#WildWalkPrompt Pliny admired #cabbage growing wild by the sea not quite fully to a head as a cure for hangover, eye, skin and ear ailments. Hippocrates saw a rescue for kidneys or dysentery's drain. Even now cabbage leaves still cup young mothers' tender nipples.

smell of summer rain #MPPrompt Muggier than a newfoundland's breath Redolent of what he chased and rolled in; it is no deodorant, but a unmasking of the fragrant talk of plants and the dirty laundry decomposing on a messy neighbor's porch. Do not eat too many beans before it rains.

'Twas big splashin' at the honeymoon lagoon All the oysters and wine were gone Sue preened on a rock like a vinegaroon Ready to sting the camera with a swoon With a hey diddle diddle Jim Carrey Sue got slapped with a wave's bridoon And the Walrus's space balloon (sob) never came splashing home.

@daveashleypoet.bsky.social #JumbledJuly #ScaryPrompt Beat the cave tattoo drum Old pond scum stays zero-sum Pluck Jim Carrey's plum psycho faddle fi fa fum And hey eat a no-see-um Beat the cave tattoo drum (Dave your taste in gifs is so bum) don't misbecome saccharum Beat the cave tattoo drum

#MPPrompt Your eyes are like broken windows in one of these neighborhoods, boarded up with graffiti-laden plywood; awaiting repairs which will never come. People blindly walk by your heart, like the mewing of trapped kittens.

#bedroomeyes entirely from multiple prompts Ingredients of a Crime Date with the Devil: When the levee broke- "You're in my spot." Wars of the heart, fatal wounds drowning in sunsets-- exhume my remains; my heart is missing. Foul play's tattooed on my soul.

#JollyJune #KNOCK Knock-knock; the patient thuds came. Who's there, I quavered: speak, for better or verse! Why, Jolly June. You invited me, the door said. Jolly June Who? I asked; Jolly June once in a blue moon, you loon; Let your daughter inside before I jolly you, Dad! I have ice cream here.

#JollyJune #Sunshine Stellar fusion energy: photons beamed to Earth- thereupon to be received by chlorophyll-bearers and drive life's engine. Sunshine! The perfect fuel to live by, as long as ozone holds, And clouds too, and roofs, and sunglasses, and sun lotion...

#MPPrompt I, a gentleman and a mountain Since you would not visit me do come to you as a courtesy; Pardon me while I take off my snowcap, and my tree-lined mantle, and we shall resume what we left off discussing before.

#sweet #JollyJune She's a strange month, June. Her noons drench in sweat, But here comes the sweet: spoons of fruit as a treat, Or else sugar strewn in wheat Larding it, festooning it: Jolly cake, celiacs' doom. Or, sweet typhooned into dairy: ice cream! Eat one gallon a year to curb longevity.

#JollyJune happiness poems #EPIC Taking a very epic peek as my sweetie streaks doesn't make me a freak. Never mind our physiques, It's the hide-and-seek entirely tongue-in-cheek With specific techniques which is the jollity we wreak.

@daveashleypoet.bsky.social #JollyJune #Cry #PoetsofDoom #Dansa #Adversity

@weirdmicro.bsky.social #WeirdMicro Upon a spectral descent into the dark energy of the disappearing void, I met disillusionment: that is, Dante ascending. Or one who claimed to be him. He had a Super Mario look then I saw graphics and numbers pop up- which damaged my existential dread...

What is it like to live in your body #MMPrompt #GrimScribe #poisonpen THE GRIMSCRIBE'S BODILY ABODE A quirky tome, full of promise yet with #nightmarish_errata; A #bitter_friend to the self, a frequent #backstabber, but we are enjoined forever as sister accomplices behind the locked door of life.

@annemorrigan.bsky.social #haikufeels #replace Stone in rock garden Monk lifts and rakes underneath quietly replaces stone.

Write me a poem about what you would do with a trillion dollars. #MPPrompt Turn Big Pharma into nonprofits Subsidize lives hanging on vials more precious than gold; donate the rest to rhino trusts land conservation clean water for all then recede to poetic poverty; an forgotten earthquake.

#JollyJune #Sun #WildWalkPrompt #Sand Sun, sand, and June prompt the obvious: moon, beaches, breezes, lovesick walks. Fewer think of chemistry; taking that beach sand baking it into glass then shaping, adding tint for sunglasses; or making panels for solar heaters for beach cookouts-

Write me a poem that is a formal request for something #MPPrompt Esteemed madam, I humbly request you to remember our introduction and the conversation that followed with laughter and cheer. I saw no ring and hope not to err in asking if you would vouchsafe the honor of your company again?

Monstrous revelation #WeirdMicro Malformed dictum #GrimScribe #PoisonPen #WeirdHorror Finally, the #profane_martyr let down his #broken_mask in monstrous revelation! No malformed dictum Could capture his arrogant self-pity in suffering for lust Nor his marred, pulpy visage; only screams could.

#Emoetry prompt for 6/7 is #lighthearted They were #incompetent at so many things but oh so #lighthearted! Well... if not fighting; or having big emotions in little bodies-- that's how young kids roll. (Then one has to let go, Let them sink or swim...)

#WildWalkPrompt Some #pipers toot whereas others smoke; and when one wears a deerstalker's hat The deer pay heed and follow close behind as the piper walks, lost in thought.

#PoisonPen Forged signature #WeirdHorror Skeletal fingers #BedroomEyes #ILLEGAL_TRESPASS_OF_THE_HEART You ran your now- #skeletal_fingers down my spine, tracing your name in cursive along my shoulders and chest Then over my heart. How was I to know it all was a #forged_signature of love?

#WeirdMicro #JollyJune #inkmine approve #GrimScribe #Moral_construction Under the #slumbering_cosmos Chasing the moon's allure #Mother Water rises- No #moral_construction #approves her unbridled fluidity In all her moods, from tempestuous to lively, merry, or calm She exists beyond morality.

#BedroomEyes #WeirdMicro #PoisonPen #WeirdHorror THE #GRIMSCRIBE'S STAKEOUT #Exhume_the_remains of that #accursed_lineage; Empty coffins, you say? Look for the void of #dogmatic_residue; neither religion or its #guilty_avoidance. Patience. Their #bloated_corpses Should return by dawn.

#PoisonPen “Betrayal.” Traitors' stories are never about having #Motivated_malice Just misguided patriotism. Dig deeper. They bewail betrayals from others- being passed over in normal life Debts helped by others who had a price for their help Or threats to them and families- A worm will turn.

A poor dead crow's proper sendoff #MPPrompt Your Murder is much diminished by your death, o crow! No fearful sparrow or his ilk Shall mourn For one drafted as nature's undertaker, Yet I shall usher thee to thy rest, away from rapacious ants, As your fellows caw your toll!

@malformed-poetry.bsky.social You're not (him/her/them) You're not me, right? You're just you-- Genderless, singular: perhaps an A, maybe a B Let's C who you are. #MPPrompt

Horror Writing Prompt #2206: #WeirdHorror Before she got the toe tag, her chart read sepsis, necrotizing fasciitis; all diagnoses of a macabre bacterial infection ravaging body and blood. The worst was, there was no blood or #festering_wound to be found on this writhing yet immaculate skeleton.

Prompts in order: #Emoetry - frenzied #WeirdMicro #PoisonPen #GrimScribe THE GRIMSCRIBE TAPS Of their #frenzied desecrations ◼️ with America's #ceremonial_cudgel🏏 lay #damning_evidence 😧 Inside #clandestine_texts🤫 on their poorly secured phones.📲 😘😘😘😘

#PoetsOfDoom challenge: #RomanticRegret as comma poem. Sunglasses, cowboy hat, navy-blue, shirts,, shirts,, always, Passing, by, Passing, by Years, passing, by, reconnection,, Sunglasses, disconnection,, Passing, by, Knew, yet, did, not, know,, And, so, it, is,, not, mistake, yet, regret,

Ancestral Genomes xkcd.com/3252/

#haikufeels 
 Instead of a #snap- Paint in your mind a lost hen touring your driveway.

A vessel for worries 🏺 #MPPrompt We are all vessels for worries: Urns full of stomach-churn, Carafes steeping caffeinated woes, Jugs overflowing with jitters. Tilt yourself at new angles and pour worries straight out, until your mind's emptied.

#poetsofdoom #game Plotting is part of games whether storytelling Or gaining the upperhand On the quest or next question. Machinate, friends. Machinate.

Write me a poem where the first word of each line is the same except for the last one. Make it PUNCH #MPPrompt Punch the sky in joy, Punch the tickets Punch's got us punchy, Let's party topless and rhymeless!

#WildWalkPrompt #robbery Today was a wild walk indeed First crocs were eager to make us bleed; we nimbly dodged their jobbery Then came dread squawks of greed which presaged horrible robbery-- The sky turned white-grey and our snacks into gulls' feed!

#MovieMay #JACKET We were hot and mental When we did the full metal monty; first hot straitjackets we shrugged down To reveal a bit of flesh, revoked the sight with giggles then flung around camo jackets As we wriggled free of the straits And hit the music for the full metal monty (repeat 2x)

#MMPrompt #poetsofdoom #The_tests_reveal_that_I_am, but what are you? The test tubes smell bad but reveal more. Life's a test for the anxious Life's a #game for the cheerful- or the sociopathic. Are they different? I partake of fear and cheer in turns. My bloody hands were nightmares.

Uses for blood #MPPrompt Wading the ancient seas within; New genomic odysseys aboard platelets, red blood cells, lymphocytes take researchers to far-flung pasts And what these original beasties were-- sciencedaily.com/releases/202...

The frog #knows water; their splash renounces daddy, clinging to mama. #haikufeels

#emoetry #sardonic Should tetanus or strychnine nab ya, you'll die with a grinning grimace called rictus sardonicus. Lovely thought aside, Sardonic arose from SardOnian Respelled from Ancient Greek sardAnios In a wordplay on Sardinians. Who knows where Greek got that word from? Nobody alive.

#MovieMay #WildWalkPrompt Medieval armories had #piles of swords But none as sexy as thee, #Excalibur! By your blade kings were made. Nowadays they have guns of all calibers but none with thy glamour. Seems your appeal wasn't just lethal? Methinks Freud had the right idea there.

#PoisonPen #WeirdMicro #GrimScribe Grimscribe, they said it all began in #insatiable_bloodlust then arrived at #heinous_omens of #eldritch-abominations across the #blighted_town, I explained while we lunched. Quit making me feel guilty for ordering my lamb extra-rare, she said, or I’ll omen you.

#MovieMay THE #FINAL RAVE OF WHEELOCK Blow the horn, dampen the loudspeakers. The fire alarms are shrieking in sync to the music. Put down your glowsticks they're burning. Please dance your way out the nearest fire exit. Do not stampede; Be cool. Rave yourself out in the night to vampires' embrace.

Poem for Awareness of Silt Day Ignore all #comets #Immerse yourself in #verdure where rivers drool. Shun sand and clay; Dig where mud and dirt mate. #Three_scoops_is_perfect. Let earth’s #rays smother you. It’s official: Silt has found your brain’s turf and is aware of you. Swear it your fealty.

To wave at the sea shows a fractured mind; To take to Newcastle brassica coles shows a loose grip on which gas is natural and what the Great Northern Colefield produces. No use judging which defied reason more: After all the sea does often wave back, And there are gassy breeches known in Tyne.

@annemorrigan.bsky.social #haikufeels Opening the vial of Dave's sensuous toe #polish summons Cthulhu.

#WeirdMicro #GrimScribe #PoisonPen #MMPrompt The #Mending Wall Street Something there doesn’t love us, inveigling us to mad media addictions. Demons, some say; #greedy_lunatics rummaging among the #withered_convictions of civilization, spackling their e-hermit huts in society’s #fading_grandeur.

#PoetsofDoom #WildWalkPrompt #prong Your Spatula- To the confused bachelor seeking a lift in the kitchen- Shun the prongs that skew, Don't attend to the tines, Be loath to spear or shake: An ancient utensil's coup Will cure all sticky whines- Just take your spatula and flip, lift, and smack!

@mwplovesmusic.bsky.social #Emoetry #hesitant Hesitant was I, and remain even so now In this new brown season after snow Which pends the verdancy of summer- Good soil is nature's supreme bounty, but muddy footwear is a true bummer.