The Weapons of World War IV by Grigory Lukin

The Weapons of World War IV #Balderdash #Columns
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#vss365 #vssdaily

My #slapdash poem rhymed #abstract with #balderdash
It wasn't very good. I barely had a crack.
If I'd put any forethought
To the words that I had brought forth
I might have found
A vocal sound
That rhymes with orange.

dumm tüüch ;)
#balderdash #vss365

#Balderdash timeline
Always pointless, just angry
Devoid of a spine
#Seranya #Haiku 🦄

#vss365 #prompt via @fhpowellwriter.bsky.social #poetry #writing #poem

The word was used to reference her grandfather and his words so often that Tasha thought his real name was #Balderdash. He was bald, after all. She thought of him that way affectionately, the bestest of storytellers, who would always let her win hide and seek…
#vss365

I can't hear the doctor over my husband's blustering.
"Poppycock! #Balderdash!"
"Wait, I'm sorry." I hold up a hand to silence him. "Could you repeat that, Doctor?"
"He has English Gentlemen Syndrome. Unfortunately, it's chronic. The best treatment is regular teatime."

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Here's my offering for the theme of #balderdash and #clueless - thanks to Francis @Dreamheadz our vss365 host.

#vsspoem #poet #poetrycommunity

"The Tyrant wants to invade our neighbours."

" #Balderdash. He won't dare."

"He's already done it."

"We're doomed, then."

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#Balderdash! he bellowed,
#clueless as the walls
and the net of facts
closed around him, a shark
with a bellyful of guilt

#vss365 #poetry

#vss365 #balderdash
#ourpoetryX #findinghome

In the future,
when we have our life,
everything will be fine.
Until then, it’s all nonsense.

A young girl with her hair blowing across her pensive expression

#BraveWrite #vss365
#PoetryCommunity

dismissed shamed ignored
put away for what?

a day month year
as sand trickled
what was left unsaid

memories scrapped
a hope my writing
wasn’t what?

#balderdash
you tried to wipe
off your floor?

maybe if you’d
read even one word
you could’ve seen our world

" #Balderdash," Rob Roy uttered. "You or Bailey would end up like me..." He stared at his lifeless body suspended from the wall and ceiling. "I wanted to be buried in the ground like the others."
"Bet you were disappointed when I took over," Cosmo said.
"I wasn't..." #vss365

"Shoo," she waved him away as if he were a pesky fly, "I don't have time for your nonsense."

"Would you have any room in your schedule for my #balderdash?" he asked, fluttering his eyelashes.

"I'm afraid," she closed her book with a snap, "It's been all filled up by your malarkey!"

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😎✍🏽
This has inspired some more #balderdash -err-ery… of my own
(Hope you don’t mind)

growing old, the bold is consumed by balder — dashing & clashing & #warring — em-bolder…

#vss365 #2WordPrompt #Oulens

Mr Astershaw's eyes popped at the classroom melee, three brawls in one, tables knocked over, and chairs flung through the windows

He hurried to his desk and rang his warning bell. "Stop this #balderdash at once!"

The students stopped snapped to him. "Yes sir."

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#WritingCommunity
#ReaderSky

#vss365 #2wordprompt

I stooped
And touched
The outline
Of feathers
In the snow
As if I might
#consume
The creatures battle
A forest angel's #war
Is seldom won
Easily
You declared
It #balderdash
And swept away
The tracks
With your pole
But I kept
Walking
Hoping to find
A sign
A sigil
A warning

I’m a widening winter eating tree
Stalwart, and stout

But baobab, alder, and ash-
They know what I’m about

#vss365 #prompt #balderdash #thicktrunksaturday?

The fertile youth is gone in screams of balderdash and song, warring factions of subtractions, mind from mind, kindness from kind. The inanity of all we see, canceling contingencies and consuming war. All for the wild bore of boredom’s rage, Greed’s sage wisdom that knows no fate but hate. A mindless great, a soulless great, it seems to late until we escape through transcension at the simple mention of something old. Something never cold but more like Love’s embrace. Something like faith but without the connotative bounds. The place that heart is found, and youth returns. The place for which we all yearn, but must also earn. A reverie of meant to be, if only we’d be so bold to see community. The fertile youth is gone, but here is where we can’t belong. Here is where it’s only wrong until we make it Love, moving eyes to neighbors sighs and down from signs above.

#Prompt #Poem Jan3

The #fertile youth is gone
in screams of #balderdash and song,
#warring factions of subtractions,
mind from mind...

#emoetry
#2wordprompt consume war
#vss365 balderdash
#firewords280 canceling contingencies
#foxprose escape through transcension
#writesky #poetry #poetrycommunity

Time is a construct
A notion sublime
Past down
Through stories
Of belonging
And crime
The #balderdash
Of thought
Mixed heavy
With lies
Portends a future
So dusty
Sad eyes
Cannot cry

#vss365

"they are free now"
#balderdash!
Free to get crumbs in return?
Free to not get choked by the puppet strings?
Free to laugh at their neighbour when the butcher tells them: "You're next"?

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The first story is always an epic. I remember mine, a masterpiece in blue crayon and construction paper. On the bus home, I clutched it in my hands like a sacred scroll. How many of my worlds were born in the balderdash of that childhood script?

#vss365 #balderdash

A free verse poem written in response to several writing prompts. Black text on "TV snow" background : ) who else remembers ‘TV snow’ when after dark, no lights would glow fertile imagination left to run wild ah, the memories of a child what’s life now but bits and bytes oh, and AI? i’ll start a fight techbros claim it’s style and panache pfft! i say – twaddle and balderdash! don’t mind me - i’m not proud - as i shake my fist at a passing cloud and now to take my happy ass outside somewhere to touch some grass --------------- #emoetry | #fertile #WildWalkPrompt | #snow #vss365 | #balderdash

#emoetry | #fertile
#WildWalkPrompt | #snow
#vss365 | #balderdash
#poetry

. . .❄️📺🌞🌱🍃. . .

Ok this one’s a little tongue in cheek but about sums things up I think and keeps my head from exploding:

Meet the new year
Same as the old year
#Balderdash

#vss365 #micropoetry

conference jargon
melee of charts, graphs and grids
business #balderdash

#vss365 #haiku #micropoetry

"drowning"

to the brim,
boiling over,
so much
balderdash
we swim in
, at least til
l we can't.

#vss365 | #balderdash

As a child
hearing parental
#wars of words,
#buffets of
pure #balderdash
yet the crossfire
hit like shrapnel—
#consumed by
her #fertile mind

she learned
to see the world
as harsh
and #sparce
in kindness—
more #snow
than rainbows.

#WildWalkPrompt #Emoetry #vss365 #vssmagic #vssdaily #2wordprompt

The Squire of Mar-a-Lago
has royally decreed
that the Cheney Doctrine
of war for profit
is ready to proceed
just like the good old days
when any #balderdash
fishy rationalization
could get wrapped in the flag
and retro sold
to the gullible populace
as the new corporate patriotism

#vss365 #poetry

#vss365
#balderdash
#poem

The men who had less hair,
competed, not for cash,
but simply to be there -
to run the balder dash.