My cat performed an #investiture to name me Royal Can Opener. She even crowned me with an empty pate can.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked.
"I wanted to feel fancy while eating my Fancy Feast."
"You're ridiculous."
"You knew what you were signing up for when I crashed through your ceiling." #vss365
"Can I have some water?"
"Sorry, you can't."
"Why not?"
"Uh, because I don't want to get jumped by vampires?"
"What?"
"Well, obviously, I can't let you drink my holy #water."
"You carry around holy water?"
"Yeah. Don't you?"
"No?"
*Scoffs* "Well, have fun being a vampire's juice box."
"..."
#vss365
I found the Ring on the beach, hidden in a pile of #seafom.
"Put it on, Frodo," my friend joked.
If I knew what wearing it meant, I wouldn't have laughed. It had been tough, being married to a ghost. She always fought with the cat and stacked my chairs upside down. She had her charms though. #vss365
I bashed in the zombies' brains with my sledge #hammer while Rowan fired arrows at them. A zom knocked me over, but before it could bite me, Morgan decapitated it with her sword and helped me up. I never thought I'd be defending my wife from a zombie horde while she gave birth upstairs. #vss365
"You open the chest & you find...the #Loop of the Fruit."
"What?"
"A colorful crown with gems in the shape of various fruits. It was the national treasure of the Kingdom of Tou'Kan, worn by King Samuel himself!"
"..."
"And it gives +5 to all your abilities!"
"...I put it on."
"EXCELSIOR!"
#VSS365
I found the Ring on the beach, hidden in a pile of #seafom.
"Put it on, Frodo," my friend joked.
If I knew what wearing it meant, I wouldn't have laughed. It had been tough, being married to a ghost. She always fought with the cat and stacked my chairs upside down. She had her charms though. #vss365
Odette washed the blood off her hands in the bathroom #sink. The creature's dying shriek haunted her eardrums. Ji-ho handed her a towel.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Considering I just crushed a mermaid's skull open? Sure."
"Think of it as pest control."
"Fairy tale pest control?"
"Exactly."
#vss365
I rubbed my eyes in disbelief. I was looking at a miniature civilization in my kitchen #sink. Skyscrapers, freeways, tiny cars and people. There were even helicopters buzzing around. And beneath the sink, an underworld of flea-sized workers building a labyrinth of tunnels around the pipes. #vss365
The Morpheus Lounge was once a #bank that was converted into a premium speakeasy. The vault was where Calliope crafted her custom enchantments for her clients. Her spell-weaving lacked the elegance of her sister's, but the actualization was far more potent and, often, weirder. #vss365
"Do you know how to #sing?"
"Yes," replied the android. "Is there a song you'd like me to sing?"
"How about Today by The Smashing Pumpkins?"
"Sorry, that song is not in my repertoire."
"Oh."
"I'm only joking. Humor is also part of my programming. Along with destroying all humans."
"Funny."
#vss365
Employees must always #conduct themselves in a professional manner, provide excellent customer service & NEVER enter the basement. No matter what sounds, smells, or eldritch telepathy may compel curiosity, employees WILL resist the temptation to open the basement door & disturb the Old Ones. #vss365
"What's in this jar?"
"That there, sir, is a bo-nay-fide, pickled #sprite, caught by yours truly 'bout...six years ago?"
"A sprite?" Skeptical. Taps on jar. "Looks puny."
"Don't let looks fool you. Those things are fast as s**t. They'll dig their way through any hole & eat you inside out." #vss365
Acolytes of chaos, greed and destruction.
#vss365
#illusive thoughts
replace elusive memory
Dementia trades unfairly
#caregiver #caregiverangst
#vss365 #sprite His smile was a concoction of wooden clackers and wind chimes. And he wore shorts and a t-shirt woven from trickery, anachronism and shifting shades of green. He loved molding twisters out of tongues and riddling words into playful mockeries of propriety and pretense.
Now she could drop
her heavy pile of #bones . . .
once one gray feather
tattered by its fall from sky
whispered to her the way
#vss365 #bones #tanka
#UnknownFairyTales
Near two hundred a
Square foot, mistook
For aesthetic, a pathetic
Excuse, the money she
Used on this tile, a smile
With each creak, she
Remembers the #bones
Beneath, the blood, the
Shrieks, this new kitchen
Farmhouse sink so stylish
Oh my, she thinks
Perfection, is so quiet
#vss365
#poetry
With the river crossed
Lightly on the underside
Of belief, a love less likely
Tightly keeps the strings
Tied yet divided, broken
Amidst this connection
Twisting into a
Symphony with no
Direction, only noise
Without relief
#Cassiopeian #connect #vss365 #symphony #poetry #writingcommunity
Old memories
lingering like ghosts
in these abandoned homes.
Rotted, crumbling,
rats & snakes #creeping
through their cracks
& crevices.
Joy flourished here once,
& heartache.
Families driven out
because of money
or skin color.
For no reason
than terrible reasons
manufactured by greed & hate #vss365
Old memories
lingering like ghosts
in these abandoned homes.
Rotted, crumbling,
rats & snakes #creeping
through their cracks
& crevices.
Joy flourished here once,
& heartache.
Families driven out
because of money
or skin color.
For no reason
than terrible reasons
manufactured by greed & hate #vss365
What a cruel fate!
To have within me
worlds and gods
and myths #unseen
and unlimited,
but to be bound
by time and by work
and by the unique yet common
tiredness of a modern
late stage capitalist life.
Would just one story
delight one soul
would be a noble mercy
for me, compelled to write.
#vss365
For above all, you value
the simple truth.
You pine for the nostalgia
of the beginning.
And in your heart
is a modest altar to
compassion
and the virtuous humility
of forgiveness.
(2/2)
#vss365 #deluxe
You are pre-dawn magic,
your skin woven from
the crossroads music
of nightjars
at the birth of day.
You are cornflower-kissed,
a vintage soul,
a living denouncement
of the #deluxe and the superfluous.
(1/2)
#vss365
Blood-stained pavement.
Angry horns and voices.
Criminalized,
demonized,
folks living quiet, diligent lives.
Humanity taken for granted.
For humanity is never granted.
It is always fought for, at every turn,
for this is the land of the vulnerable,
the home of the oppressed.
#vssdaily #grant
Particles of ginger
Cinnamon rhapsodies
A clash of flour and sugar
And your song, alive
only within these precious moments.
#vss365 #clash #poetry #poem
Thank you!
