"See that?" "See what?" "That!" "You mean the #seafoam?" "No I don't mean the sea foam! I mean the boat! That's exactly the color I want in our den!" "Seafoam." "Shut up about the sea foam!!" "It's the name of the color." "Oh. ...Sorry." #vss365

let #seafoam reminisce on all the words I've written for you let the tides decide how the ending of our story goes. #vss365

moon peeks out from clouds mauve and mulberry sunset seafoam swells below #haikuchallenge #firewords280 #dailyhaikuprompt #vss365 #foxprose #poetry #writing #haiku

From her viewpoint sitting outside #Seafoam, her favourite cafe, Amy saw him enter the water. Bo’s strong back and long legs were pleasing to her old arthritic eyes. As she was want to say, I’m old not blind. But the weather changed in an instant and he was never seen again #vss365

#seafoam #vss365 #poem First out, then back, the sea seeks home and leaves a necklace of white foam the necklace melts; the shore will yearn for its replacement - sea's return

I search All my life For a reply to, “Who am I?” It comes to me I’m #seafoam Awash On ocean tides The Moon is wed To Mother Earth— Ocean To the Moon While I’m but A wavelet Swallowed back By Ocean, soon… I swim With other wavelets Shared current Is our boon #vss365

turning life’s pages our #words survived the rough drafts love did find a way ©️Aspen #BraveWrite #vss365 #haiku #Poetry #PoetryCommunity #Poem #Poet #word 🪶✨💞✨🪶 Not feeling well… Be Back Soon~ 🕊️ So love you, Aspen 🪶✨💞✨🪶 Your Words Matter 👇 youtu.be/U3ASj1L6_sY?si…

#vss365 #poetry Moon rising over the ocean, sigh So damn pretty Water bubbling #seafoam I want to dive in Every muscle, sinew, nerve on alert high These Autumn evenings bring tenderness & torment Tempting illusions My inner mermaid’s forlorn... The moon just too far to reach

#FromOneLine No.412 ~ 'They waited patiently' #vss365 #seafoam #poetry #poem

Sly illusive orb Peeking between slats of cloud Wrapped in moon's attire #vss365 #inkMine #vssdaily #haiku

The surface of the gas giant was a tumult of twisting, chaotic gasses and winds, with tiny, relatively, shifts in the atmosphere, like #seafoam upon waves, but far deadlier. Dylan continued the survey, but found no interest in it. Unless The Enemy had found a way to hide in the atmosphere? #vss365

If you sat and watched for long enough, really paid attention and took notice, you could see the repeated patterns in things within the game. The roiling plume of ash from a volcano, the passing of clouds above, the #seafoam upon waves. Rory noticed them, because of course he would. #vss365

A crab scuttled through the detritus that the ocean spit forth. “Such a waste. “How long’s he been there?” The ME frowned. “At least a day, Chief. I’ll know more later.” She stood and brushed #seafoam from her overalls. “3rd one. Time for the vampires to go back to the blood bank.” #vss355

The April 17, 2026 mythology-inspired #vss365 #prompt: #seafoam! In reference to the birth of the Greek goddess of love, beauty, pleasure, and fertility, Aphrodite.🦢 Friday is associated with her, and with other goddesses associated with her. A day of love and beauty!

“The Impoverished Orphan,” a sweet #PrideAndPrejudice #RegencyRomance with a touch of #CozyMystery! mybook.to/TIO In #KindleUnlimited & #Audible! An unsolved murder, a problematic uncle, & a beloved horse complicate Darcy’s life! #JaneAusten #MrDarcy #IndieBooks #AwardWinning #BookSky

"Why did Thor leave his #hammer here?" I asked, staring at the mythical item. "Its on my paperwork." "Move it if ya fink ya worthy enuff," Riz sniggered. "Oh, as if you are." "I am acksuly!" "Prove it then, move the hammer." "...I don’t wanna.. " #vss365 #riztherogue

“Get me a #hammer.” “Um. Overkill?” The horror climbed the side of the tub. “Hurry. It’ll get out.” SLAP “No more spider.” He held out his hand, revealing a brown mass. She shivered. “Should have used a blowtorch.” #vss365

It’s April 16, 2026, and today’s mythology-inspired #vss365 #prompt is #hammer! As in hammer of the gods. The prompt feels appropriate for today, because it's Thursday; a day of the week named after the Norse god Thor!

“It’s just a #word,” he protested. She gathered her things. “As bad as a right to the jaw.” “Exaggeration!” “How do you think wars start?” She donned her coat. “I can’t believe you think my writing is ‘trite’.” “Just that one part.” The door snicked shut. #vss365

My run as host ends with another false cognate, which has the same spelling but different meanings. In Afrikaans, this one is to become, but it's a unit of language in English. Many people want the last one, making it apt for today. The #vss365 #prompt for April 15, 2026 is #word

First, no pockets, and now this. One teeny tiny belt #loop in the rear. Sure, she carried more junk in the trunk than most, but if they had just thoughtfully added another, she wouldn’t need to worry. She sighed. Doomed to plumber’s butt again. #vss365

For my penultimate prompt, I'm changing course. A false cognate (or false friend!) has the same spelling in English and Afrikaans, but different meanings. Today's means walk in Afrikaans, but it's a circle or cycle in English. The #vss365 #prompt for April 14, 2026 is #loop

our old love #letters frayed after forty five years edges curled like tired smiles the ghostly ink still whispers your name even torn they pulse as warm as embers proof that love once written never really fades #vss365 *love letters from my girlfriend (now wife of 41 years)

She believed nothing happened for a reason, but she didn’t need reasons. She only needed to read #letters under the arms of that old oak while fireflies sang anthems to the river stone and he softly kissed the pocket of light between her shoulders. #vss365 📷 Pixabay

#vss365 #letters #poetry #skywriter #bkueskypoet This one needs a little work, but I really like the premise. I am posting it as is, but will reform it with more thought and polished edges later. So here is a #poem...

Evelyn was known as a woman of #letters. Every day, she sat in front of her garden window, lilac scented paper in hand. She had a lovely long quill and stamp her niece gave her. It was such a delight to write her poison pen notes with them. #vss365

In English, it's a retro way of corresponding. In English and Afrikaans, it's a cognate word for the characters, symbols or script in which we read and write. There are about 150 to 300 such systems globally, some no longer used. The #vss365 #prompt for April 13, 2026 is #letters

"Honey, the #sink is backed up with #water again." He reached around inside the disposal until he found the obstruction. When he pulled it out, he was surprised to see his boss's wedding ring still stuck to a bit of finger. "Surprise," his wife smiled, "I know how much you hated him." #vss365

‘Ok, Mr. Knowitall, how fast can you name 2 structures that will hold #water?’ ‘Well, dam.’ #vss365

"Bren, wat do ya fink ya doin?" Riz snarled at me. "What?" "We're at a fancy pants restaurant, nd all ya fukin orderin is a glass of #water! Where's ma soddin vodka!" "I'm ordering what I can afford! You want that vodka, order it yourself." "Prick!" #vss365 #riztherogue

to you i'm #water under the bridge to me you're the sun that never sets #vss365

#vss365 We walked the shore path Her chattering about Swimming as a child On a beach That no longer exists I stared out to sea Watching the #water Rippling Blowing Crashing Against the rocks She couldn't see Anything new As it was now And, as a caregiver I had to live in her vision

In the Suez, where #waters entwine, With ships navigating the line, A battle for trade To defend what is deemed divine. Now Hormuz holds its breath in the strife, As nations contend for their life, With oil in demand, And power at hand, The #waters cut sharp like a knife. #vss365

“I’ll risk it,” Dave said, dropping the eggs into a pan of boiling #water. “I’m sure they won’t kill me.” The eggs cracked open & the witches climbed out. “You’re wrong,” they chanted, pushing him in. He sank to the bottom. “…But nice & fresh.” #vss365

#water @redsaid1.bsky.social #vss365 @vss365hq.bsky.social #DrownedFences @blueskypoetry.bsky.social #BlueSkyPoetry #SkyPoet‬ #BSPP52 #poetry #poem #prompt #writing #PoetryCommunity #BlueSkyPoets

I dream of #water: the slap of waves on wood, the swells rocking the boat underneath me, the cry of the gulls. I can even taste the salt in the air. The lakes call me, the ocean more so; yet I've never lived near the water. Maybe, in another life, I did? #vss365

#vss365 ‘Would you like a glass of red wine?’ Jay asked Lis as they sat in the nightclub, undercover. ‘Very funny,’ Lis said. ‘A) We’re on duty & B) in a vampire bar. I’ll have a glass of sparkling water, thanks.’

Shiny green leaves turned purple, then brown, and the profusion of flowering orchids stilled. She strode into her aunt’s greenhouse and sighed. “You’d think the caretakers could have turned on the misters or #watered at least.” “Ashes to ashes.” He intoned. #vss365

Our bodies and the earth mostly consist of it. Some fear it, but we need it to live - or to drown. It separates us and keeps us apart. But we can cross it to explore, escape and reunite. It's a cognate in English and Afrikaans. The #vss365 #prompt for April 12, 2026 is #water

Joy would be limitless Watching each flower open and pass into fruit Seeing every drop of rain fall, bounce and #sink into the soil But I've missed most In fact all but a handful So will you tell me of the beauty you've seen? #Vss365

Soul diminution at a New York Jets tailgate You let it sink in. Tostitos, cold cut sandwich Shot of freezing gin Kickoff Apex of the possible Time for greatness Inexorable, ticks down. Men's room Lilliputians left to drown The last shred of optimism Down, down. #vss365

Last string of patience My sanity is sinking I'm losing myself #vss365 #sink #haiku

@joannepaulson.bsky.social love this!

had no chance to sing life kept moving so quickly humming is enough #vss365 #Sing #Senryu #Haiku #Poetry #Micropoetry #JustWrite #BlueskyPoets #WritingCommunity #Resilience

dusk an elderly couple relax on a porch watching the sun #sink slowly behind their wheat crop as usual they count not years but moments daily, precious moments that choose to remain #vss365 #micropoetry #tanka

An eddy formed as rust-colored water circled the #sink drain. She questioned the life choices that had brought her to this place. The blue plastic gloves snapped as the body stared balefully. She slipped on her heels. At least the symphony was tonight. #vss365

In English, it's another word for a washbasin. In Afrikaans, it's a type of metal. In both languages, it's a cognate word meaning to go under, to submerge, to descend, to plunge. The #vss365 #prompt for April 11, 2026 is #sink

If you are afraid to #sing, to dance, to speak because you once battled the system and lost. Time for round two. You are more prepared now. #vss365 #poetry

#vss365 #sing We #sing together Five hundred people, as one In shared joyfulness #haiku #live #music