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A goat with Saturn in his grin laughs at all the "plans"-- sharp-hoofed with plotting steps-- scaling the air where comets guide.   Its chuckle?  A ledger.   Contemplative pause?  A chess move.   The Moon’s just a coin  he hasn’t flipped, yet.  

Here is today's poem called "A Goat, Counting Stars"
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#vss365 #prompt #laugh
‘Gabe, you do make me laugh! Why would I empty the washer? It’s full of your clothes… Yes, technically they’re only dirty because of my fish guts prank. But everyone laughed… Ugh, fine! Keep your halo on. I’ll do it.’
Have fun spreading laughter today.

Sniffed the web-- "Overworked." Slicked back hair + hissing words-- a spider's creation is still subject to review.  Saw Wilbur-- "Cliché." Noted lack of contrast. Played dead   when Charlotte approached.  Final review: "Should’ve eaten it. Trash."

Here is today's poem called "Opposum, The Critic"

#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #spider #web

#vss365 #prompt #spider
You’d think my giant spider best friend Rachel would be scary – with her 6 gleaming eyes, venom dripping jaws, and hairy legs that skitter with unnatural speed. Actually… that does sound terrifying. But honestly, she’s cute.
So weave me some spider fun.

They were a trope in the fantasy genre, especially in RPG’s, you could say, and Rory faced one now. A giant #spider.

This encounter was a little different, however, as the spider was offering a quest. A bunch of her horrifying, wee, little babies were lost and she needed help finding them.

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"This is not a prank.” Clients blink.  Judges sigh.  Opposing counsel mutters-- “But what if it is?” Even his voicemail says it-- twice.  The last name of Prank-- an occupation from a juris doctorate-- wears a smirk he never intended-- so he stipulates, clarifies,  underlines in bold:  “Seriously. Not a prank.” (But the universe,  ever the trickster,  grins back.)

Here is today's poem called "Disclaimer"
#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #prank

#vss365 #prompt #prank
It wasn’t my fault. Honest. It was just meant to be a harmless prank. But when the dragon sniffed the troll fart, it sneezed fire.
And well, the rest is history… as is Gabe’s house.
He’ll understand. Maybe…
Be careful where pranks lead you today.

A crack in the oven-- a sugary groan. It claws free molten + monstrous, its edges oozing cursed chocolate. The city trembles as it lumbers forth-- a sweet titan of fudge + fury. Chips rain down like shrapnel. The air smells of burning sugar + despair. (+ somewhere, a single baker whispers-- "I knew I added too much baking soda...")

Here is today's poem called "ChocoZilla"
#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #brownie #godzilla #dessert

#vss365 #prompt #brownie
Sweet, gooey, crumbly, treats – fresh from the oven. Just one bite? Gabe will never notice. Or another. And another. Until… uh-oh. The last brownie. I should save it for Gabe.
Munch.
Oops.
Well… I’ve left him a crumb.
Your turn to bake up some fun.

Per new policies,   you must now submit   a Form 17-B before collecting a soul.   Include:   — Proof of expired vitality (time-stamped)   — Signed waiver from at least one loved one   — A 30-day notice (exceptions: war, plagues,   and tragic irony—see Addendum 6.66).   Also, please refrain from:   — Monologues in graveyards (too dramatic).   — Scythe-related workplace hazards (follow rules). — Unauthorized resurrections (again).   Compliance is mandatory.   Failure to adhere may result in   reassignment to *Eternity’s Break Room*   (where the coffee is always dead).   --Leadership-- "Because even forever has paperwork."

Here is today's poem called "Updated Reaping Protocols"

#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #rulea #reaper #death

#vss365 #prompt #rules
Gabe’s rule book - to keep me in line - is 437 pages long, laminated against “Pixie interference,” and updated quarterly. I use it as a cheeseboard. He says the rules are non-negotiable. I say they’re guidelines.
Happy rule breaking today.

The can shudders-- a tired, metallic sigh.   It wheezes sass + spits one last   half-hearted curl-- a limp flirtation   on your fingertip.   "Still sweet," it insists, voice thin--   desperate.   You laugh--  wipe it clean.   The nozzle still winks,   though its heart   is all air.

Here is today's poem called "Spudder"
#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #sass #whipped #cream

#vss365 #prompt #sass
I’ve no idea why Gabe got his wings in such a twist – just because I said a badger with a bellyache has a better sense of humour than the Angel Council. Still… maybe I shouldn’t have said it during my parole hearing.
Now go spread some sass.

Ignore the watcher-- soft + still-- embrace an unsheathed blade-- the wildfire during night.  You come without a shield-- but a smithed saber-- wings like hurricanes-- hands of lightning.  No whispered prayers here-- only a war cry-- the holy fury-- the divine wrath--   that walks in your wake.  Angel of the drawn sword-- thank you for fighting for me.  Now tear the darkness open + let these heavens tremble.

Here is today's poem called "Not The Gaurdian"
#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #angel #revolution #fight

#vss365 #prompt #angel
Today’s your chance to channel your inner Gabe.
He may have glowy wings, but he snores like a thundercloud, grumbles constantly, and fights me for the last brownie.
So… make of angel what you will.

His shadow curls just like the always almost there smoke--  eyes black like struck matches-- burning + burnt--never warm.   But his heart?  A tangled charm-- knit from tarantula legs-- gentle despite the brittle-- despite the world’s recoil.   They see the snarl-- the rusted grin-- never the spider-silk kindness   spinning quiet in the dark.   A man built for fear-- who only ever wanted   to be a shelter.

Here is today's poem called "Tarantula"
#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #charm #warm #villian

#vss365 #prompt #charm
Gabe scoffs at my pixie charms – calls them fairground tricks. So I charm him neon pink wings & make him talk in rhymes.
What’s that Gabe?
“You win, you win, I’ve lost the fight!
I’ve rhymed all day and half the night!”
Have fun charming up a story today.

Red fur ruffled-- squeaky voice stuck in his throat.   Cookie crumbs on the floor-- where did happy go? Big eyes un-blinking-- too bright, too much.   Even Grover’s hug   brings a scowl today.   Elmo just wants   to sit in the quiet,   where no one asks,   "How’s Elmo doing?" Maybe tomorrow   the sun will be softer.   Maybe tomorrow   Elmo will laugh again.

Here is today's poem called "Bad Day"
#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #scowl #bad #day

#vss365 #prompt #scowl
Life wouldn’t be the same without Gabe’s favourite expression. His scowl sends faeries scurrying under the nearest toadstool. But I’m on a mission to raise a smile, using glitter shampoo, brownies, a well-aimed custard pie.
Where will the prompt take you today?

Out of the can-- a pink slab with dreams of rare seasonings-- off to the city,  where chefs are revered.  "A delicacy!” they declared-- sliced thin, seared crisp,  topped with black truffle   + a gold leaf’s kiss.  But the city murmurs to the night-- a steel remembrance of the can--  “You’re too cheap, too plain--  be softer, be subtler, forget your name.” So Spam tried-- melted into soufflés-- recudced to broth-- folded unto itself until it was only its essence! 

Then, one night,  under buzzing kitchen lights-- Spam thought of the can-- the humble home that started it all...  Quickly, it all arrived-- a moment to backslide--  but the lid fit strange-- still square, still pink, still full of mischief-- but not the same home  that was home.   For even Spam,  once it’s been seen,  can’t un-taste the world  or go back to being just. Enjoy the new commercials.

Here is today's epic called "Hero, Spam"
Anyone wanna write the script with me?
#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #mischief #hero #spam

#vss365 #prompt #mischief
When you live with an angel whose idea of fun is colour-coding his rule book in 12 shades of beige, you have to create your own fun. So… gravity-reversing jam, glitter bombs, or truth-spelling tea? What #mischief will you stir up today?

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Whenever my mind migrates to you + the softness of your hum-- I know, it will be a beautiful season-- blooming anew.

Here is today's poem called "hummingbird"
#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #hum #hummingbirds #spring #fall #love

Good Morning/Good Day #vss365 Community:

Our July 31, 2025 #prompt word of the day is: #hum.

Hum (verb): make a low, steady continuous sound like that of a bee.

Have a great day & happy writing!

#vss365 #prompt #hum

The ocean swashes a dark hymn of solace--  its pressure cradles secrets   like soil holds the roots   of an ancient elm.   Down here, light surrenders  + the deep exhales in currents-- slow + sure.  Far above,   the tree’s fingers stretch   toward the sun--   a reach grounded underneath. These two worlds,   anchored in the unseen of beneath + below. 

Here is today's poem called "Under"
#poetry #poem #vss365 #prompt #poetsofbluesky #writing #elm #ocean #nature

Good Morning/Good Day #vss365 Community:

Our July 30, 2025 #prompt word of the day is: #elm.

Elm (noun): a type of deciduous tree characterized by its tall, spreading branches and hard, durable wood.

Have a great day & happy writing!

#vss365 #prompt #elm

Midnight’s heart-- cool + deep-- a captured storm   in crystal sleep.   The sky’s last sigh   before the dawn-- a vow of sapphire blue   never withdrawn.   This amulet holds   what time cannot hide.

Here is today's poem called "The Deep"
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Good Morning/Good Day #vss365 Community:

Our July 29, 2025 #prompt word of the day is: #sapphire.

Sapphire (noun): a transparent precious stone, typically blue, that is a variety of corundum (aluminum oxide).

Have a great day & happy writing!

#vss365 #prompt #sapphire