It has been a nice ride. But given the lack of interest in our little prompt, the end has arrived. You won’t have #vsspic around to ignore anymore! But keep writing. There are plenty of things to take inspiration from. Thanks for the memories.

I assume most people are too stupid to write a poem or story to our prompt. I dare you.

Sometimes, roads remember what drivers refuse to learn. #vsspic #prompt #microlit #shortstory #flashfiction #deadend #writing #5amwritersclub #blueskywriters #creativewriting

Looking at us ꙅu ƚɒ ʞɔɒd ǫᴎiʞoo⅃ We wave ʞɔɒd ɘvɒw ɘW To kids it feels like magic #vsspic

Welcome to #vsspic. Our new photo for the week of 9/27/25 is here. Don’t be stupid. Write a story of poem.

No one believed me when I told them the Tiny People waved from the mirror. No such thing as alternate universes. Grow up! They will learn the hard way. Atoms are tiny. Split them, and boom! I can't wait! #vsspic #fiction #microfiction

Warning! Objects in the mirror are sneakier than they appear! #vsspic

The portal entices me To go back, back, back In time before the frack, frack, Fracking of our world. Hear the hack, hack, hack— The wrack, wrack, wrack Of a nation in steep decline. #vsspic

It appeared one day. They remarked that it was usually on bends in the road or blind drives, not cul-de-sacs. A family grew curious and ventured too close—they disappeared. Home sales plummeted, which was a #catastrophe. The eye in the mirror watched all. #vsspic #vss365

Freeze picture. Go right. Stop. Zoom in. Stop. Well, holy shit. Right there in the red shirt, walking behind the kids. Tell me I'm wrong, dammit. Tell me that's not Reibschowski. Wait. Oh, my god. If he's still alive? Who else knows we have access to this? #vsspic #WritingCommunity #halfbadpoetry

The mirror shows you what’s around the corner. I guess it’s there to prevent a #catastrophe, like a family standing in the middle of the road being run over. But it relies on drivers slowing down upon seeing such an image. Not hitting the accelerator like this… #vss365 #vsspic

I can't #look, it's a #catastrophe, yet another mega-mansion In the #last unspoiled forest Have you #found a #priest yet? Spells and prayers are no #panacea. Only years of hard work and resistance #vssdaily #vss365 #vsspic #7syllablesentence #2WordPrompt #BlueskyRelay

The mirror reflects a happy family but is that it, entirely? The complexity of life— one minute lonely the next craving privacy. wishing for intimacy but also, please leave me be. The world can just be so very people-y. Can't I float out in space, just me for ten minutes? Then back to the family.

They still had surveillance cameras watching the dissidents, but in calmer areas, they put up mirrors. The kind you would see in convenience stores that went in the corner. These now went up around shuttered libraries where the word pushers and page dealers still slung filthy truths. #vsspic

Family A family a lovely family lived down the road A foggy night we saw them no more Legend says on certain sunny days They can be seen in reflective ways Look to close and you wont see The lost lovely family Keep walking but listen close The family down the road a reflective ghost #vsspic #poem

Welcome to this week's #vsspic. Create a poem, a story, whatever moves you, and share it. Please remember to tag #vsspic so we can see your creativity!

Woke up in this place Where am I? What happened? All I know is that my life was torn apart, all I remember falling Now I wake up autobuses by flowers With the power of controlling earth I will seek them Tonight they will fall They will pay for what they did #vsspic

Final fading summer breeze Autumn comes to call Leaves are browning on the trees Looking soon to fall #acrostic #vsspic

the world is in turmoil- politics, death & dismay I’m walking away from all that creating a safe space to function creating my own joy being with the people that love me be cognizant of everything beautiful finding happiness in my own world in that bubble, I feel sane #vsspic @vsspic.bsky.social

She threw the palette back at the colour analyst. “Autumn? Ugh, that can’t be my #style. Dull, ugly colours!” The leaves fell heavier that year, each etched with a sad face that mirrored her own. #vss365 #vsspic

Don't be sad, your time above is done, but you go on to feed the next generation. Why wasn't I chosen for the hol'day display? My bright yellow color would liven the day! After that's done, they can still throw me away To feed the next generation as I mulch and decay. #vsspic

They thought it funny, or perhaps ironic, to desecrate me. I had served my time as the proud 343rd leaf on the tree. I performed my photosynthesis duties well and when it was time to go, I leaped willingly. It was beyond mean to call attention to the fact that I was dead. #vsspic

I feel that change— like a deer sniffing the air and sensing danger. It smells of dark evenings and darker thoughts, mingled with a bone deep chill... #vsspic

Shoulda known better. But honestly, the shock of finding life of any kind, much less sentience, on a rock like Belta Gein 8 had us curious. Hell, the offerings seemed so small. Friendly, even. At first. We're still looking for Rebzowsci, while it's light #vsspic #WritingCommunity #halfbadpoetry

It’s all lovely fall fragrances until you get swept into a pile and incinerated. #vsspic

This week’s Vsspic!

Here's this week's #vsspic. Write a story or poem inspired by the image. Don't forget to include the photo in your post, and tag us at #vsspic. Happy writing!

“There, under the forget-me-nots,” she said, nightie brushing her ankles. The staff smiled sadly at her confusion. She smiled too. She’d never forget Larry. Or where she’d buried him. Not a #chance. #vss365 #vsspic

A lot can go wrong when creating a new world. To get that #slice of heaven where you can wriggle your toes in some grass, you #chance having molten magma erupt and scorch it all. The humans like that about Earth. They are destruction wrapped in niceness, too, after all. #vssdaily #vss365 #vsspic

Familiarity's the real danger. Anything that drops your guard. It's like Rybowski and those damn psy-flowers. Poor bastard climbed out of his suit before we could pull him back. Just started shrieking "smell the roses." At least the decompression was quick. #vsspic #WritingCommunity #halfbadpoetry

Naked feet upon a shore in the dead of night a young girl wearing a night dress pure white a wailing voice deep lament as the tide comes in her sullen tears sodden the shore #vsspic.

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

Oh, yikes! Love this.

Barefoot in the meadow But strangely feeling calm Tiny blue forget-me-nots Enchant me with their charm Lost among the flowers I didn't seem to mind So much different from the ward That I'd left far behind #vsspic

In a hurry to make my mark, I care nothing for the ground beneath my naked feet… Such is human imprint. ©️ #Seranya #Writing 🦄 #AmWriting by #vsspic #prompt

She went walking barefoot, wanting to feel the earth under her feet. Ritual of late summer with spells to be spun. No one around as she speaks the incantation. Too dangerous, only safe said and heard alone. Thunder rolled as it was over and the rain came. Beckoning Autumn's release #vsspic

Here's this week's #vsspic. Write a story or poem inspired by the image. Don't forget to include the photo in your post, and tag us at #vsspic. Happy writing!

Please feel free to join in - we would love to have you ✍️

The spider has been spinning an intricate web on the window outside whilst I’ve been finishing off my edits and preparing my query letter. I press ‘send,” all my painstaking work hanging in the balance, & #yearn for a ‘yes.’ The web flutters in the breeze. I wait. #vss365 #vsspic

#vsspic #Vss365 #VssMagic Artistic or terrifying Tool or trap All in your perspective Spider Web _LussieG pixabay.com #imageprompt

This week’s #vsspic. Enjoy!

This week’s Vsspic!

~crop circles~ in the spirals bound to nothing twisting more than simple fate winding strands of lost ribbons from long ago birthday parties casting a reel in empty waters catching only barbed brambles #vsspic

Home was a Web Only I wasn't a Spider I was Prey Trying to Walk fragile Tightropes Ingratiating myself To the Huntress But she could feel my Vibration And I often found Myself Cornered and fed upon J. C. 08.30.25 #poetry #WordedArt #home #vsspic

Welcome Hello there come on in and have a seat Anywhere you like you are in for a treat A web is a web that you will not forget Oh don't be afraid come on in and sit There you go are you comfy as it holds you tight My web a thing a beauty time to say good night #vsspic #poetry #poem #spiderweb

Behold the happy spider As she weaves herself a home A trap for all the unaware Who visit her biome They find they have to tarry there And visit with the spinner And, as she's so persuasive, They'll be sure to stay for dinner #vsspic