Rick Milone
@rwm1955.bsky.social
Writer (Clear Green in Dade County & Dog Days of Summer), hiker, Granddad (Capo), movie extra (Captain Fantastic- Oscar winner), student guitarist, FIU - BBA year '81
His meal in front of him was as cold as his unfocused eyes. The cacophony of conversations & rattling dishes rivaled the conflicted voices in his head. He was a powder keg awaiting a punk to light the fuse. No consolation could soothe his grief. If fact, he wanted none. #vss365
December 9, 2025 at 3:30 PM
His meal in front of him was as cold as his unfocused eyes. The cacophony of conversations & rattling dishes rivaled the conflicted voices in his head. He was a powder keg awaiting a punk to light the fuse. No consolation could soothe his grief. If fact, he wanted none. #vss365
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Bleeding –
there is no stemming this flood
Stay here
and watch my words bleeding out
Nothing
can really sew this wound shut
At least
you're here to see me bleed out
Seeing
the end of this tale
Seizing
what time I have left
Hear this
#soliloquy I make
Maybe
you'll avoid my mistake
#vss365
there is no stemming this flood
Stay here
and watch my words bleeding out
Nothing
can really sew this wound shut
At least
you're here to see me bleed out
Seeing
the end of this tale
Seizing
what time I have left
Hear this
#soliloquy I make
Maybe
you'll avoid my mistake
#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 8:45 AM
Bleeding –
there is no stemming this flood
Stay here
and watch my words bleeding out
Nothing
can really sew this wound shut
At least
you're here to see me bleed out
Seeing
the end of this tale
Seizing
what time I have left
Hear this
#soliloquy I make
Maybe
you'll avoid my mistake
#vss365
there is no stemming this flood
Stay here
and watch my words bleeding out
Nothing
can really sew this wound shut
At least
you're here to see me bleed out
Seeing
the end of this tale
Seizing
what time I have left
Hear this
#soliloquy I make
Maybe
you'll avoid my mistake
#vss365
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My muse
Gives me life
Brings me death
Deals with gloom
And shows me love
They give me words
They let me #soliloquy
Through a pen
And it’s ink
And yet none of this
Do they know
#vss365
Gives me life
Brings me death
Deals with gloom
And shows me love
They give me words
They let me #soliloquy
Through a pen
And it’s ink
And yet none of this
Do they know
#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 8:46 AM
My muse
Gives me life
Brings me death
Deals with gloom
And shows me love
They give me words
They let me #soliloquy
Through a pen
And it’s ink
And yet none of this
Do they know
#vss365
Gives me life
Brings me death
Deals with gloom
And shows me love
They give me words
They let me #soliloquy
Through a pen
And it’s ink
And yet none of this
Do they know
#vss365
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#vss365 I hear your tortured screams. Though they beckon the warm coffee too my mouth and I feel the inner fire afterwards, the same cold anxiety -- that you do not yet have the words for -- quenches it instantaneously, thought the playground attendant, as she surveyed the wailing kids.
#soliloquy
#soliloquy
From scraps of silence trembling beside sudden bursts of thought, a story we have long feared begins to gather. Farewell to the hesitant preludes! Make a place for a raw soliloquy. What was stifled has finally found the ribs to break through.
#vss365 #prompt December 8 #soliloquy #art ~ Lily
#vss365 #prompt December 8 #soliloquy #art ~ Lily
December 8, 2025 at 8:54 AM
#vss365 I hear your tortured screams. Though they beckon the warm coffee too my mouth and I feel the inner fire afterwards, the same cold anxiety -- that you do not yet have the words for -- quenches it instantaneously, thought the playground attendant, as she surveyed the wailing kids.
#soliloquy
#soliloquy
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December 8, 2025 at 9:04 AM
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let's go to a secluded place
sit on a bed of grass
put your arms around my shoulder
hold me close to your heart
we don't need to converse
I'll listen to the #soliloquy of your heartbeats
let's sit there until sundown
and then return home
to the business of life
#vss365
sit on a bed of grass
put your arms around my shoulder
hold me close to your heart
we don't need to converse
I'll listen to the #soliloquy of your heartbeats
let's sit there until sundown
and then return home
to the business of life
#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 9:13 AM
let's go to a secluded place
sit on a bed of grass
put your arms around my shoulder
hold me close to your heart
we don't need to converse
I'll listen to the #soliloquy of your heartbeats
let's sit there until sundown
and then return home
to the business of life
#vss365
sit on a bed of grass
put your arms around my shoulder
hold me close to your heart
we don't need to converse
I'll listen to the #soliloquy of your heartbeats
let's sit there until sundown
and then return home
to the business of life
#vss365
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Rory had to sit through the #soliloquy because it wasn’t skippable. It was all very sad and probably moved him a little when he heard it the first time, but there was an exciting bit after this.
It was a little bit sad that he had become so cynical. Was he tiring of the game?
No! Never!
#vss365
It was a little bit sad that he had become so cynical. Was he tiring of the game?
No! Never!
#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 9:19 AM
Rory had to sit through the #soliloquy because it wasn’t skippable. It was all very sad and probably moved him a little when he heard it the first time, but there was an exciting bit after this.
It was a little bit sad that he had become so cynical. Was he tiring of the game?
No! Never!
#vss365
It was a little bit sad that he had become so cynical. Was he tiring of the game?
No! Never!
#vss365
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The haunting #soliloquy drifted through the safe house. Mournful and poignant, sung in memory of those lost, in death and missing. There were always so many. Far too many.
Dylan sat alone, nursing his whisky and watching the footage of the battle, seeing where it could have gone better.
#vss365
Dylan sat alone, nursing his whisky and watching the footage of the battle, seeing where it could have gone better.
#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 9:21 AM
The haunting #soliloquy drifted through the safe house. Mournful and poignant, sung in memory of those lost, in death and missing. There were always so many. Far too many.
Dylan sat alone, nursing his whisky and watching the footage of the battle, seeing where it could have gone better.
#vss365
Dylan sat alone, nursing his whisky and watching the footage of the battle, seeing where it could have gone better.
#vss365
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The sweetest soliloquy
no one else can hear -
you, just before committing fully
to sleep, to another day.
'This ... this is why
things are sort of okay,
why that's good enough for now
when now is all there is ...'
Yes, something like that
is how it begins.
#soliloquy #vss365
no one else can hear -
you, just before committing fully
to sleep, to another day.
'This ... this is why
things are sort of okay,
why that's good enough for now
when now is all there is ...'
Yes, something like that
is how it begins.
#soliloquy #vss365
December 8, 2025 at 10:22 AM
The sweetest soliloquy
no one else can hear -
you, just before committing fully
to sleep, to another day.
'This ... this is why
things are sort of okay,
why that's good enough for now
when now is all there is ...'
Yes, something like that
is how it begins.
#soliloquy #vss365
no one else can hear -
you, just before committing fully
to sleep, to another day.
'This ... this is why
things are sort of okay,
why that's good enough for now
when now is all there is ...'
Yes, something like that
is how it begins.
#soliloquy #vss365
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December 8, 2025 at 11:01 AM
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#vss365
#soliloquy
Disease has robbed him of recent memories
Leaving older stories for soliloquies
Starts in childhood
Onto fatherhood
He just wishes that someone will listen, please
#soliloquy
Disease has robbed him of recent memories
Leaving older stories for soliloquies
Starts in childhood
Onto fatherhood
He just wishes that someone will listen, please
December 8, 2025 at 1:38 PM
#vss365
#soliloquy
Disease has robbed him of recent memories
Leaving older stories for soliloquies
Starts in childhood
Onto fatherhood
He just wishes that someone will listen, please
#soliloquy
Disease has robbed him of recent memories
Leaving older stories for soliloquies
Starts in childhood
Onto fatherhood
He just wishes that someone will listen, please
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Perchance To Ponder
She speaks aloud...
Contemplating beauty,
The meaning of a touch,
And deeper passions within
Loosed to the stars
In secrecy borne;
Her soliloquy is poetry—
thoughts thereafter played out on page & stage.
#vss365
#poetry
#PoetsOfBluesky
#PoetryLovers
#SkyWriting
She speaks aloud...
Contemplating beauty,
The meaning of a touch,
And deeper passions within
Loosed to the stars
In secrecy borne;
Her soliloquy is poetry—
thoughts thereafter played out on page & stage.
#vss365
#poetry
#PoetsOfBluesky
#PoetryLovers
#SkyWriting
December 8, 2025 at 6:28 PM
Perchance To Ponder
She speaks aloud...
Contemplating beauty,
The meaning of a touch,
And deeper passions within
Loosed to the stars
In secrecy borne;
Her soliloquy is poetry—
thoughts thereafter played out on page & stage.
#vss365
#poetry
#PoetsOfBluesky
#PoetryLovers
#SkyWriting
She speaks aloud...
Contemplating beauty,
The meaning of a touch,
And deeper passions within
Loosed to the stars
In secrecy borne;
Her soliloquy is poetry—
thoughts thereafter played out on page & stage.
#vss365
#poetry
#PoetsOfBluesky
#PoetryLovers
#SkyWriting
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wild #soliloquy
ocean lashes crumbling rocks
#north claims all its rage
#vss365 #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku 🖼️ Pinterest
ocean lashes crumbling rocks
#north claims all its rage
#vss365 #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku 🖼️ Pinterest
December 8, 2025 at 7:37 PM
wild #soliloquy
ocean lashes crumbling rocks
#north claims all its rage
#vss365 #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku 🖼️ Pinterest
ocean lashes crumbling rocks
#north claims all its rage
#vss365 #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku 🖼️ Pinterest
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We peer through opposite sides of a window,
your kiss whispers my lips,
as we weave letters in warm silver along a frail divide.
Across how many doorways will I fall for you?
How many names and ageless seasons?
I pose the questions, a soft #soliloquy to the listening night.
#vss365
your kiss whispers my lips,
as we weave letters in warm silver along a frail divide.
Across how many doorways will I fall for you?
How many names and ageless seasons?
I pose the questions, a soft #soliloquy to the listening night.
#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 9:00 PM
We peer through opposite sides of a window,
your kiss whispers my lips,
as we weave letters in warm silver along a frail divide.
Across how many doorways will I fall for you?
How many names and ageless seasons?
I pose the questions, a soft #soliloquy to the listening night.
#vss365
your kiss whispers my lips,
as we weave letters in warm silver along a frail divide.
Across how many doorways will I fall for you?
How many names and ageless seasons?
I pose the questions, a soft #soliloquy to the listening night.
#vss365
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Now is the winter of my discontent made redundant by this surgeon of mine.
His nimble digits ensure future sunny days devoid of worry from injury.
Forever grateful and giving thanks, this is my #soliloquy.
#vss365 #definitelynotShakespeare
His nimble digits ensure future sunny days devoid of worry from injury.
Forever grateful and giving thanks, this is my #soliloquy.
#vss365 #definitelynotShakespeare
December 8, 2025 at 9:05 PM
Now is the winter of my discontent made redundant by this surgeon of mine.
His nimble digits ensure future sunny days devoid of worry from injury.
Forever grateful and giving thanks, this is my #soliloquy.
#vss365 #definitelynotShakespeare
His nimble digits ensure future sunny days devoid of worry from injury.
Forever grateful and giving thanks, this is my #soliloquy.
#vss365 #definitelynotShakespeare
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The Butcher of Titan was an absolutely nutty bastard. He loved to accompany his hacking and slicing of wayward intergalactic travelers with a long-winded, jaunty #soliloquy.
#vss365 #horror
#vss365 #horror
December 8, 2025 at 10:19 PM
The Butcher of Titan was an absolutely nutty bastard. He loved to accompany his hacking and slicing of wayward intergalactic travelers with a long-winded, jaunty #soliloquy.
#vss365 #horror
#vss365 #horror
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Day twenty-four of ‘Reign, Dear’ is posted!
Many, many plans are afoot, some of them may work, or not … Let’s face it, these aren’t master strategists at work here …
Continuing the Festivus tale, basically a #Christmas story.
www.wattpad.com/story/403819...
Many, many plans are afoot, some of them may work, or not … Let’s face it, these aren’t master strategists at work here …
Continuing the Festivus tale, basically a #Christmas story.
www.wattpad.com/story/403819...
Reign, Dear - Jan Karlsson - Wattpad
Festivus time is here! By golly!
After an avoidably unfortunate incident involving an unnecessarily large cat, with an odd way of choosing its prey, a lazy ogr...
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December 8, 2025 at 10:34 PM
Day twenty-four of ‘Reign, Dear’ is posted!
Many, many plans are afoot, some of them may work, or not … Let’s face it, these aren’t master strategists at work here …
Continuing the Festivus tale, basically a #Christmas story.
www.wattpad.com/story/403819...
Many, many plans are afoot, some of them may work, or not … Let’s face it, these aren’t master strategists at work here …
Continuing the Festivus tale, basically a #Christmas story.
www.wattpad.com/story/403819...
His mesmerizing soliliquy resonated with the masses across the world. They'd tired of rationalized ignorance, faux outrage & exaggerated hyperbole. The pendulum had swung to him with huge momentum. At last, he'd unite his flock to slaughter his enemies. #vss365 #vsshorrorprompt
December 8, 2025 at 2:43 PM
His mesmerizing soliliquy resonated with the masses across the world. They'd tired of rationalized ignorance, faux outrage & exaggerated hyperbole. The pendulum had swung to him with huge momentum. At last, he'd unite his flock to slaughter his enemies. #vss365 #vsshorrorprompt
His breathing was heavy, his skin seemed to shiver. Peering into the mirror, he was aghast to see his ice blue eyes surrounded by a magenta hue. What was in that stew he'd been served by the old crone? His mind swung like a pendulum between fear & blood lust. #vss365 #horrorpromp
December 7, 2025 at 11:35 PM
His breathing was heavy, his skin seemed to shiver. Peering into the mirror, he was aghast to see his ice blue eyes surrounded by a magenta hue. What was in that stew he'd been served by the old crone? His mind swung like a pendulum between fear & blood lust. #vss365 #horrorpromp
The white-haired man sat quietly, listening to the ménage tell stories. He fiddled with the time looper in his pocket. His memories were fading & he'd visit the past to relive them. His neighbors often expressed how much he resembled their family members. #vsstimetravel #Scififri
December 5, 2025 at 9:09 PM
The white-haired man sat quietly, listening to the ménage tell stories. He fiddled with the time looper in his pocket. His memories were fading & he'd visit the past to relive them. His neighbors often expressed how much he resembled their family members. #vsstimetravel #Scififri
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At vespertine hour, when tired feet find shelter & the routine mask slips away, we become afterlight seekers. Dusk nudges the tongue, letting slivers of inner weather thicken into ink. There, the mind at last has room to say what it has carried all day.
#vss365 #prompt December 4 #vespertine
#vss365 #prompt December 4 #vespertine
December 4, 2025 at 8:01 AM
At vespertine hour, when tired feet find shelter & the routine mask slips away, we become afterlight seekers. Dusk nudges the tongue, letting slivers of inner weather thicken into ink. There, the mind at last has room to say what it has carried all day.
#vss365 #prompt December 4 #vespertine
#vss365 #prompt December 4 #vespertine
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Oftentimes the vespertine cloaking at the end of a day belies softness. It just looks like you're being tucked in. Reality belies the hint of bittersweetness in the air - that can ebb and flow like a challenged heart's beat.
#vss365 #vespertine
#vss365 #vespertine
December 4, 2025 at 8:46 AM
Oftentimes the vespertine cloaking at the end of a day belies softness. It just looks like you're being tucked in. Reality belies the hint of bittersweetness in the air - that can ebb and flow like a challenged heart's beat.
#vss365 #vespertine
#vss365 #vespertine
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"This #Vespertine perfume fits perfectly for an evening out, Bob. I'm putting it on my Santa list." Nora gave him a cheeky smile. Bob hummed, knowing the lists always found their way to him, and truth be told, he wouldn't want it any other way.
#vss365
#vss365
December 4, 2025 at 8:55 AM
"This #Vespertine perfume fits perfectly for an evening out, Bob. I'm putting it on my Santa list." Nora gave him a cheeky smile. Bob hummed, knowing the lists always found their way to him, and truth be told, he wouldn't want it any other way.
#vss365
#vss365
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December 4, 2025 at 9:04 AM