A list of all 14 #vss365 prompts from the past two weeks.
The #Martian #energy #experiment collected a #heliacal #ray for the #unearthly #atom to #hover in an #arid #argent wash and #creep an #unseen beam of #terror throughout the neighboring planet on its #Halloween night.
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All 14.
Be safe friends! Happy Halloween! 🎃
Time After Time
The #creep of darkness
Into #heliacal spheres
Shortens daylight hours
At certain times of year
In desperate attempts
To master light's lack
Some numbers of man
Think to turn clocks back;
But, true time moves
On universal tracks
Without specious care
Of Earthly dawn cracks.
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The world was unraveling,
and we were distracted,
counting victims
of earthquakes and hurricanes,
of violence and injustice.
October 29 loomed predatory
as the #heliacal #creep of 3I/ATLAS cruised into our solar system on a collision course with the Sun.
We blamed Mercury in retrograde.
"I know I'm right." Bailey glanced at the star chart. "I'm supposed to be the one who watches Jin. Look it's #heliacal. Not that #creep!" She pointed at Cosmo.
"I didn't even want the kid in the first place," Cosmo said. "You saw it! They dumped him on me!" #vss365
Like an #heliacal rising
her dreams reappeared,
though leaves were falling
colors awakened in her heart.
They're not lost as she'd feared!
Over winter she’ll restore,
Come spring they can grow,
Then in summer they will soar.
#Vss365 #Poetry #Prompt
She reaches the spot where the woman with the basket had seemed to stand. The ground is undisturbed. A pinprick of sunlight pierces the canopy, like the #heliacal rising of a new star, and winks out just as suddenly. In the returned gloom, she notices a piece of cloth near her foot. #vss365 26/31
you fill me
with love
with boundless hope
with the conviction
of Icarus rising
and I offer
without question
a sunflower heart
gold and nectar
turning always towards you
in heliacal magnetism
boldly ignoring
the way this might end
#vss365 #heliacal
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The second star to the right:
A heliacal nature,
Longing to be close,
Rising and falling with the sun.
#vss365 #poetry #heliacal
"I said #heliacal! Not helicoidal!"
"Ah. Er... Well... I don't know what that means, either."
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It's all going to come down to one final breath. The big things and small. The worries, fears, and preoccupations. Those you hate & those you love.
Forgotten in a final gasp.
The world will continue its #heliacal journey, until it too gasps its last.
And all is quiet.
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When imagining the figurative #heliacal, do we ever think of it as a living breathing monster of some sort? It certainly seems it, it radiates warmth, it spins and moves, it has occasional outbursts, and is very mysterious. What if it's giggling right now imagining us imagining it giggling? #vss365
I am Fury—
with an ice cream headache
screaming toward perihelion
while my coma leaks like a punctured catheter bag
Each #heliacal return
they ooh and aah at my tail—
it's undignified
I'm a dirty snowball
having a mid-trajectory crisis
I need some space and time, Spacetime.
#vss365 #poetry #poem
The Hare of Herz, with schnutzenglee so bright,
Would watch the grüven dark enborkenake,
When #heliacal star revealed its light,
The würstenzeit in Spring could klugelmake!
#nonsensepoetry #vss365
The clay was cold, Enkidu ash, grief a fist in Gilgamesh’s throat. He ran crying through Uruk’s streets to the eastern wall, just in time to see the #heliacal rise of a star whose name had had forgotten, a sign of his own end. Was this bone-deep fear all he had left?
#Microfiction #vss365 #vss
The city’s glare through the blinds barely lit the office. She walked in, #heliacal rising, trouble incarnate. “Start talking,” I growled, lighting a smoke. She hit the light switch, flooding the room. The case began.
#Microfiction #vss365 #vss
#Heliacal rise
...and set, I had to look up
what this meant, and why.
Not literally.
I looked down, at my own star,
sitting, warm, inside.
Outside the world turned.
The earth brightened, cloudy skies,
the real stars hidden.
#Haiku #vss365
“We’ll have to wait then,” Remy said with a grumpy sigh.
“Wait?!” Matthias sputtered. “Why would we wait?”
“It’s Rastulon,” Remy replied. Seeing the confusion on their faces, “It’s a holy festival. Ships won’t fly until the #heliacal rise of their cardinal star. We’d be spotted immediately.”
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We head in clouds dreamers
marvel at the morningstar
with wonder and awe
as we wax poetic
The empirical astronomer
sees it as a gaseous mass
of compressed hydrogen
when in conjunction
with our sun
becomes #heliacal
before it's Earthly view is done
We romantics are much more fun
#vss365 #poetry
Welcome back to the Annual Pan-galatic Punk Picnic everyone! Today we have fiery, spicy delights from the representatives from the Helios system, Bob!
Ko'l, I'm excited to try their wings!
*takes big bite
Oh! #Heliacal hellfire hell no!
Ko'l, sighs. When will you learn?
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I’m just like you
driving in your vehicle
Work and rest
marked by the #heliacal
We pass another
phase half-cyclical
Lives so different
it makes me cynical
My work’s important
But to you, just peripheral
The lies you tell
Feel oh so visceral
Maybe you’ll wake
and understand what is real
The #heliacal rise of Fronidia's third moon marks the consolidation of our planet into one corporation. We avoid wars, but if threatened, we have an arsenal of biological weapons at our disposal. It is probably the reason the Lostai have never considered invading us.
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Loving you is
a heliacal rise.
Brilliant, brief,
and fatal in
its beauty.
My heart,
feathered
with hope,
beats against
the molten
air of your
nearness.
Each touch
Icarus' wing,
unraveling
in the sunlight,
each breath
a fall I never
wanted to end.
#vss365 #poetry #heliacal
Born under an #intermission
Stars are not in submission
To our desired patterns
A #heliacal rise of Saturn
Or mercury in retrograde
Who are we to interrogate
Movements of celestial beings
Selfish to think they’re foreseeing
The movements of us insects
Hoping we somehow connect
#vss365 #blueskyrelay
I rise and rest in #heliacal grace,
my pulse in rhythm with stars’ embrace.
Planets waltz to the hymn of my breath,
I am dawn and dusk, rebirth and death.
Each motion divine, each sigh ordained,
the cosmos aligns where my spirit is named.
#poetry #vss365 #prompt
All members of The Yellow Court were found dead of fright-induced heart attacks inside their labyrinthine church. Soon after, journals detailing the cult’s odd religious practices came to light, most of which centered on the #heliacal rising of Aldebaran, a distant star.
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