I'm bringing eclairs! 😋 What will you be bringing to my party? #authors#authorsky#writersky#writingcommunity#writer#authorsofbluesky

#vss365 #poetry #surrealism Is there a better way to chime to touch, entwine, fall into fog and fly with doves, a unison of chords fashioned into song; or a #harmony only we can know in the caress of music, of your lips, fingertips; as our worlds smoulder into creation, of something profound?

The responses to #vss365 for lightning fairly sang with creativity. It's a pleasure to be part of a group that is so talented and gets along so well together. I'd like to buy you all a soft drink to enjoy as you contemplate the March 10 #prompt: #harmony.

#vss365 #poetry #surrealism Who struck first? Twice. Perhaps with your eyes, your lips. Or the haunted pain in your smile and the #lightning words you released that night, when the lions escaped the zoo; when you remembered what it was that your life depended on, and I wept like rain

Would it be too much to say your #vss365 offerings leave me spellbound? At the very least, I feel a tremendous warmth when I read your work. The flashes of brilliance are truly spectacular. Now it's time to spark your imaginations with the #prompt for March 9: #lightning.

Effulgent [ih-FUL-jent] (adj.) - Brightly shining, radiant, resplendent. - (of a person or their expression) emanating joy or goodness. Used in a sentence: “Whenever I’m sad or lonely, your effulgent smile always makes me feel so much better.”

“I am SURE that if the MOTHERS of various nations could meet, there would be NO MORE WARS…” - E. M. Forster

Now watching... #FilmSky 🎥📽️ #Sunday

Somewhere in the fog there are boats. #sunday #uk

Your wonderful #vss365 posts grace my timeline like the finest jewelry. The genius you show takes my breath away. I can't wait to see how you dazzle me with the March 8 #prompt, #spellbound.

I'm happily on the spectrum. As well as being on the spectrum. #saturday

I'm not just being magnanimous when I say that #vss365 creativity is dazzling to behold. As those who know me will attest, I'm attracted to shiny things. Let your writing sparkle with the March 7 #prompt, #jewelry.

“Silence is the best response to a fool.” – Elizabeth Barrett Browning, #botd in 1806 ✍️

Any #poets out there who would like a challenge, try getting your poem accepted on Poetry Worth Hearing. It took me a few attempts, perseverance has paid off. My #poem is featured in episode 39. Spotify link, or find it on your preferred #podcast platform open.spotify.com/episode/6l0v...

#vss365 #poetry #surrealism #magnanimous in the superfluous animosity on display by your charm, She said, while inking an emblem on her skin. Something to remind her of the pain, as if anyone needed that. I asked, not petty? She slammed my face, scolding Am I not pretty? Eyes aflame with murder.

Your bountiful offerings for #vss365 have been a pleasure to read. Will you be as generous with the March 6 #prompt, #magnanimous? I can't wait to see!

#vss365 #poetry #surrealism how can we be the answer? When across the road, chaos delivers free with a monthly fee. We are #bountiful with jargon, collections of myriad trophies, boxed garlands of humanity and brown tape. We, the generous, are shaping the world into a shopping mall.

Lethargy was no problem for the gifted writers of #vss365. The range of responses you give is most impressive. Therefore, I expect nothing but your usual brilliance with the March 5 #prompt #bountiful.

#vss365 #poetry #surrealism more bombast, each day, vitriol pain, anger, denial; pointlessness and fatigue can’t people have a mute button? A silencer, a volume control? Perhaps the only way to peace, is to shut up all the greedy men put them in a playground throw away the key it's so... #lethargy

There was a cataract of excellent writing for Tuesday. Hopefully the creativity wasn't too taxing, as there is more to do. Wake yourselves up and overcome any tiiredness for the March 4 #prompt, #lethargy. #vss365

Before Pluribus, there was author Jack Finney’s The Body Snatchers: a concept so brilliant, it has inspired writers for over 70 years. filmstories.co.uk/news/pluribu...

#vss365 #prompt Feb 26 Once orbital #velocity is reached, you travel so fast that you're always in free fall but never get closer to Earth. Each moment a balance of speed and vulnerability. Our love is the same, each outrunning our fears, constant motion, eternal commitment.

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐲 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝟐𝟓𝟔-𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫; 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

#vss365 #poetry #surrealism like a cold-war spy, shadows brimming in sinister smoke eyes cling to the darkness la blanket of fog, your #orbital trailing every word into truth calling turns as tricks feigning love to gather your voice into a box, your coffin your pathway into the small of her back

#vss365 #prompt Feb 25 Her heart always remained on a suborbital ballistic arc. Her crushes never reached #orbital velocity. Her flirtatious gambits always fell at 2x standard gravity. i.e. flat. She never was quite able to cross the event horizon.

#vss365 #prompt Feb 24 -I admire the #stellar structure, I say, and you think I'm talking about the physical structures and processes of the sun, but I really mean your body, lithe and tall and pale, and your internal processes, your intellect, your gravity, your exactitude.

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐲 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝟐𝟓𝟔-𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐫; 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

#vss365 #poetry #surrealism you know you’ve lost when words are uttered with purpose notes made on parchment, #knowingly and deliberately gushed forth with blazing lips, with grazing eyes with beams of fire setting the day. I thought we had a choice, but don’t we all?

#vss365 #prompt Feb 23 When she #knowingly steals the keystone and the entire bridge collapses, she is branded a traitor. But as the two warring parties spend weeks on opposite sides of the river without being able to kill each other, they transform her into Angelus Pacis.

A welcome Monday, I am one of the selected poets for The Ekphrastic Review, and the wonderful #prompt Gemälde "Schleudern" #poets take a look and join in with the next prompt, it's a great challenge. www.ekphrastic.net/the-ekphrast...

#vss365 #prompt Feb 22 In Galactic Quadrant IV sits Furens Vortice, or #Crazed Wormhole. If you dare, if you dare, nose your ship into its unassuming depths. Only one ship has returned, with the crew the happiest people ever known, but they no longer remember their own names.

#Booksky #Books 📚💙 Anyone read this? Just finished, and it's a very interesting commentary on class in the UK. I wish I could say things have changed.

Now watching... #Filmsky ,🎥📽️

#vss365 #poetry #mentalhealth #surrealism #mystified they were green, I thought but then brown, and sometimes a haze of cloud blue. Mystified her eyes shone into the soul and light reflected back, like a solar mirror gazing into millions of years history. Her mystery lay in her myth

#vss365 #prompt Feb 19 The captain was #mystifed as to why his crew kept disappearing. And why the ship's dog kept getting fatter. Come to find out, it wasn't a dog, it was an interstellar quazmuffin with a tapeworm it had picked up on GJ 486 b.

I was sick in bed all day yesterday, I saw that Madame Web was on Netflix... I thought, it can't be that bad, It made me feel worse #Filmsky

life is a bouncy ball what goes up always falls down calm comes from within ©️Aspen #BraveWrite #vss365 #haiku #TuesdayMotivaton #bouncy #PoetryCommunity #Poetry 🏥Appt. Today I’ll Read~Spreads 🩷’s~ Comment~Reply Asap… Love & thank you, Aspen🕊️ 👇 youtu.be/4BtqElO1OX4?si…

We are but star dust, And to dust we shall return, Make it worth the ride. #Photography #Haiku

What's your favourite Amiga game and why? Some answers will appear in the magazine.

#vss365 #poetry #mentalhealth #surrealism dreams like clouds of marshmallow sweetened stories, like lips in pink #mountainous thoughts, like dying, or loving you, or walking to become someone else. Fallen limbs, caught in a tempest swirl around my mind; I try to wake again, try to start another day

#vss365 Feb 17 #prompt word Approaching his #mountainous childhood home, the soldier reined in. Seven years ago he'd left with his four best friends, aiming for glory in the southern wars. Now he rode alone. In the distance, a woman called to her child. He turned back south.

Now watching... #Filmsky 🎥 #StarWars

#vss365 #poetry #mentalhealth #surrealism #enchanted Her eyes were fascinating like ponds or crystal, like china catching the light; and her lips were glowing buds of red-ink enchanted and bewitched, I fled trying to raise a breath, trying to prevent my limbs from falling away

#vss365 #prompt She sat, #enchanted by wildflowers. Soft floral scents, blossoms nodding gently as if agreeing with her every thought... three bunnies in little morning suits and top hats... -Would you like to attend a bunny wedding? She jumped to her feet. -Yes, please!

Went to see this yesterday and I thought it was very good. #Filmsky 🎥

Now watching #filmsky 🎥 #startrek

#vss365 #poetry #valentines #kiss I see you, softly swaying in the breeze like a blossoming tree, a haze in sunlight lyrical days longing for your touch your scented lips pressed, and I fall

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 14 is #kiss "And when he has fled - like a squirrel - his laughter still vibrates on every leaf, and you can see, startled by a bullfinch, the Golden Kiss of the Wood, gathering itself together again." 'Faun's Head', Arthur Rimbaud #14