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Pinned
your mellow voice
robs my noise of its sharpest edge
makes me wait
the gentle hush that births a song

#vss365 #2WordPrompt
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Silent cries into a black hole
Of a void
Of all once good gone bad
In a tumbling soundproof cage

Knowing Stars look on frozen
In a #contrarian pose, helpless

Makes the heart break a little
More and more
Obliviously blind and deaf
The maker of such pain

#vss365
July 14, 2025 at 10:12 AM
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Dylan turned the glass around and around between his hands, sliding on the wasted slops of the #mellow whisky he had managed to afford, as the news played over-and-over the events occurring throughout the Systems.

What more could he do? Wallow. Wallow and work. Each job a blessed respite.

#vss365
July 17, 2025 at 10:49 AM
your mellow voice
robs my noise of its sharpest edge
makes me wait
the gentle hush that births a song

#vss365 #2WordPrompt
July 17, 2025 at 11:09 AM
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sleeve not big enough
savant of a broken heart
bleeds love on pages

#BraveWrite #vss365 #haiku #senryu
#Poetry #Poet #Poem #Author #savant

You Are Enough As Is…
I thank & love you all,
Aspen🕊️
BBS❤️‍🩹

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July 11, 2025 at 3:21 PM
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BORN TO DiSAGREE

I was a #contrarian since birth,
Born to disagree.

She was more complicated,
An atomic paradox,
But that was part of my obsession.

She said, “You never conform,
Even if it’s to your own advantage."
(I never knew if she liked that about me or not.)

#vss365
July 14, 2025 at 1:04 PM
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By nature,
the #contrarian
is alone
but never lonely.
the company of his
musings, endlessly
entertains—
the art of
his mind’s eye,
vividly conjuring
the alternatives—
he cheers them on,
giving them life.

#vss365 #poem #wordart #poetry
July 14, 2025 at 8:00 PM
two-thirds accepted
the new god
nearly a third abstained

one soul stood against

in its first divine act
it struck the faithful
and erased the silent

for the lone contrarian
it planted roses
and wrote poetry

for her
it dreamed
of its own mortality

#vss365 #2WordPrompt
July 14, 2025 at 1:55 PM
thousands of psychic nanobots
drift through your neural shadows
trying to overwrite the moment
when spite shattered your carefully crafted you

but that door
with its cold logic of aura scanning
has never let you pass again

#vss365 #2WordPrompt
June 27, 2025 at 2:58 PM
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By some chance, some fluke, some #vagary of fate, Dylan had managed to drift into a little-used space lane. He hadn’t realised how close he was to death. Fuel gone. Life support at minimal.

Found by a passing freighter taking a short cut to minimise costs.

No-one believed his story.

#vss365
June 26, 2025 at 8:26 AM
we refuse to surrender the future to the vagaries of the wind
we pretend to hold all the information we need
yet we still don’t understand the cost it exacts on consciousness

a silent buyer evolves in the shadows
seeking the price of the soul we scarcely know

#vss365 #2WordPrompt
June 26, 2025 at 8:51 AM
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Dylan awoke to silence in the cockpit of Magpie. Silence and darkness, the only light coming from the pinpoint dots of the #starscape beyond the canopy.

He had survived, somehow. Uncertain where he had turned up, he tried to restart the ship’s systems, only for a shadow to pass overhead.

#vss365
June 25, 2025 at 8:25 AM
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Imma bout to spin spin spin
Ya know be pulled in
Uprooted up in the #vortex
Of your midnight indigo eyes blue

Where the stars moon
And the big ol’ dark
Sky blanket
Are coming
Too

It’s a cosmic welcomed chaos
The
Power
Of
You

#vss365
🎨Artstation
June 19, 2025 at 8:05 AM
the plan was to enshroud her in darkness
but her curious eyes
discovered a fissure in the granite vault

through it
they glimpsed the splendor of the starscape

she beheld herself
a star bereft of brilliance

and remembered
how to blaze
how to burn

#vss365 #2WordPrompt
June 25, 2025 at 10:05 AM
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The things would have screamed through the air, if there was any. Instead, they silently climbed, one after the other, forming #parallel lines as they moved out toward the other thing outside the orbit.

Ships. Hundreds of them, in designs that Dylan had never seen. This was very, very bad.

#vss365
June 20, 2025 at 8:20 AM
how many of us
remain locked
within amber dark matter
waiting for some day
when the veil falls away
and unseen chains
unlock the power
to unite parallels

#vss365 #2WordPrompt
June 20, 2025 at 12:11 PM
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The obsolescence.
The #primordial failure,
Of human frailty.

#vss365 - Primordial
#Haiku
#PoetrySky
June 16, 2025 at 3:09 PM
by then
you already know
she holds a primordial frequency
that alters you deeply

a slow resonance
tuning the breath
beneath your ribs

#vss365 #2WordPrompt
June 16, 2025 at 12:52 PM
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∴ cracked mug, spring light seeps
through the pores of old advice
seams hold their worth
·
no birds at the sill
fitting our breath to the draft
we heed the tea-lore ∴

#vss365
#haikufeels
#inkmine
#poemspell
June 5, 2025 at 4:02 PM
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It was but one small moment
in a lifetime of moments
when I realized
I needed to spring forth
from merely missing you
to letting you go
from my mind
my spirit
my heart

words have lost their power
to bring you back to me

I’ve not been the same since
and I don’t know
if I ever will

#vss365 #poetry
June 5, 2025 at 6:23 AM
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Things didn’t come to an abrupt #stop in space. They drifted until something brought them to a halt.

Dylan allowed Magpie to continue, waiting until he reached a few thousand kilometres from the derelict ship, hiding his power signature til the last minute before firing reverse thrusters.

#vss365
June 5, 2025 at 3:19 PM
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Why the insomnia
Why the daydreaming
Because
Their soul wishes not
To #stop talking to you

#vss365
June 5, 2025 at 2:19 PM
below the corroded archways
outside the reach of acid rain
a mother cradles
spring in her arms

#vss365 #2WordPrompt
June 5, 2025 at 8:55 AM
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∴ loose thread by the sink
sutures of light point inward
through our cracked window
·
tea rings still drying
point smudged, so the day begins
socks mismatched again ∴

#small_scale_entropy
#poemspell
#vss365
#haikufeels
May 8, 2025 at 4:00 PM
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The ship had come to an unnatural stop, becalmed on the #brine, sunlight dappling the deck through lazily shifting sails.

Rory could see there was still wind, but the ship would not move, which meant the enemy they had chased had found them instead and battle would soon come upon the seas.

#vss365
May 29, 2025 at 8:16 AM
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“There, at the top of the hill.”
“What is mum?”
“The crop circle. It’s where the rescue will be. We need to rush though, nearly time.”
“But how mum?”
“Your dad told me. Now hurry!”
“But dad’s been dead two years.”
“Oh darling. He’s with them and he’s the one sending the ship.”

#2wordprompt
May 29, 2025 at 4:12 PM