Every year, the bosses rent out a convention space and invite everyone to come. It’s a real #mélange of wiseguys: hitters, muscle, shot callers, you name it. There’s a tacit no-business rule, but the number of folks that leave is always a bit less than the number invited.

#vss365 #microfiction

Sorry, but there was a typo that was driving me nuts. #mélange #vss365

#vss365 A fleet of cut-glass jelly bowls full of trifle quivered through space at uber limespeed. A simple tap with a spoon on the jelly made the fruit #mélange vibrate at the petahertz frequency. The fruity vibrations captured by the sherry-soaked sponge cake powered the lime-ion engines.

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So I said to this fellow, “My daily schedule is a carefully curated #mélange of intellectual pursuits.”

And then, to my surprise and disappointment, he asked me the meaning of the word “mélange.”

Needless to say, I lost interest in the conversation. 

"So? What do you think?"
I raised my eyebrows. Carol looked hopelessly enthusiastic, which was unearned.
"Honestly, the kindest word to describe his face is a #mélange which is, ironically, the exact opposite of his personality. No more blind dates. I'll find my own husband."

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“I am Mordhard. The son of Auldwin, the son of Ethel. I will never in my life accept that accursed crown of Ulthoor. My blood is a #mélange of rebellion and freedom. Seek a lamb for slaughter but do not step into the cave of the Wold wolf with a mere bone as offering.” #vss365

day mislays one #breath
in its #mélange of endings
boats pin witching hour
night sleeps inside the cabins
dreaming of lives left ashore

#TankaThursday #vss365 #tanka #blueskypoets #seaside #sunset #photography

The Pilgrim walks the straight road
beneath a crooked shade—
a #mélange of whispers
where doubt veils the light.

Shadows lengthen
across dust;
yet the sun keeps
its ancient course.

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Mordhard stopped short of Crone Queen and stared into her eyes as if trying to pour his will into her, but she just smiled and poked Mordhard’s nose gently. “Silly boy. Just fall in and fill the position I have decreed on you. Care for some of this warm #mélange drink?” #vss365

“Ulthoor the Shepherd guided my steps just like Ulthoor the Soldier did to my spear.” Crone Queen shook her head at the words and poured the #mélange to the floor. “Your words soured my pleasure, boy. There is no such Ulthoors in this world of High King.” #vss365

“Mordhard, my boy. What brings you to my court?” The old woman seemed made of papyrus but Mordhard knew it was but a visage that Crone Queen preferred. She was sipping from a platter where a fragrant #mélange cast its tendrils around the small pavilion. #vss365

Dr. Lightweather's gallery was an impressive, albeit disorganized, #mélange of enchanted, cursed, futuristic and alien artifacts... #vss365 #flashfiction #writesky #scifi #fantasy

pouring the slow moving brew
stirring it into the fast flowing tea
mixing the taste, alchemical drink
coffeine in double, sugar in none
power charging up the mind
the night is short, #mélange is ready
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O meddled #mélange—
mixed, mingled, mishmash medley
of miscellany.

#vss365 #HaikuFeels #help #verse #DailyHaikuPrompt #Senryu #Haiku #HaikuSky #Poetry #MicroPoetry #writing #poem #prose #emoetry #inkmine #BlueskyPoets #dpp

"See Riz is on about doing cocktails?" Valarie pointed out.
"Yes though his cocktails are just a #mélange of every alcohol he has to paw," I replied.
"Ah the ones where you're more likely to have bouts of missing time."
"Yup. I'll have 999 on standby."
#vss365 #riztherogue

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One day, I was out with Grandpa and he picked up this thing off the ground, saying, "Ho Ho."
I asked, "What's that?"
"A findling." And he placed it in his pocket.
Another time, I was at his house and said, "I'm bored."
He left the room and came back with a bucket. "Here. Take this #mélange

#Mélange of emotions
Watching as you walk away
I can breathe again
#vss365 #haiku #poetry