The thief in the night Stealing my dreams as I #sleep Each morning I feel the empty cavity Something dear to me is missing And only the ragged image remains #vss365

Stunts and taunts Forget them Sour not sweet She smothers truth Leave it be or feel the heat Lost in confusion I stay Every second turns on repeat What does time tell you to remember? I'll share my raincoat with you Waiting patiently under clouds #vsstimetravel #vss365

She thought it was a glitch An echo in the system But the signal returned the next night It wasn’t a sound so much as an #undertone It was warm—like someone whispering across the universe It was a love song And she danced once more #vss365

Good morning my fellow scribblers, it's day 13 just 2 more stops on our tour before we disembark! Teenage Kicks was one of the first singles I bought, so in honour of that milestone of my life today's #vss365 #prompt 13/10/25 is #undertone What was the first single you bought?

I’ve been waiting for days, Months Yet the story festers like a boil #Piranhas lie in wait Like passive verbs Hungry I can hear them, Teeth gnashing Nouns flip me the finger It’s a writer’s life Failure, defeat and once in a while A gem surfaces, and shines #vss365

When your soul is happy And the weather turns Don’t worry about a #raincoat Step outside And put your heart at ease #Vss365

The sun is rising Right now, A beautiful golden orb A nuclear fire Peeking through the oaks I’ve got my music Words are flowing, Each synched with the rhythm This #verve is my narcotic Lord help us when the story ends #vss365

She’s all fun a games—until the sun sets In the gloaming, she changes The mask slips Don’t blame her It’s in her DNA She’s made from the #ash of her last lover Now, she readies herself…for you. Vss365

The sound of my alarm Sirens wailing in the street The #clash of my emotions, Rage—but It’s all okay This day will end And tonight, I will be free #vss365

I may be the luckiest writer alive Or carry a curse as old as time For my imagination has no limits From the depths of horror To the highs of elves and mystics It’s an infinite, elastic stream of thought I’m writing one now, As my Sun breaches the night #vss365

Today’s obscure word fascinates me The possibilities line up like dominoes A spoonful of #pulp churns and thickens Words fly like knives at a carnival The plot is ready And the antagonist steps forward #vss365fate

With my mind awash in mayhem and odd verbs I walk a dangerous path Cobblestones of loose adverbs trip me Black winged adjectives watch with beady eyes I need an #oaises of clear thought Not the cursed key of mediocracy #vss365

Once again, a fantastic dream fades The great ones always do The bad ones often sharpen, Like knives cutting into my soul My memory of this one #blurs Leaving this soft creature, hidden somewhere inside #vss365

Searing glow of klieg lights and the #blur of fragrant smoke Raving crowd alluring dancers -outside they take a toke Grand rhythms of the thrashing music and these feelings it evokes #vss365 #blur #poetry

They sit on my floor-silent-but full of questions Each full of worlds-chaos-love The guilt consumes me For I too was abandoned Do I give them life? Or let them be? It’s a #conundrum I throw another on the pile My TBR stack of heroes and thieves

Some call it love But the word tasted fragile Fire was the word she chose To #sublimate heat for passion Love spoken like words of iron #vss365

He loved the night. The rain soothed her soul. Doubtful eyes judged them, harsh #scrutiny pressing close. His restlessness gave her direction, her calm softened his storms. Together, they were improbable— yet undeniable. #vss365

I’ve never been good with a keyboard If I type 2 words I have to correct 3 of them The result is a #sonorous diatribe of self-inflicted insults Yesterday’s surgery left me with one working finger Pain blockers and a Davinci robot had their way with me But I will persevere. Vss365

A seed sprouted, thin and pale, Reaching for a sun it couldn’t see Days passed—then weeks Rain pooled, sun burned, and wind pressed #Eventually, and against all odds Beauty unfurled—bright—defiant—alive #Vss365

Good morning writers, Seven days in and seven to go, midway through my prompting... Find the words that make your writing special, and enjoy it. 24 September 2025 #vss365 #prompt word, is #eventuality

Smoke drifts on a summer breeze And the old man looked out over his field of rye Not a crow in sight Even the sparrows took wing The Earth itself flinched A #bellwether of bad things coming His time was up As plain as death And the clock was ticking #vss365