Here we go! #vss365 #prompt August 15-21, 2021
Below, I’m sharing samples of #vss365 (very short stories 365 days a year) with the writers’ #prompts given on Twitter. You can find these prompts by searching for “#vss365 #prompt” each day, and then you respond to the facilitator’s email that contains the daily prompt. Poetry and prose are acceptable. Learn More Here.
Please pardon the messy and inconsistent formatting of the multiple works below. I’m pressed for time, but I want to share this with you to see if you can get your own creative juices flowing. Have a great weekend!
August 21, 2021
#Vss365 #prompt #face
I love Rodney Yee.
He introduced
My #face to my knee.
August 21, 2021
#Vss365 #prompt #face
If you knew,
When you were young,
What life would bring you,
Could you face it
And go on?
Could you? Would you? Why?
August 20, 2021
#vss365 #prompt #sea
My thoughts are as granular as the sand
As if the #sea had tumbled, abraded, and molded each one
For thousands of years
Into minimalist specs – separate –
But creating a whole greater than the sum of its parts.
#vss365 #prompt #furrow
August 18, 2021
For this one, you’ll see my reply attached to what the facilitator of the #vss365 #prompt challenge gave us for the prompt #song. People come up with all kinds of interpretations and points of view, which makes for some fascinating reading.
#vss365 #prompt #song
August 17, 2021
#vss365 #prompt #time
3,000 miles of separation made no difference.
It was merely space where there is no #time.
When you were sad or afraid, I was sad or afraid.
When you were surprised, happy, and free, I was surprised, happy, and free.
ESP is the conjugation of two Souls wed in infinity.
August 16, 2021
#vss365 #prompt #search
I found the man.
I found the career.
I found money.
It was the wrong #search.
August 15, 2021
#vss365 #prompt #surge #tanka
Raw anguish #surges
As I contemplate my life
Without your presence.
Forgotten are many tools
Metaphysics I have taught.
https://twitter.com/i/status/1426904984311017475
#vss365 #prompt #surge
Cicadas #surge
Every 17 years
Engorging the atmosphere
With deafening sound
Frenetically flying into faces
Of gardeners and tourists alike.
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