Waferboard
waferboard.bsky.social
Waferboard
@waferboard.bsky.social
63 followers 88 following 260 posts
It's the same stuff, over and over.
Posts Media Videos Starter Packs
The Hare of Herz did grubble night,
When schreckenglück did wimmel scream,
His brown fur coat, a shade too light,
Fled #terror schmerz inside his dream.

#nonsensepoetry #vss365
A Grimm Tale: The latch clicked. The door creaked open. Blood filled the basin, congealing, dripping onto a gore-splattered floor. Her throat seized, a silent scream stuck fast. No. She couldn’t let #terror win.
She had to be strong. She had to think.

#Microfiction #vss365 #vss
Rain slicked the empty neon streets. He saw the gun in the goon's pocket; that was the easy part. A chilling dread pooled in his gut and heated his brain. The #terror was this space before the shot. He needed a diversion, and quick.

#Microfiction #vss365 #vss
A shivering leaf
holds the branch tight in #terror
It's time almost up

Inevitably
​the stem must break, the leaf fall,
leaving only wind.

#Haiku #vss365
#Martian -red leaves fall
From a branch far out of reach
Gentle asteroids

​Far cold red planet,
distance defines it, a dot,
as autumn light fails

#vss365 #Haiku
I pulled up my collar against the rain. My badge meant nothing here. I might as well have been a #martian, a bizarre alien to these people who distrusted anyone who looked like me. I kicked a rock into the street. How did I become such a cold bastard?

#vss365 #martian #Microfiction
Xerxes watched the sea tear his bridge apart, the martial fury mounting in him, raw, alien, #martian. He saw red. How dare tides and storms insult his will, the will of the King of Kings? He ordered the insolent sea to be whipped with chains.

#vss365 #martian #Microfiction
The #Martian wore a grübelhat
And pondered zwippeldoom,
He knew he wasn't schinkenblat,
But klopfen schinkenbloom.

#vss365 #nonsensepoetry
​"Was this the face that launched a thousand ships?" Helenus watched Helen board Menelaus' ship. Still beautiful. He sighed. An eagle dove, then righted, wings wide over ships laden with Troy's spoils. He was a captive, the worst one: he'd told them how to burn his home.

#Microfiction #aiart #vss
​"Was this the face that launched a thousand ships?" Andromache clutched her son close as Helen darted past, crying. It was all shouts and the stench of smoke and gore. Andromache did not have any more room for hate. Only fear, hiding, and protecting her boy remained.

#Microfiction #aiart #vss
"Was this the face that launched a thousand ships?" Faustus leaned in, a little disappointed. Helen seemed rather ordinary. A vague sense of unease started curdling in his stomach. Mephistopheles shrugged, amused and indifferent, a faint smile on the corners of his lips.

#Microfiction #aiart #vss
The kettle sighed its schnorchel tune,
As stars blinked on in Sternenschoes
One Schteamfaroze under the moon,
Then brushed three crumbs from off his toes.

#nonsensepoetry #aiart
The flibberblatts had ceased to fall,
The kettle hummed its klupfenlied.
He set the cups: one, two, then all,
And listened to the clinks recede.

#nonsensepoetry #aiart
In a flash, he realized he needed a sacrifice. He cut his tarot deck into four pieces per card and held them close, concentrating. Then, he dealt his cut-up cards, his sacrifice, hoping to decipher their message.

#Microfiction #aiart #vss
A Flatterflug went drifting by,
Past berries dried on thorny rows.
The Hare of Herz felt summer still
The warmth still tucked in Fliegen clothes.

#nonsensepoetry #aiart
The Hare of Herz, with eyes half-closed,
Recalls the dash through Fernenfeld.
The Tortoise nods, his shell well-flozed,
The kettle whistles, the steaming swells.

#nonsensepoetry #aiart
The Hare of Herz, mug now schlürfed,
Blusters out into blusterblitz.
The grass is slick, the leaves are dürfed,
He braces for the rake-swing blitz.

#nonsensepoetry #aiart
The wolf spat out bits of gingham, scraps of the old lady still clinging to them. What was he doing? Why was he like this? He hated himself, hated the frenzy, hated what he had become. This was it. No more. But first, he might as well finish the rest of this one.

#Microfiction #aiart #vss
The leaves go schlimm in Amberfall,
The Hare of Herz breathes Schteamfaroze,
Joy wears boots, and Sorrow shawl,
He sips his coffee, feels his toes.
#nonsensepoetry #aiart #promptshare
🏖️✨ Paradise reboot!

Seafoam tangled in plastic - yesterday’s luxuries are today's dreams. Five stars? How about five seagulls fighting over a flip-flop? 🌊🩴

Grateful for the beauty, history, and long forgotten memories. 📸

#BeachBlissReboot #MattInRuins
#Microfiction #aiart #vss
✨Just reached the Old Orbital Hub, where dreams were launched, and gravity was just a suggestion! I love the collapsed hangar doors, so retro! 🚀💫

I'm heading in to look at the shuttle “Hope". Let me know what you think in the comments below! 📸

#SpacePort #MattInRuins
#Microfiction #aiart #vss
A few days ago, a slug crossed the drive, heading to the other side, the grass was greener... This morning it was heading back. Is it the same slug? I like to think so, returning home after an epic hero's journey, perhaps a little sadder, a little older, a little wiser.
#HerosJourney #fraservalley
The hummingbird floated, clicked its tongue, and dove into one of the last purple hibiscus flowers. It felt profound and meaningful. The old lady knew this moment was special. She started to sound vowels in her mind, vowels to create a transcendent haiku. #Microfiction #aiart #vss
You have to zoom in to see it, but there it is: one last pink hollyhock on a stalk where the leaves are already mottled brown, reaching up, way up, into the branches of the cherry tree, whose own leaves have been falling since August.

#gardening #fraservalley #fall #flower