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Prose/dialogue: "It was fun while it lasted." #hbp150
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the statue spoke to me
told me all the tales from 1949
since she was born

a hard life being a statue
all the sun snow and rain
at night in all its darkness

no one cared to put a lamp for her
not another statue next to her to talk to

someone who understands what its like

#Vss365
June 7, 2025 at 10:00 AM
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I called it a statue, but it was only a weather-beaten stone, its human features an accident of nature. I still brought it food and treated it like my only friend. One day, it spoke.
"Run home," it said.
That night, they found a dead man. His phone had pictures of me. His blood stained my statue.
June 2, 2025 at 9:04 PM
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At 13, I made countless Beatles mixtapes. Organizing their songs into orderly categories made me feel safe.
One night, as I played my tapes, I heard a voice under the music. I put my ear to the speaker.
“I’m in your closet,” it said. “Open the door.”
Somehow, finding the closet empty scared me more.
Imagery: Mixtape memories. #hbp146
June 1, 2025 at 10:55 PM
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My brother was always broke, but he had an enviable music collection. For gifts, he lovingly created mixed tapes — a small cost. When I bought a Eurail pass to explore Europe solo, my favorite travel tape from him included The Pretenders, which I listened to over and over and over and over and …
May 31, 2025 at 5:30 PM
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I was mistaken to think that the house next door was abandoned. When raccoons peered through a hole in the roof, I knew I had neighbors. There, they had a Birds Eye view of their world.
May 29, 2025 at 12:55 PM
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floating down the
toxic river of love
hoping to find someone

#vss365 #haiku
May 26, 2025 at 5:42 PM
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they need to bring back the cassete tape and player
as vintage play stuff
for the kids
they need to experience what we had
it was fun- we could record stuff
bring it backkkkk
Imagery: Mixtape memories. #hbp146
May 14, 2025 at 5:15 PM
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May 13, 2025 at 10:48 AM
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My ol' mixed memoirs:
Synced layered beats from those times..
Yesterday's fusion
taped over protection tab.
Now replaced with app playlist..

#hbp146 #tanka #music #vss365
Imagery: Mixtape memories. #hbp146
April 29, 2025 at 10:46 PM
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Reflections of the abyss..

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#inkMine #hbp134 #vss365
April 24, 2025 at 9:47 PM
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(Step by step protocol)

Lift off & exit self.
Switch mode to neural channel
recalibration.
Let hidden scripts begin to
unfold old letters contained...

#hbp134 #tanka #HallucinogenicReprogramming
April 24, 2025 at 1:20 PM
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my heart, it still wants
me to know that I enjoyed
every minute

#haiku #poem #hbp150
Prose/dialogue: "It was fun while it lasted." #hbp150
April 20, 2025 at 10:23 AM
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#UnchainedSymphonies #thepenflows #hbp150
The Beginning Euphoria is now just Embers, but It Was Fun While It Lasted
HansLinde pixabay.com
#writingprompt
April 19, 2025 at 2:23 AM
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April 16, 2025 at 5:58 AM
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#hbp134 #WIPwordsearch #vssfantasy  
Hallucinogenic Reprogramming was Pushed by the Robotic Clairvoyance. It was intended to Quell the population's unrest. It caused an Everlasting Stalemate
DeltaWorks pixabay.com
#writingprompt #scifi #microfiction
April 16, 2025 at 4:19 PM
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There.
In the darkness of our
buried dreams
and visions
The black of the
inner conscious
In our bones and
memories:
We find ways to
remember who
we are.
And we etch our names there.

#hbp67 #poetry #skypoets #poetrywriting #poetrycommunity
April 17, 2025 at 3:42 PM
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April 14, 2025 at 11:31 AM
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They stood in front of a tall, thin, square-arrow of a Tower: a stalwart 4-year-old girl in cargo shorts and purple & white stripped T, and a 68-year-old woman, a broad purple stripe at the back of her white haired head.🧵
April 13, 2025 at 4:03 PM
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'Tis a mistake to think
one knows where the
road will go.
For there may be
chaos at the crossroads
Engendering an
abrupt turn,
directionless,
to escape.

#hbp112 #2wordprompt
#poetry #poetrywriting #writingcommunity #poetrysky
April 13, 2025 at 4:22 PM
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#hbp137 #366FF #BlueSkyRelay #CrowCalls #DailyPrompt
They ask me, "Y are U on the roof?"
I just stare Enraptured N Reverence @ the Plethora of Stars Drifting above. Y answer when it should B obvious?
EvgeniT pixabay.com
#writingprompt #pixabayimage #microfiction #WritingCommunity #naturelovers
April 12, 2025 at 11:08 PM
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April 10, 2025 at 10:53 AM
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when your parents
are divorced& poor
you had no opportunity
for a proper education
had to stop school at
sixteen
you have no other prospect
but to work at a low wage job
late at night at the donut factory
but she has a dream
one day she will have her own
donut business bigger than
dunkin #Vss365
April 11, 2025 at 10:48 AM
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Mmmmm. One bite with fresh glaze, soft donut and then sip of hot coffee. Black.

Alive. Time savored. Flavor.

(Then back to work.)
April 10, 2025 at 7:39 PM