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#vsspic was a weekly photo prompt for poetry & micro-fiction that no one cared about. So it died. 😵 Final host team was: Migs, Jami, Jana, Eileen and Natalie
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It has been a nice ride. But given the lack of interest in our little prompt, the end has arrived. You won’t have #vsspic around to ignore anymore!

But keep writing. There are plenty of things to take inspiration from. Thanks for the memories.
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It has been a nice ride. But given the lack of interest in our little prompt, the end has arrived. You won’t have #vsspic around to ignore anymore!

But keep writing. There are plenty of things to take inspiration from. Thanks for the memories.
a black and white sign that says the end
ALT: a black and white sign that says the end
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October 2, 2025 at 5:14 PM
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I assume most people are too stupid to write a poem or story to our prompt. I dare you.
Welcome to #vsspic. Our new photo for the week of 9/27/25 is here. Don’t be stupid. Write a story of poem.
September 27, 2025 at 12:04 AM
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September 27, 2025 at 10:02 AM
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Looking at us
ꙅu ƚɒ ʞɔɒd ǫᴎiʞoo⅃
We wave
ʞɔɒd ɘvɒw ɘW
To kids it feels like magic

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September 26, 2025 at 3:38 PM
Welcome to #vsspic. Our new photo for the week of 9/27/25 is here. Don’t be stupid. Write a story of poem.
September 26, 2025 at 11:58 PM
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No one believed me when I told them the Tiny People waved from the mirror. No such thing as alternate universes. Grow up!

They will learn the hard way. Atoms are tiny. Split them, and boom! I can't wait!

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September 21, 2025 at 2:14 AM
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Warning! Objects in the mirror are sneakier than they appear!

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September 21, 2025 at 12:01 AM
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The portal entices me
To go back, back, back
In time before the frack, frack,
Fracking of our world.
Hear the hack, hack, hack—
The wrack, wrack, wrack
Of a nation in steep decline.

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September 20, 2025 at 1:48 PM
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It appeared one day. They remarked that it was usually on bends in the road or blind drives, not cul-de-sacs.

A family grew curious and ventured too close—they disappeared.

Home sales plummeted, which was a #catastrophe. The eye in the mirror watched all. #vsspic #vss365
September 20, 2025 at 2:08 PM
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Freeze picture. Go right. Stop. Zoom in. Stop.
Well, holy shit. Right there in the red shirt, walking behind the kids. Tell me I'm wrong, dammit. Tell me that's not Reibschowski. Wait. Oh, my god. If he's still alive? Who else knows we have access to this?

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September 20, 2025 at 5:33 PM
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The mirror shows you what’s around the corner.

I guess it’s there to prevent a #catastrophe, like a family standing in the middle of the road being run over.

But it relies on drivers slowing down upon seeing such an image. Not hitting the accelerator like this… #vss365 #vsspic
September 20, 2025 at 5:51 PM
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I can't #look, it's a #catastrophe, yet another mega-mansion

In the #last unspoiled forest

Have you #found a #priest yet?

Spells and prayers are no #panacea. Only years of hard work and resistance
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September 20, 2025 at 8:06 PM
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The mirror reflects
a happy family
but is that it, entirely?
The complexity of life—
one minute lonely
the next
craving privacy.
wishing for intimacy
but also, please
leave me be.
The world
can just be
so very people-y.
Can't I float
out in space,
just me
for ten minutes?
Then back
to the family.
Welcome to this week's #vsspic. Create a poem, a story, whatever moves you, and share it. Please remember to tag #vsspic so we can see your creativity!
September 20, 2025 at 8:48 PM
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They still had surveillance cameras watching the dissidents, but in calmer areas, they put up mirrors. The kind you would see in convenience stores that went in the corner. These now went up around shuttered libraries where the word pushers and page dealers still slung filthy truths.
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September 20, 2025 at 1:20 AM
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Family

A family a lovely family lived down the road
A foggy night we saw them no more
Legend says on certain sunny days
They can be seen in reflective ways
Look to close and you wont see
The lost lovely family
Keep walking but listen close
The family down the road a reflective ghost

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September 20, 2025 at 4:35 AM
Welcome to this week's #vsspic. Create a poem, a story, whatever moves you, and share it. Please remember to tag #vsspic so we can see your creativity!
September 20, 2025 at 12:30 AM
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Woke up in this place
Where am I?
What happened?
All I know is that my life was torn apart, all I remember falling
Now I wake up autobuses by flowers
With the power of controlling earth
I will seek them
Tonight they will fall
They will pay for what they did

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September 18, 2025 at 11:55 AM
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Final fading summer breeze
Autumn comes to call
Leaves are browning on the trees
Looking soon to fall
#acrostic

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September 14, 2025 at 11:21 PM
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the world is in turmoil-
politics, death & dismay

I’m walking away from all that
creating a safe space to function

creating my own joy
being with the people that love me
be cognizant of everything beautiful
finding happiness in my own world
in that bubble, I feel sane
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September 13, 2025 at 11:32 PM
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She threw the palette back at the colour analyst.

“Autumn? Ugh, that can’t be my #style. Dull, ugly colours!”

The leaves fell heavier that year, each etched with a sad face that mirrored her own. #vss365 #vsspic
September 13, 2025 at 7:11 PM
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Don't be sad, your time above is done, but you go on to feed the next generation.

Why wasn't I chosen for the hol'day display?
My bright yellow color would liven the day!
After that's done, they can still throw me away
To feed the next generation as I mulch and decay.
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September 13, 2025 at 5:48 PM
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They thought it funny, or perhaps ironic, to desecrate me. I had served my time as the proud 343rd leaf on the tree.

I performed my photosynthesis duties well and when it was time to go, I leaped willingly.

It was beyond mean to call attention to the fact that I was dead. #vsspic
September 13, 2025 at 3:30 PM
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I feel that change—
like a deer sniffing the air
and sensing danger.
It smells of dark evenings
and darker thoughts,
mingled
with a bone deep chill...

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September 13, 2025 at 9:58 AM
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Shoulda known better. But honestly, the shock of finding life of any kind, much less sentience, on a rock like Belta Gein 8 had us curious. Hell, the offerings seemed so small. Friendly, even.

At first.

We're still looking for Rebzowsci, while it's light

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#WritingCommunity #halfbadpoetry
September 13, 2025 at 8:00 PM