we name Makes real some things Never known And so arises the eternal #poetry #banter

Writers often do well with writing the weird. We are like weird magnets and collect odd tidbits of unusual information. Trivia is a great resource for writing short stories. You already know stuff. Share it with the world. Twist it a bit further today. #writingcommunity #booksky #weirdstuff #write

There was a city at the edge of eternity, where men kept endless #vigil against the dark. The City of Waterfalls & Dreams, some called it. Of stars and stories and #sensory delights. All gone now. Ruins. But the waterfalls still stand. Only the dreams are broken. #vss365 #BraveWrite #vsspic