turns out
she was #dead right

that side hustle
was his main focus all along

& previous tall tales
were nothing more
than a way to attain fame & fortune

#vss365 #poetry #writing

#dead in the water
was the old way
dead in the space
is the current method
solar sail barely flapping
momentum slowly dying
each erg used lost for good
ground ahoy, we hope
pulsing airlock
the last propulsion
#vss365

Painful until
A colonel or a grain
Like glass cut by the ocean waves
Currently en route
Drifting
To know without effort
To think without regret
Just undo
Confident in cowardise
Passing by the time
Better than being forgotten
Might as well be #dead
Death would be mighty swell
Too pain… less

#vss365

"You should act your age Mother."
"How ridiculous. Everyone else my age is already #dead."
"Precisely. You really ought to behave more like them you know."
"No thank you. I do believe I will keep partying another 500 years or so just to spite you children."
"Lord have mercy."
"He has none."
#vss365

#vss365 #Dead

This time last week my partner's mother was alive. Now she is dead. Death does not take note of your schedule. Death does not bother asking you for consent. It just comes. And you're expected to go on living.

Our new home is on a road that goes nowhere but doesn’t have a #dead end. It circles like a distorted merry go round at a haunted carnival, forever twisting turning tortuously keeping our lives in disarray. (Not really but that sounded good to my ears) #vss365

#vss365 The plague pits overflowed until the #dead lay higher than the churchyard wall. Priests stopped counting.

Then the corpses began to sink. From the rot rose a tall figure in a black cowl, carrying a scythe.

Death had not brought the plague. It had made him. #Edvane #DarkFantasy

The Garden of the #Dead was as crowded as the living city. Statues of stone or living evergreen climbed over each other for space to mark those who had #passed over. The sound of chimes held in stony fingers or water tapping on metal provided them with perpetual accompaniment. #vss365 #WIPSnips

#vss365 #dead

calculated with
cold #dead eyes of a tech bro
balance sheet BINGO

#vss365 #haiku #prompt

In the great field under blackness
Night is taller than trees
The moon stretches her shadows
Like black cats yawning

My spade is sharp in the hard ground
Chink
And the stones
Clench at my hacking

Still I will free the #dead

##vss365

My wife’s ghost visits me each night. She only has a few minutes to chat. There are rules, I guess. Before she leaves me, she always smiles and whispers, “Are you #dead yet?” I always answer, “No, honey. Soon.” Tonight, though, I didn’t say a word. I just took her hand.

#vss365 #microfiction

#vss365

Another hour in the garden
And my back is giving me hell,
But I'm eighty-two
So what can i do?
I'm not #dead yet, as you can tell.

No ordinary
Bog rat,
He was
The Dragon's
Medievil
Rat a tat tat

The Plague
Turned his
Welsh heart
To black

Dead eyes,
Good for
A Crow's
Old spy

Now,
Hiding in
Rice Lane
His Conspiring,
He sends down
The Farms drains.
#vss365 #dead
#mersey tails

When I'm #dead,
don't put my ashes
in an urn. Put it
into an hourglass,
so I can be on time.
Scatter it under a tree
that's called what
I am now. Grit the road
with it, so I can help
you one last time.

#vss365

Folklore of the #dead
Endeavor to surround birth
With swaddling shroud

#dailyhaikuprompt Endeavor Birth
#haiku #haikufeels #vss365

When Marley appeared,
Scrooge said: "You are #dead to me."
(Christmas spirit passed.)

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