... & the moon played a lullabye on his #guitar, with strings made of golden threads of moonlight ... (& only one grumpy owl complained: "Shush, or I'll call the Night Manager) #thingstowriteabout

The little ghost pouted. "Why are you not scared?" "Because you could never #spook me as much as humans do. Besides, you're way too cute." "Phew" said the editor. "Much too obvious!" #vss365

ice skating Daddy's icicled beard winter's #magic #thingstowriteabout

We woke to snow & winter had left us a fern frost message on the window "Good Morning", "Have you slept well?" & "It's your turn to shovel snow" Or maybe it is musical notion & if you play it, will it sound like Vivaldi or more like John Zorn? #FromOneLine

Since schooldays, people often see me as an #oddball, mainly people who don't know me too well. Oh, look, what kind of music he's listening too. Yes, & what kind of books he reads. What, he reads books? Even my other half is not always free from it, but at least I am her oddball #vss365

The #owl looked sceptical. For all it knew, humans are not nocturnal. Having woken from uneasy dreams, not yet able to go back to sleep, I agreed. If I smoked, I'd have lit a cigarette. Luckily, I don't. The owl gave me one more look, then flew away, hooting. It sounded like Good Night

I arrived in this world #clueless, had to learn the local language from scratch. Not everything made sense then, as it often still doesn't today. But after 45 years I am finally getting the gist. For the second half I hope for less unwelcomed surprises & more colourful sunrises #vss365

#photoshare #winter

My first publication of the year! I love Pippi Longstockings, but can never resist a chance to make fun of said band 😅 Happy New Year, @dadakuku.bsky.social

#balderdash or as we say in plattdütsch Tüünkram #vss365 @kokopellibfree.bsky.social 😉

#EarwormOfTheDay: The Prince of Hambug from The musical Barnum If you're looking for a synonym for today's #vss365 prompt #balderdash, here's the wonderful Jim Dale to help you out www.youtube.com/watch?v=98kY...

I speak four languages fluently but not #balderdash #vss365

Is #home where I hang my jacket (I don't have a coat), or where the neighbours know my name & take my parcels when I'm not there? Is it where I can close the door behind me? Whatever it is, "each place that I've been with you, that place has been my home"* *Dave van Ronk #thingstowriteabout

#EarwormOfTheDay: Laternenlied by Kurz vor der Sonne "Give me life Give me a space to be, Give me a home, fill our glasses on more time..." BTW: Sorry not sorry about the line on the punks & the sink... www.youtube.com/watch?v=QHA2...

Tarot & tea leaves are so 2025! Let's ask the Liquorice Oracle instead: Reach into the bag without looking & choose wisely. It doesn't matter if you draw the star, heart or fish, for they are all good omens. But if you get the skull: Good Luck! Trust me, you'll need it. #MPPrompt

Sometimes my poems make sense too easily & I'd rather write like an #abstarct painter, splashing a word here, setting a little accent there & crossing a line thru half the text. But when I step back from my work & look at the whole, again it makes too much sense. Damn! #vss365

I wonder what happens to #fortune cookies well past their sell by date. Do they just turn stale? Do their prophecies become null & void or even turn into the opposite, so the "tall, dark stranger" becomes a short blonde familiar? What would Confucius have said? #thingstowriteabout

It's been a #delight again, traveling the world with you. Now we are back home, cuddled up on the sofa, planning this years trips. #vss365

Three things that guide me through my life for more than 45 years now: the words of my favourite fairytales and poets, the #curiosity for people and places, and the almost childlike believe in the good. #thingstowriteabout

and the moon and the stars are my companions that watch over me and bring beauty to my #dreams, even if I close my eyes. thus, it shall happen that no harm be done. from now on I want to collect dreams for the future. #vss365

As the year draws to an end, I'd like to share one piece of writing I've been very proud of lately. It's been published in the latest #FromOneLine anthology. Wishing you all a happy, healthy & peaceful New Year! May 2026 be the year of the dragonfly for us! #writingcommunity

Let us not turn up our noses at the White Flag (let alone blow them into it), instead, let us find the truth/truce in our hearts, that - with the exception of some obstinate war mongers - we all want #peace. #whistpr

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Do you remember when I took you to the Cosmic #picnic on the Comet pasture? We had some Black Hole tea & White Dwarf sandwiches. We even got to pet a moon calf. Everything was fine, until I plucked you a star rose & the Space gardener threw us out. #thingstowriteabout

Let's #travel light into the New Year, only with a bag full of hope, a pocket of kindness & a sense of wonder. & NO fireworks! (One day, I fear, they will even shoot the moon out of the sky). #vss365

Day follows Night, just as Night turns into Day, seeing each other only briefly when they hand over the staff. Still, their flirtatious exchange makes the sky blush every time, even after all those centuries. #MPPrompt

Some people have Diamonds on the #soles of their shoes, while others have only their dreams to step on. That's why they walk so softly. #vss365 (with a Thank you, Sir to Messrs Simon & Yeats)

I dream of the ocean. At night, the waves gently hit the shore of my bed, rock me to sleep & carry me to distant lands. In the morning, they safely bring me back. But, aww, to see the ocean just one more time... #FaeSense

#mint kisses from my winter time love cough & cold season #whistpr

so true for it only needs make a difference to one

The world expects very little from a poet, since it doesn't read poetry. It thinks of us as odd codgers with our heads in the clouds, at best talking flowery gibberish. But somewhere, an insecure teen is soaking up every word you write, feeling understood & seen. #MPPrompt

#otd wäre Schauspielerin, Sängerin und Autorin Hildegard Knef 100 Jahre alt geworden. Ihr zur Erinnerung eines ihrer Lieder, erschreckend aktuell #botd www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4Ly...

When I sit down at the #typewriter I feel like a virtuoso, playing Bach The well-tuned Olivetti #thingstowriteabout

Everyone agrees that war is wrong - so why are pacifists looked down upon at the same time? Why does #Mars always have to be the Bringer of War? Is eponymist of a choclate bar not enough? I would be proud. #vss365

I've been working very hard, adding another #brilliant mistake to my portfolio #whistpr

He was my #bestfriend in sixth form & we tried to stay that way, even after graduation. But 25 years later, I wonder what happened along the way or why we lost contact. But sometimes I think about trying out if his old e-mail still works. As of yet, I still haven't dared to. #rhingstowriteabout

I grew up a #garden child, flowers in my hair & beans in my ears. Now I cultivate pretty (?) words, hoping to see them bloom. But sometimes, I still miss the fresh #air, the hopeful green & the smile of the sun flowers. #whistpr #vss365

I once wrote a song called "Who could imagine" When I remembered it today I leafed thru a pile of my lyrics, but couldn't find it anywhere (Who could've imagined I'd miss it one day?) And now I am wondering #who stole my song #thingstowriteabout

the #struggle to stay awake after Xmas dinner ( in German, we call this condition "Schnitzelkoma" 😉) #vss365

I am a rogue, smuggling weird ideas past the port authorities. At sunset, I sit at #star -board and dream about being a grown-up. I hope, it never happens, though. #thingstowriteabout

I've started my reading year with "The Shadow Deception" & I'm finishing it with "The Ghost Orb" by @katemachon.bsky.social. Two books full of humour, suspense, surprises & wonderful inventions like Rainbow Travel & The Angel Archives. Highly recommended! #writingcommunity #indieauthors

In the corner of our bedroom, above my head, hangs my dreamcatcher old, a bit torn, it #survived moving house three times, lost some feathers, but reliably does its job. I would never replace it anyway, because it belonged to you, Mom. #vss365

I never recovered from that sudden outburst of #beauty in spring: the bird songs, the flowers blooming, the ice breaking. Now it is winter and my world is still full of colours. #whistpr

Wishing all my mutuals, regular & occasional readers a merry & peaceful Christmas. Greeting to my #vss365, #whistpr, #inkmine, #FromOneLine #BlueSkyRelay, #thingstowriteabout & #WritingCommunity friends. You make it all worthwhile!

I caught the moon in my fishing net, wove the rays into a #scarf and collected the dew from a rainbow. All, so I could afford the prize of your heart. #thingstowriteabout

I've seen a #shooting star last night & I didn't make a wish, because I thought it might be you & the scar was still too fresh (a snippet from the second verse of my song lyrics "Love or Die" I wrote almost 25 years ago) #vss365 #shoot

#EarwormOfTheDay: The song I dreamt about last night & that doesn't exist in reality In the dream I asked my other half: Is it Slow Train Coming by Bob Dylan? Of course it wasn't, although the melody was quite similar (I haven't heard it in years) I only remember the 1. line: Old age is coming

The rain #monster was stalking the land. You could see its wet footprints everywhere. Soon everybody was drenched to the bone. Nobody knew how to stop it – nobody, except the Red Umbrella! #thingstowriteabout

This would be the line to one day become a poem if I can find the time & inspiration #FromOneLine