It could only be a #dream. Or, at least that was how it felt right now to Dylan. The survival. The victory against an Enemy that never seemed to tire. But Dylan only dreamed about one thing. Flying in Magpie. His old life back. The freedom of the skies and the never-ending black. #vss365

Shipwrecked Heart from chest lies ripped Vows #betrayed crumbling away Empty vessels anon #Emoetry #senryu #3lines #poetry

They were sprawled across the bed in a lovers tangle. “So, what do you do?” “Dig-thief. I rob archeological sites on #Mars at blaster point. “Whoa. Sounds illegal.” “Very.” “Then why tell me?” “Because I’m about to black-widow your ass,” she grinned. #vss365

stripping off my skin you try to vanquish again while I smile & starve my pen pretends run sweet soul into the light there you’ll be free of a burden you call me shadows I write tried to carve a legacy yet languish as I lose what #matters my fight for life #BraveWrite #vss365 #PoetryCommunity

A DELICATE BLOOM IN A FLORAL TUBE… 🗣️🎙️ #tanka #poetry #prompt #micropoetry #spokenword #poetrylovers #blueskypoets #writingprompt #emoetry mighty #vss365 gratitude #whistpr anemone #poetrycommunity #spokenwordpoetry #OurPoetryX accelerate #blueskyrelay reminisce #2wordprompt bond, tube

And so it begins! I haven’t written a #FanFic in almost six years, but I just fancied a rest from my own stuff for a short while. Thus a totally gratuitous ‘Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy’ sequel, entitled ‘The Best Bang Since The Big One’. I have no idea where it’s going.

As he lay there in the dank alley, leaking claret onto the cobblestones, fading fast, the shamus could #recall: the kiss, the gunshot, the click-clacking of her stilettos in slow retreat. He managed a thin smile, before tumbling into oblivion. #vss365

Truth is sometimes a dusk bloom, waking in the comfort of shadows, unable to spill its fragrance along daylight’s spine, or #recall its wild petals beneath an open sun. She folds into her heartbeat— soft, steady, part of her shadowed landscape, just under her breath, kissing her words. #vss365

Dylan watched the flight as they tore through the black in a new formation that he had devised after his unfortunate accident and near-death, and then made the #recall. They had done well, learning, but The Enemy was learning, too. Dylan’s people just had to learn new tactics a lot faster. #vss365

Selfish Game You give me only things you would love to use Each bauble is for your pleasure— It makes me feel abused; For me to reject any one Is a burden I can't refuse My accommodating "you shouldn't have," is a truthfully felt rebuke. #PoemsAbout #YouShouldn'tHave #poetry #PoetsOfBluesky

Delicare A #wisp of satisfaction Each flow of gentle touching Like wind upon cheeks #BlueskyRelay

“Murder is a subtle art,” purred Margot as her fine frame gyrated the cocktail shaker, “retribution needn’t be messy. A bit of vitriol goes a long way.” She cracked the shaker, poured the elixir into a glass. “Not drinking?” said the #bewitched shamus. Grin. “Enjoy.” #vss365

Disappearing like snowflakes All those hours All those days Can’t catch a break You did it With your lies But they stick Like webs On the twigs of a bare tree This is just a goodnight To the echoes of you Haunting lullaby 🎶🎶🎶 #poetry

Magpie needed repairs and Dylan had neglected her, despite the Allied Factions giving him the resources. Repairs took time he didn’t have. But he remembered the first time he saw her, when she #bewitched him, and he couldn’t put it off any longer. He smoothed over the battered frame. #vss365

Minutes slow drip thru her skin, laden w/ words that wilt on tongues & desire dense as collapsed stars. She listens for his voice, which she lays like light across her collarbone, the one she’s spun for him on her wheel of slow-blooming peonies, seeking #consolation in the timbre of echoes #vss365

#vss365 if you can’t be good bewitch #bewitched

As her stasis-pod ship traversed the tyrannical distance between the stars — the ship’s robot recited her dreams — an endless #soliloquy of love, loss, and battles fought. #vss365

Raw emotion #touches souls. #7syllablesentence #touch

Exhausted from fleeing through a city made #aphotic by the alien EMP assault, during a moonless night — she brandished a lock-blade knife, backed into a dank alley, and waited. She forged blind panic into rage, as thundering footsteps on cobblestones echoed closer. #vss365

“You peep that shit on the fascist app, the other day?” “Yep, a brief glimpse behind the curtain.” “A #relevant cog in the wheel of the lizard-demon infiltration.” “The psyop is real.” “Real as a muffukkah.” “Pass that bourbon.” #vss365

Batman by @alexgarnerart.bsky.social

“I’m gonna #science the shit out of the deconstruction of your melon with this bread knife,” chuckled Nick as he sipped the bourbon. The bound goon could only offer a tortured, “ggghhk.” “On second thought, it won’t be very scientific, but bloody and painful as fuhk. Let’s begin.” #vss365

Contrast Intertwining pain & pleasure Cracking whip & tickling feather Wherever mutuality extends Lustful duality descends For both a giver and a taker; Which becomes the real heartbreaker? #Foxprose Duality descends @darkxfer.bsky.social #poetry #poetsofbluesky #writersofbluesky #skywriting

There’s so much to like in this pic.

The idea of a puppet government used by foreign and #domestic crime lords, protected by a paramilitary of jackbooted goons, was anathema to Nick. How dare they deign to crush this grand experiment. He suited up, weaponed up, and went to work. #vss365

the #business of art is to be a unique voice in worlds of chaos #vss365 #haiku

There are #werewolves, and then there is Arten. He can transform at will. He can take #wolf form, or even the man-wolf look. He is able to stay in control unless there is a supermoon. Once that happens, the ancient beast within takes over: there's no taming its legendary hunger. #Wolfdaddy #wolfman

“These mufukkas are insane and deeply evil.” “Their grotesque and scandalous acts, even the ones they think are the most covert, will not go #unseen.” “It’s not gonna end well for them.” “Word. Not for any of ‘em.” Nick sipped the bourbon and planned… #vss365

“Sometimes, a series of devastating crotch-punches is what’s needed to combat egregious bullshit.” —Nick

Hidden Pain Contained explosions Unleashed into exposure Elements of #rage #emoetry #poetry #senryu #poetsofbluesky #writersofbluesky #skywriting

The fog of war obscured the battlefield, like a low-hanging #veil. It was pierced by the harsh clang of clashing swords, bloodcurdling screams, cannon bursts, the leathery rustle of dragon wings, and the crackle of savage magic. #VssFantasy

Regionally Endowed epically Incursive icon insisting Gain by god granted Nobility and nerve #LuaViEr 1091 #Reign #acrostic #poetry #poetsofbluesky #writersofbluesky

#SundayLit Prompt: Openings - the opening of my novel, Cold Fury. When Nick Devlin came-to on the cold, slimy cobblestones of that dark alley, his first thought was—I’m gonna shoot Sebastian Einhardt in his fucking face, then fuck the bullet hole.

#SundayLit is a new weekly writing prompt open to all. Share a WIP snippet, short story, poem, or whatever the theme inspires. I’ll also post discussion Qs throughout the Sunday. My aim is to make a space for writing and community, so please read, engage and enjoy. #WritingCommunity #Writing

With a confident #stride, and a three martini lunch pickling his liver, the chief of station angled towards his annual spy budget meeting — where he’d beg for more operational capital, only to squander it on double agents with honeytrap problems. #vssdaily

"Mikey, stop #flinching!" "Wait, can't you tell me how long it's gonna hurt?!" "No. I was born this way." "I know, but the pain..." "Look, do you want power, longevity, and superstrength or not?" "Yes, Pen; but you're gonna BITE me. I know benefits outweigh the pain, but...OWWW!" #vss365 #sff

Mysteriously You shine a light upon me Yet I wither more #poetry #haiku

There was no better example of the #power of math than Nick wielding Earl Swokowski’s 1,400-page tome on calculus, and beating the total shit out of four goons with it. #vss365

"Detective, the one thing you must understand, though Margot is delicate, she is in no way fragile. That's the key to her #power. I implore you to take my pistol." #vss365

Beach Crow's crawking morning augurs at we passersby. 'Yer secret power's tea-making, pal. Savvy well the many milks. Beware a dark doorway wiv stone dragons. Trip hazard, innit. Today's a voyage thru time, luv. Mainly ten past three.' On we hurry, feather tickles in our minds. #whistpr #vss365

On the pleasure planet, Risa, Ensign Tavares partook of every orgy offered. On his way to pee, he ran into Capt Kirk. “Pace yourself, Ensign.” “All due respect sir, to hell with that! I’ll eat, drink, and be…#jovial. For tomorrow, I’m the redshirt on the away team.” #vss365

When thunder strikes Does the darkness Become #jovial Shimmering in delight To a spine chilling awakening Demons cracking a smile or two Something they know Perhaps we don’t It rains in riddles Hiding stars in plain sight Fauna & flora Daren’t make a sound #vss365

Nick created a new petrissage technique called #Pummel You to Wellness. His unwilling goon clientele never survived the treatment, but Nick felt great. #vss365

The mouse scratches his itchy face and feels a woolly chin, a human chin. "My goodness, Gee. Have you turned me into story?" And then he laughs at the girl, for her face carries a long wispy beard of knitted fleece. "I could almost #pummel you!" She replies, embarrassed by the growth. #vss365

A crimson kiss To #pummel against Is to lose the mind Look to old night Hope for sprinklings of magick In breaths of moon dust Fairies chuckle In my dreams Knowing I was doomed By the Very first …A Crimson kiss #vss365

Nick pistol-whipped that goon until dude saw all the pretty colors of the #rainbow. He beat that bastard like he owed him money, and pew-pew’d him in the face. #vss365

Tara, the new bartender had the warm, intelligent, bespectacled eyes of a confessor #angel …and a body made for raucous, sinful things. She gave me a wink and a generous pour of the amber elixir. I immediately liked her. #vss365

Can I be an elm? strong, sturdy and full of soul weathering life’s storms In stoic beauty a dress of gold autumn leaves nature’s elegance roots firmly planted branches blowing to and fro backdrop of sunsets #vss365 #haiku

Plums taste so sour From their glum looking tree Once upon a time Planted next to an old #Elm Must be from The dead bodies I secretly buried under Not so long ago Oh Oh Don't tell anyone Especially the landowners My parents, if ya know them Ho Ho #vss365 #vsshorror

Sylvan Avenue - ink on watercolour paper To see the full image and accompanying haiku, head onto my ko-fi page. #Art #Ink #Nature #Trees #Haiku #Poetry #Kofi ko-fi.com/emcox