Rick Milone
@rwm1955.bsky.social
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Writer (Clear Green in Dade County & Dog Days of Summer), hiker, Granddad (Capo), movie extra (Captain Fantastic- Oscar winner), student guitarist, FIU - BBA year '81
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rwm1955.bsky.social
He watched w/a great deal of angst as the pendulum brushed thru the ash of his crumbled time machine. His concern as a chronographer was how he'd travel to the breaks in time to repair them. Perhaps the Head Chronographer would shift his duties to a cohort. #vsstimetravel #vss36
rwm1955.bsky.social
He was sequestered amongst a copse of ash trees. The new moon provided no light. He rubbed the feathered end of the poisoned blow dart across his cheek. A man walking his tiny dog sauntered casually by his hiding place. He loaded the blow gun & blew with force. #vsshorror #vss365
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fennelsteuert.bsky.social
A mound of ash ... bright feathers ... your friend missing. Some of the ash is scattered on the apartment floor, and in that there's footprints - and more feathers, like something molted. Drawers and cupboards ransacked.
Is this what it means to love a phoenix?
#horrorprompt #vss365 #ash
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robertcmadison.bsky.social
Cigarette butts nestled upon cold #ashes loiter in a tray beside a plate of forgotten #peas. Best accompanied by an empty glass and hardened memories. Maybe tomorrow's sun will hatch better times.

#vss365 #vssdaily #amwriting
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mwplovesmusic.bsky.social
As my life erupts,
the #ash of my goals
collects
at my feet like a gray
dusty carpet;
the rainbows and unicorns
replaced
by cats and bathrobes
while vacations become
things I once did;
this once was the thing
I wanted, and everything
I worked for,
now it’s the thing that
chokes me

#vss365 #poetry
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thedevilstuna.bsky.social
Here's my effort

#vss365

Dustrophy

(ASHES)
(ASHEs
(ASHes
(AShes
(Ashes
ashes
ash
falls
from UPPER
to lowercase,
the unstoppable
journey
to trophied
dust.

#ash
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
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ukulelecle.bsky.social
One day my ashes
Will be mixed into records
As my vinyl wish

#vss365 #haiku
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owlnsquirrels1111.bsky.social
the colour
of our #ashes I found
was red
when I inked our story
on this un-
clippable page

#vss365 #ash #Oulens
#haiku #senryu #tanka
#blueskypoets #blueskypoetry
#poetrycommunity #poems #poetry
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sheilabduncan.bsky.social
#vss365

autumn’s ashes
riddled with embers
sept, nov and dec

#ash
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jennfel.bsky.social
ash fall
striking a final blow
the timber man’s axe
#vss365 #haiku #senryu
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klrhodes.bsky.social
Spiralling tendrils of mist curled under the door, flowing through tiny cracks in the window glass, filling the room with the familiar smell of sulphur and #ash. Demons! Mercla had smelt their coming before. Hidden beneath her kirtle, the warm bodied insect inside the daisy brooch glowed.
#vss365
rwm1955.bsky.social
That's a mean bird! 😁
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fizzytwizler.bsky.social
Scratching feathers sere
My face in the mirror scarred
Caged parrot vanished

#horrorprompt
#Haikuhorrorprompt
#vssmystery
#vsshorror
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sanjar.bsky.social
hyacinth perfume
the bedroom measures absence
of something once near

#DailyHaikuPrompt #hyacinth #haiku #blueskypoets #flowers #photography
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plinkfm.bsky.social
He was called the #Crimson Pirate because he made #global #technology’s systems bleed red & turn into #ash if he wasn’t paid in crypto. Then he stopped. No one knew why or what happened to him. Graffiti saying “Crimson will rise again” appeared, but he never did.
#vss365 #whistpr #2wordprompt
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fizzytwizler.bsky.social
I've never seen the moon
Glow with such intense
Ancient love and wisdom
Other than within
The centre of your eyes
And now that they have
Seen me
It glimmers more
Than the surrounding stars
And I
I shy set low, a deeper sunset red

#fromoneline #poetry
rwm1955.bsky.social
It'd had turned into a life-changing event. He was a solitary man, content alone in his 2-room bungalow. But then his sister & her husband had passed away unexpectedly. Their only child came to live with him because no one else had stepped up. He grew to love the companionship. #BraveWrite
rwm1955.bsky.social
It was a lark. The advert had read 'Earn money. Only the corrupted need apply in person', so he went to the address for fun. Oh, he received a bag of money when he entered the house, but he didn't have a chance to spend it. He was butchered for the dinner. #horrorprompt #vss365
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thedevilstuna.bsky.social
Morning creatives we're a third of the way through our journey, it's day 5 already!

One of my favourite songs of the punk era is Gary Gilmore's Eyes by the Adverts, so today's #vss365 #prompt 05/10/25, is #advert . Happy writing 🎶✍️🎶✍️

What is your favourite song of all time?
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annemorrigan.bsky.social
hey feelsfam, ready for some hai-boo?!?
get it???                                        👻 
today's #haikufeels #prompt is

marrow

👉 check my pinned post for more info
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fizzytwizler.bsky.social
It’s an #advert for sore eyes
The burn of fireworks
A little too close
When your smile
Widens at the gaze
Of somebody elses seduction

#vss365
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jangoeswriting.bsky.social
The #advert for the next dlc flashed up as Rory logged in. It looked incredible, with a ton of exclusive free stuff, but he had others to consider now.

Well, Katie. Then again, she was as mad for the game as him, mostly or so..

A chewed lip and a click and he had it on pre order.

#vss365
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jangoeswriting.bsky.social
Something big needed to happen or a lot of these idiots were going to get themselves, maybe others, killed, but it wasn’t as though Dylan could place an #advert for flyers that weren’t idiots.

He couldn’t advertise as such, but, he supposed, there were other ways to get the word out.

#vss365
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danj72.bsky.social
Dad was a teacher

He left the game
Not on his watch
Not in his name
That teaching only led to numbers
A spelling score was not the same
As building people

My Dad was a teacher

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