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the
united sadists
of acquisition
execute another
hard right turn
sirens calling
ice across the streets
but skid pans beckon
with welcome reckoning

beware the spin

#vss365 #siren #poem #poetry #micropoetry #blueskypoets #news

"Sholmes, a punter bet his entire fortune on a horse Geriarty recommended"

"A #siren call of effortless riches, Hatson"

"And the horse.. was it any good?"

"Magnificent. It refused to race and ate the betting slip"
#vss365

#vss365

Yes, yes, I remember! Seven years old, near the old #siren pole at the edge of the playground, I declared myself King of the Morning.

And I was. Yes I was! 

#vss365 #siren

Now, the siren sings;
The binding rope is chaffing:
It's gallows humour

Ilyna often passed folks on the walkways and rope bridges of the Underside, staring down at the eye-watering drop of the chasm Tarkar’s Bridge spanned.

The #siren song of the drop, urging, silently, haunted souls to take the fateful leap. It never affected Ilyna, but she had lost others.

#vss365

As the Charon fought to escape the maelstrom of the storm’s eye, a #siren began to blare throughout the CIC, as though either Dylan or the crew weren’t fully aware how close they were to destruction.

But Dylan trusted Able. He knew the young nav officer could calculate the path out.

#vss365

On the return voyage from the chaotic group quest island, the ship took a very different course with different events on the way.

Like the #siren attack, which didn’t so much lure the players as it did the crew, but gave them a miasmic flow to players.

Rory resisted with relative ease.

#vss365

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blueblue sirens scratch the night
moonlight shivers

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#vss365 #siren #poem #poetry #micropoetry #blueskypoets

Her voice, a siren's
Like ambulance or police.
I changed the station.

#vss365 #micropoem #micropoetry #poetry #poetrycommunity
#writingcommunity
#blueskypoetry #emoetry #haiku #dailyhaikuprompt #micropoem #haikuhorrorprompt #siren

#vss365 #MicroFiction #Poetry

maples abandoned green
without regret

leaves lifted into the wind
traveling farther, faster
than roots ever could

a #siren drifted through
the season's first cold gust

striking me, as did the sight
and sound of her

I was hooked

#vss365 #sin #siren #badpoetry

The captain keeps  time  with  a  gull’s  battered wing,  
Salt files the hull in grooves like old skin;  
#Siren trills from iron lips where  dead lighthouses sing,  
No chart has her name, but the  bow hums within.  
"That’s sacrilege," snaps the Captain  — then he starts to grin.

#vss365

#vss365 #Haiku #MicroFiction
#HaikuFiction 

2 AM, back alley
footsteps vanish
into #siren noise

#vss365 #siren #poem #poetry

the posting of the #vss365
prompt is our #siren song

we leap into a sea of thought
reaching, reaching 

I leaned in and tasted her luscious lips. That's when I knew, once and for all, she was my #siren …and the ship of my soul was headed for the rocks.

#vss365

5 a.m.

the kettle
sings like a siren
I answer

#vss365
#siren