spilt tea-- the storm moved on chipped cup

to have the days again the soft sigh heard the word held back to have the sun not a care for the wind all again the day refreshed and let dusk fall gentle

skipping stones gripping the edge-- to let go empty bowls scattered breadcrumbs the school run rock pool catching the sun ship has sailed for sale sign curtains twitching-- feet under the table

These are our crayon days, when the sun shines And we skip tight-mouthed between flowerbeds Without a care, playing outside the lines Far from words like wasp stings and get-to-beds Hearing warnings of the Fall in the dirt In a language we know yet never learnt #sensewrds 222

Prompt 222 Illustrated Voiceless Garden Do Not use the prompt words in your piece. Please use #SenseWrds , and include the prompt number. No combo prompts. Message me if you have more questions.

The officer left and mother's hand had squeezed mine. I can't remember much of then, but I recall the curve of her mouth. They couldn't prove #intent, you see. I didn't know what that meant, but now...now I know why she asked me to help kill the wasps and then make Dad a cup of sweet tea. #vss365

Sometimes you can feel #intent. If she’s standing over you with a bloody knife, she’s probably not there to wish you a nice day. But I will. Good morning! Today, May 19, 2026, your #vss365 #prompt is #Intent

Ancient hurts Dead starts & fits Held static Inside amber crypt Rigid regret Trapped in my heart I fumble Its parceled parts Dead insects of Prehistory Embedded In make of me Caress Its #luminosity And rue what dark Used to be #vss365

The #feral stars fall from night’s crown, too long lonely and cold upon the head of a dancing queen. Beyond her grace they plummet, pulled from will to consuming fate. And for a brief moment, they know the warmth of one content in their path…and we make wishes with their passing. #vss365

We all have that one friend Someone who bends every rule they touch Someone wild enough to frighten us a little, Someone who’s — Feral Today, May 18, 2026, your #vss365 #prompt is #Feral

#penandink Random doodle.

All the time. Pinned in place, #luminous against the endless velvet, glimmering, inspiring verses that shine longer than the fleeting life that penned them. All the time, that is and was, no better signposts or headstones warning us there never is enough. #vss365

ambrosial yellowing honeysuckle hum for your supper #dailyhaikuprompt ambrosial yellowing

Our haiku prompts for 16-23 May I'm not averse to your verses. Just prompts. Not commands. Enjoy. North South 05/16 Tickle Koi 05/17 New Tea Withered Grass 05/18 Rainbow Endure 05/19 Ambrosial Yellowing 05/20 Cocoon Scarf 05/21 Airing Out Fireplace 05/22 Chimes Snowflakes 05/23 Green Reeds […]

crossroad faded signpost blind bend hedgerows birds gather twigs road trip notice board this season’s deals bloom a layered year merge lanes horns peeping mixed messages #cityverse

stir new tea withered grass old news #dailyhaikuprompt new tea withered grass

So many incredible stories yesterday, each one a spark in the dark. It was a privilege to read them all. I’m drawn to prompts that shift depending on the light. Today, May 17, 2026 your #vss365 #prompt is #Luminous

Despite rows of bowls, serving dishes and trails of breadcrumbs no words are dished out, no pleasantry cold-cuts offered. The centrepiece looms over #barren plates and we sit with cutlery in hand. If only father would start carving the joint so we can feast on the banquet of venting spleens. #vss365

gentle tickle koi between lilies the river bends #dailyhaikuprompt tickle koi

Good morning fellow word slingers. It’s an honor to serve as your #vss365 host. I’ve scheduled my prompts to drop each morning at 9AM GMT or 5 AM EST. Today, May 16 2026, your #vss365 #prompt is #Barren.

the jetty ripples spreading ship has sailed chalkboard wiping clean— the day’s lesson dusty porch newspapers pile in distant lands

Thought it a gift, this #forgiveness bestowed like silk robes or keys to locked doors. It was never meant for you. It was a weight sloughed off like rotten minks, a sore lanced so the wounded could walk tall, unfettered and unblemished by a guilt that had made a nest in someone else’s chest. #vss365

#vss365 #prompt for 15 May 2026 is #forgiveness I smile as you hug me from behind the morning after a nightlong argument this is your way of saying sorry and mine is to hug you back our wordless exchange of forgiveness makes our love deeper

dinner table empty wineglasses waiting reservations

stirring thunder— stew in the wake rainy season #dailyhaikuprompt thunder stew

#vss365 #prompt for 14 May 2026 is #unalloyed the journey of us keeps bringing moments of unbridled and unalloyed joy making me grateful for such priceless gifts

a buzzing nest fright wrapped in paper pass the parcel #dailyhaikuprompt nest fright

#diligence a bee dances the whole way #vss365

#vss365 #prompt for 13 May 2026 is #diligence I won't wait for you to love me as much as I love you with diligence I'll just love you more as loving you isn't a thing under my control

The crows gather Hiding fall’s modesty Feathering Berries dripping Ruby drops between Roots sipping wine Gold-leafed Toadstool headstones Come-dance-in-me rings Kiss the sun The day’s last dance Lost … found Returning to

waves come shores bend over time sand gathers writing the names of coasts touched where memory ripples

deep roots— moon rise through boughs following #dailyhaikuprompt roots moon rise

What hour decays? It only changes dress: The rose is brief, yet briefs the thorn with grace; At evenfall, light dies to make stars less a loss than lamps newly lit in space. So love each form, then loose it without pain: God spends one beauty, and begins again. #vss365

The ocean, dark as ink, writes lines on the rusting sand; seagulls flutter around bladderwrack like ellipses idly wondering what comes next. The #evenfall rolls in, blotting the whitecaps and covering the closing chapter, and breakers stretch like cracked spines bent often for this story. #vss365

#vss365 #prompt for 12 May 2026 is #evenfall nothing sounds sweeter to my ears at evenfall than the sound of our doorbell announcing your return home

catch the south wind north wind parts company a star shines #dailyhaikuprompt south wind north wind

Was a #fleeting moment lasting longer than any other memory. The years have not faded it, nor long life soothed it. I have wished to go back, to see and hold it, and then I wish I had never been a part of it. Was a fleeting moment yet its shadow still falls on my days like a pointing finger. #vss365

#vss365 #prompt for 11 May 2026 is #fleeting things that are fleeting attract us more our bond has passed years yet I cherish it even more

windowpane handprint leaves a message five reasons garden fence ball lands in borders forget-me-nots coffeehouse sipping short and sweet lunchbreak curtain call reading personal ads gown for sale old bandstand wind whistles through just one more #cityverse

embankment water flowing past traffic jams cinema velveteen seats hosts dust no shows street gutters crisp packets floating past a rainy day doormat cat curled up with the paper #cityverse

clumsy, ink dripping through fingers maybe holding too tight what flows ink pours into moulded meaning meaning etched or gouged or a wash and fingers a dam amidst storms penning droughts beyond rigid lines not trusting the pigment to shade, to flow to show what the heart knows

Silence utter silence perfectly shaped a presence an aura fallen into the day life livable #SenseWrds

#dailyhaikuprompt #porch old porch the wind whistles through knot holes

creaking porch pine sap scent fading no more repairs #dailyhaikuprompt porch pine sap

every word I form is just your name in loose disguise

cliff face a meeting ruffling feathers carried away

She is water, wind-whipped or mirror-smooth Ebbing, out of reach, strange depths beckoning Making mariners of us landlocked fools Lost in her waves, hopeless in reckoning As moon-bound as she, as mad and as free #sensewrds 219

Prompt 219 Conforming Distant Breeze Do Not use the prompt words in your piece. Please use #SenseWrds , and include the prompt number. No combo prompts. Message me if you have more questions.

I watch you pine in mahogany hallways and wallow like weeping willows in bare rooms. Friends beg you to move on, but you say "she swore she'd never leave me". I wish I could make you hate me, but you won't hear me, and I have to go, left #haunted by your longing for a haunting that can't be. #vss365