Domestic cat--an oxymoron. I'm not foreign. (nudges the fern to the edge) Wrong 'domestic'. (I catch the pot in time) I do avoid chores. (picture of my ex goes next) Don't we all (that one can fall) Best take cover. (a claw on the switch, his car totalled) Terrorist! (I give him cuddles) #vss365

The media platforms buzz with threats of invasion--Russia! No, China! No, Isis! Neighbors gather in the cul-de-sac, smug in their lack of hysteria. "WW3!" guffaws Max. "The apocalypse, oh my!" Ruth sniggers. Rex, #conscious of the fleet perched at the edge of the atmosphere, nods along #vss365

The arbitrary shadows of status quo undulate on cave walls and still they hate it when you suggest they turn around-- only now they call it progress while sitting motionless in the dark. #vss365 #arbitrary

Through the labyrinth, the black minotaur pursues. It wears her mother's face. Memory #eludes her. Where's my girl? -- Mom plucks at the sheets. She moans, "Mommy!" & I know she's in deep. She learned young not to rely on Gram, not for help, not for love. I hope she feels my hand at least. #vss365

autumn petrichor seasons the humidity with late summer spice #DailyHaikuPrompt (spice)

humid clouds, blue dome surge of nano-mass mimics a late summer sky #ScifaikuSaturday (surge)

v, v sandcrabs croon silently up to sandpipers the response: w, w #DailyHaikuPrompt (sandpiper) #haiku

silent invasion a fatal pulse masquarades as sunset's green flash #SciFaikuSaturday #flash

The 02 August 2025 #ScifaikuSaturday #prompt is #FLASH ✍️ 👽 🛸 #AmWriting #BlueSkyPoetry #Haiku #MicroPoem #PoetsOfBlueSky #Poetry #PoetryCommunity #SciFi #SFF #WritingPrompts

fine. a smile attempt tugs the edges of his lips against the gravity well of disapproval. if there were a world without drawn lines of death against any sort of disagreement lips would soar free. instead the #scowl ballasts his stare, his weighty righteousness my massive silence #vss365

I found the timewarp hiking the woods of my hometown alone. It sends me back thirty years to my adolescence and teenaged body. With adult courage, I ask out the shy girl I admired but never dared speak to. Thirty years later she finds the timewarp, and says yes. #vss #sff

she peeks in poppies for proof of parallel worlds the fae hide in phlox #ScifaikuSaturday #proof

The Lyrids finally got interesting: starry scintillae, like dandelion seeds released across the night. Mom wasn't thrilled. "That's not how..." "In the car!" Dad tore us out of there while cheers echoed. In the bunker, we watch drone footage pan across a landscape of steaming craters. #vss365

We meet at Neti's, the #liminal cafe just north of the crossroads--crap pastries but the coffee's nice & dark. Your spectral arms chill my shoulders, your kiss is mist. "Not dead?" You sound sad. "Ray's still in school." You frown. You forget the world--and I long to get back to our boy. #vss365

We tie #springs to her shoes. She takes to the trampoline. Up, up she goes! Down she comes with cumulus in her hair. Higher! she shouts & we launch into a double bounce. We wait... ...and wait. The coils come down without her. On rainbow days, we still hear her shrieking laughter. #vss365

Eliot got it half-right about a whimper-not-bang finale. The other half: it began that way too. A Moderate #Whimper, time-rippling the hollow gut of Null. Then, becoming a bawl as foresight sets in, like an eagle tearing into a smoldering liver. #vss365

UNLOGGED —the whimper no timestamp captured There was no scream when I lost them— just a shift in air, a chair not pulled back, calls unreturned, and the #whimper my system emitted at 03:11, while no one noticed I hadn’t rebooted. #vss365 #vss365

On the yellow brick road of 'cognitive decline', she smiles when she sees me. I imagine a glimmer of recognition. Somewhere between greetings & conversation, #clarity takes a detour through dreaming poppies. Then, shadows fall across her pillow. I only hope they're cast by emerald towers. #vss365

“Your masala’s delicious! Great flavor,” Raved a #customer, currying favor. Then she added, “But please Make it hotter. Don’t tease!” Said the chef, “Fine, but first sign this waiver!” #vss365 #Food #FoodFriday #Limerick #Limericks #Rhyme #Humor #Humour #Poetry #MicroPoetry #LightVerse #Verse

The reel captivated us. Perfect weather, 20C, creamy sun. Humanoid aliens, lithe anime figures. Honest political class. We land, they slough off their elfin skin. "False advertising!" we cry. Our politicians *are* honest--they grin with overlapping teeth--Meet the #marketing department. #vss365

rustle of cattails heron wings swirl silver mists a talon-scraped slough #dailyhaikuprompt (misty)

The #bounce to Charon takes only 20 minutes. We tuck the entire earth in 200-year cryo until we get back. I kiss her forehead. “Have good sleeps, sweetie.” I make sure the pepto’s handy. Besides some nausea (and the procession of the equinox) no one will know the difference. #vss365

The 29 Mar 2025 #ScifaikuSaturday #prompt is #PEACE ✍️ 👽 🛸 #AmWriting #BlueSkyPoetry #Haiku #MicroPoem #PoetsOfBlueSky #Poetry #PoetryCommunity #Scifaiku #SciFi #SFF #WritingPrompts 🚫 tag @AmWriting.bsky.social

Peace, post-invasion empty streets, radio silence I yearn for chaos #ScifaikuSaturday (peace)

not dementia just her brain canoodling with hourglass sand #vss365 #canoodle #haiku

No one believes her stories, but we go at midnight to hear them. Villagers dance maskless around an open fire. Voyagers drink water straight from a stream. Unsuited children climb trees & leap waves with no #radioactive worries. Archives are scrubbed clean. We roll in Gram's grubby tales. #vss365

"You will endure this too," I tell her. After all, I was there, in the spring, certain the searing betrayals & blazing hearts would burn forever. Along with all the #sempiternal desires that enflamed youth: reduced to moribund embers--with just enough heat to warm these weathered hands. #vss365

Took a stroll with #Infinity. He doesn't say much, but his breath rasps, like a wind fretting a cavern. He tosses stardust ahead of us on the sand and muses about the heat death of the universe. I can't barely hold my head above the deluge of his dreams, but it's fun to keep swimming. #vss365

Banked by concrete & stepped with #weirs, our river holds the last of the jack mackerel. We catch the fry in sand pails (nets aren't allowed). Alarm bells on nearby posts blurt if we keep them too long. We tally our summer by the silver flash of temporary treasure. #vss365

to the golden years I time-trekked, only to find lumped up lead moments #scifaikusaturday (gold/golden)

Tuesday- March 4, 2025 Yesterday's responses to balustrade were wild! Great work, guys! Your #vss365 #prompt is out: Some of us reside in the #penumbra of our dreams.

#writing #monoku #vss365 #micropoetry #モノク Through motherboard's labyrinth, a love letter is written, in the language of 1s and 0s, a heart beats.

"Black bones!" Mia whoops. On our almost-tidally locked world, mobile villages pursue the slow #penumbra of twilight. On a dare, Mia teetered on day's edge; I waded into night's shore. Back in shade we compare blisters, hers red, mine pale. "Did you see any?" A frozen child. "No," I say #vss365

#vss365 A baluster by trade he was their pillar, he staid: in place till they wanted more space ...for the "view," his mates knew It was their face, this their railing -- all joined him, none fled just twirled & watched as the flailing ones bled, gone to a rocky grade

Monday March 3, 2025 Your #vss365 #prompt is out: #balustrade An elegant thing. Fun to say? I think so! 😂

I kept my care in your castle, but you tossed it over the #balustrade. I chased it out onto the moors & lost it among the gorse. The portcullis slammed behind me. I lay down in the moss to wait for despair, but care came back to me. In a snug bothy by the sea, my care now keeps me. #vss365

My blistered fingers skid over the handrail. I pass their bedroom. They're awake, muffled voices. I lean way over the #balustrade to Schrodinger myself between safety & the courtyard three storeys down. If it's *him*, I will let go. The door opens. It's Papa. The cat is alive this time. #vss365

*come join us * all genres welcome download the photo, write a poem or short story use the hashtag #vsspic & you are all set! Have a great week & Happy Writing, The #vsspic team ✨

shock to the system we drift in shivered currents untwined covalence #scifaikusaturday (bond)

Hitched to Arcturus to break our bond; there observe that we're entangled #ScifaikuSaturday (bond)

Planets with life we harvest for their fibres. Once crafted into neural #lace, we cast the netting over time to communicate w/ our vagabond kind. The natives are none the wiser--literally. --- This idiocracy's anti-intellectualism. No, it's woke! Flouride in the water! PFCs! Seed oils! #vss365

the pale skin of winter sky black-laced by bare branches #vss365 (lace)

To add alcohol or poison, snare, entice, braid, twine, fasten, adorn, decorate. Today's #vss365 #Prompt is #lace I look forward to reading. Rivers lace the ground like frozen veins. 📷Water.Shapes.Earth by aerial photographer Milan Radisics

journey to Vega one cubby of belongings includes your teddy #scifaikusaturday (belonging)

In my closet, the #cloak of middle age hung like a shroud. I resisted wearing it. But the years chilled my bones, so I shrugged it on. Then I discovered magic in its folds. Its invisibilty powers gave me freedom. I danced & sang aloud. "What's with the old git?" flipped right off the flounce #vss365

Just enough TIME to squeak one in.

--Marg, soup tastes off. --How odd. --Right odd. Wouldn't be trying to poison me, would ya, Sweets? --Poo! You got me. --A weak way kill, poison. That's why women do it. --I could never #fool you, dear. --Damn right. I dump the split pea. My hand slips in my apron pocket, heavy with iron #vss365

for all that went wrong there are angels amongst us thanks for being ours #BraveWrite #vss365 #haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry #LAFires #LAFirestorm2025 Thank you #FirstResponders 🚒 & all here who keep us in their hearts… We love you, Aspen, Cub🧑‍🧒& Hermione🐈 (BBS)

All night I stumble through a fever sleep, the twists of semi-lucidity, the corridors of thick breath. Hoofbeats of my pulse pursue me through the #labyrinth. Ariadne, framed in the shadow of horns, simpers. Her red tourniquet tightens at my throat, choking off my escape. #vss365