In a town where the wild winds blazed, Lived a fellow who often looked #crazed. With a grin and a shout, He’d fly in and out, In a frenzy, leaving people shocked, never amazed! #vss365

#vss365 #prompt Feb 22 In Galactic Quadrant IV sits Furens Vortice, or #Crazed Wormhole. If you dare, if you dare, nose your ship into its unassuming depths. Only one ship has returned, with the crew the happiest people ever known, but they no longer remember their own names.

There once was a fellow quite #blatant, Whose honesty was truly momentous, With truths that amazed, Often shocked, sometimes praised, In a world where the subtle is significant. #vss365

#vss365 #prompt Feb 21 -Mr. Jangles, your owner says it's a #blatant case of assault. -My holographic recording— -Mr. Jangles, robots have no right to present evidence. Mr. Jangles freezes. -You will be decommissioned, Mr. Jangles. -I should have tried harder, Mr. Jangles says.

In the shadows where creatures once shook, #Beastly brutes lurked by the bubbling brook. Brave souls passed with a stare, Bewildered by their glare, As the monsters just growled — what a nook! #vss365

#vss365 #prompt Feb 20 As a thin paring of sun sat on the horizon, she peeked out her window. He prowled her garden already, this nighttime monster. She pulled the curtain on his #beastly presence. Rosemary and frankincense, woven into a protection ward, seemed too fragile to protect her tonight.

In a realm where the curious play, #Mystified minds roam night and day. With wonders untold, And secrets of old, They dance with the magic in sway. #vss365

#vss365 #prompt Feb 19 The captain was #mystifed as to why his crew kept disappearing. And why the ship's dog kept getting fatter. Come to find out, it wasn't a dog, it was an interstellar quazmuffin with a tapeworm it had picked up on GJ 486 b.

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A cricket ball #bouncy with glee, In the sun, it dances with spree. With a thwack and a whack, It's on the right track, As players chase after it, free! #vss365

The gravitational strength of the moon means that things that are not usually bouncy are bouncy, and things that are usually bouncy are now suborbital. #vss365 #prompt #bouncy Feb 18

In the sea where the giants do play, #Mountainous waves dance and sway, With crests high and proud, They roar fierce and loud, As they crash and then melt into spray. #vss365

#vss365 Feb 17 #prompt word Approaching his #mountainous childhood home, the soldier reined in. Seven years ago he'd left with his four best friends, aiming for glory in the southern wars. Now he rode alone. In the distance, a woman called to her child. He turned back south.

In a forest where moonlight did gleam, She #enchanted him, lost in a dream. With a whisper so sweet, His heart skipped a beat, Love's magic fulfilled every theme. #vss365

#vss365 #prompt She sat, #enchanted by wildflowers. Soft floral scents, blossoms nodding gently as if agreeing with her every thought... three bunnies in little morning suits and top hats... -Would you like to attend a bunny wedding? She jumped to her feet. -Yes, please!

In a world that can sometimes feel cruel, Lived a speck that was charmingly #miniscule, Though tiny in size, It held wisdom and eyes, A big heart made it shine like a jewel! #vss365

Hey #vss365 writers! I am your next host for the timespan of February 15-28. We’ll have a short but memorable 14 days together! I’ll be posting the prompt word each day at 6:00 a.m. PT, 2:00 p.m. GMT Let’s have a wonderful time together, and support and appreciate each other the way we always do.

#vss365 #prompt #minuscule He encloses my hand in his, warmth radiating from his body to mine. It is the last time we will touch each other for five days, although we will still be side by side. I am suddenly shy as we pull on our pressure suits.

Warmth blossoms, an unguarded garden, Petals unfurling in the glow of a furnace light, Beneath the #kiss of a lingering breeze, Sweet and secret, like stolen sugar Lips meet like two travelers, Navigating the uncharted map of a heartbeat. #vss365

A sweet little #kiss on the cheek, Can brighten the dullest of weeks. With whispers so near, And laughter we hear, It’s love that each moment speaks. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 14 is #kiss "And when he has fled - like a squirrel - his laughter still vibrates on every leaf, and you can see, startled by a bullfinch, the Golden Kiss of the Wood, gathering itself together again." 'Faun's Head', Arthur Rimbaud #14

Literature In a labyrinth where words dance and play, Luminous #lacuna twinkle away. In whispers they sigh, In gaps that we try, To catch fleeting meanings that stray. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 13 is #lacuna “lagoon? No, lacuna . . . different from lagoon. Not a cave exactly but an opening, like a mouth, that swallows things. He opened his mouth to show. It goes into the belly of the world.” Barbara Kingsolver #13 Definition: Lacuna - Unfilled space, gap

In a world draped in shadows so deep, Lies a tale that will haunt us in sleep. #Dark secrets unveiled, Where innocence railed, In a web that the wicked would keep. #vss365

In the depths where the shadows do creep, Daring dreams in the silence do leap. Through the night they take flight, Guided by starlight, In the #dark, hidden treasures they keep. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 12 is #dark "Dewdrop, let me cleanse in your brief sweet waters... These dark hands of life" 'Dewdrop, let me cleanse', Matsuo Basho #12

In a glade where the silvery beams, Weave through branches like soft, twisted dreams, With moonlight's gentle #touch, It whispers so much, In the stillness, the night softly gleams. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 11 is #touch "There is some kiss we want with our whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body. Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell. and the lily, how passionately it needs some wild darling!" Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi #11

How much you lie to yourself Everyday The dull #ache of guilt will never Go Away Then you die one day Silently The truth will come out Violently Your blood line gets stained With truth The evil done can never be Washed Away #vss365 #Epsteinfiles

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 10 is #ache "I wish to run my trembling fingers long Through the black tangles of your heavy hair, To plunge my aching head amorous of Your skirts as into secret, perfumed bowers, To breathe your scent as from pale withered flowers" 'Le Léthé', Charles Baudelaire #10

In a cupboard, a skeleton moans, With a clatter of old, creaky #bones. They dance in the night, Giving quite a fright, While the owl hoots in curious tones. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 9 is #bones "...a fortnight dead, Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell And the profit and loss. A current under sea Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell He passed the stages of his age and youth Entering the whirlpool." T. S. Eliot #9

In vessels where #blood does flow, A life force that’s steady and slow. With each beat of the heart, It plays its own part, In tales of both joy and of woe. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 7 is #blood "A gracious spring, turned to blood-ravenous autumn, A turmoil of wars-men, spread over the middle kingdom, Three hundred and sixty thousand, And sorrow, sorrow like rain." 'Lament of the Frontier Guard', Li Bai #7

Silent pain whispers softly, In shadows where hearts beat staunchly, Under healing's warm embrace, Time wraps #wounds with gentle grace, Yet still, it lingers, not so lofty. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 6 is #wound "and yet she waits for me, year after year, to so delicately undo an old wound, to empty my breath from its bad prison." 'Wanting to Die', Anne Sexton #6

In a meadow where fireflies went, There danced a soft, #lambent light sent. It flickered with grace, Illuminating space, Creating a magic so splendid. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 5 is #lambent "Where brooding day stares down upon the sea In dull disdain. Uplift and sway, O golden vine, Thy clustered fruits to love's full flood, Lambent and vast and ruthless as is thine Incertitude." 'Flood', James Joyce #5 lambent:definition - glowing softly

In moonlit whispers, A #ghost with jokes, drifts and laughs Boomers haunt the night. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 4 is #ghost "But that isn’t all. Some of my ghosts are planets. Not bright. Not young. Spiraling deep in the dusk of my body as saucers or moons pleased with their belts of colored dust & hailing no others." 'Ghosts', Kiki Petrosino #4

A pain that persists like a tide, In the depths of the soul, it will hide. With each pulse, it stings, Beneath the heartstrings, In silence, where shadows abide. Let the #pain persist, let shadows roam, For in this ache, my spirit finds its home - you. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 3 is #pain "After great pain, a formal feeling comes – The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs – The stiff Heart questions 'was it He, that bore,' And 'Yesterday, or Centuries before'?" 'After great pain, a formal feeling comes', Emily Dickenson #3

In a town called Serendipity, I stumbled upon such a mystery, With a heart full of cheer, My #soul mate drew near, Now our love writes the sweetest history. #vss365

Your #vss365 #prompt for Feb 2 is #soul "Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don’t believe I’m wrong That nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone." 'Alone', Maya Angelou #2

You glow like dawn on edges of a dream, Casting soft glimmers through the velvet gloom, Each flash, a promise, each flicker a beam, In your embrace, the shadows find their bloom. So let us sway where dark and daylight play, In love’s sweet realm, where #shadows find their way. #vss365

The #vss365 #prompt for Feb 1 is #shadow "my selves go with you,only i remain; a shadow phantom effigy or seeming (an almost someone always who’s noone) a noone who,till their and your returning, spends the forever of his loneliness dreaming their eyes have opened to your morning" e.e. cummings #1

Together we drift on dreams' tender wings, In your love, my soul is #soothed, With whispers of night, In moon’s gentle light, Our hearts dance where joy softly sings. #vss365

Dear Friends, We’ve reached our last prompt together. I’m honored to have hosted & look forward to continuing to support you! Your #vss365 #prompt for Jan 31 is #soothe Song: Where I Go – Natalie Merchant Lyrics: “I go to the river to #soothe my mind.” youtu.be/cN9OB_pOvWc?...