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Bob & Nora stories 🌿𔓘 🚫 no mass-tagging, #vss365 🌿 ⊹(◔◡◔)⊹
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"Oh relax, your mother and I love a bit of banter. I promise she wasn't offended when I said that her beauty had #bewitched me. She knows it's all in good fun, Nora, truly she does. Why are you looking at me like that?"

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"Oh relax, your mother and I love a bit of banter. I promise she wasn't offended when I said that her beauty had #bewitched me. She knows it's all in good fun, Nora, truly she does. Why are you looking at me like that?"

#vss365
December 10, 2025 at 11:50 AM
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an innominate one,
under a dull #aurora,
extending his naïve tongue
for the whim of a wafer
—an exegesis literatim;
marginalized
from the well-admired,
he's left inviting
an invective #soliloquy
for the lack of intellection
and for the simple company
of another

#vss365 #whistpr #emoetry #admired
December 8, 2025 at 5:01 PM
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Capture my sad heart
Sing me a #bewitching song
Take me away please
#haiku #vss365
December 10, 2025 at 8:30 AM
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some days, your careless words or actions
hurt me to an inexplicable extent

on such occasions, I remind myself
of the reasons I was #bewitched by you

love isn't effortless always
it's a story starting from the happily ever after

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December 10, 2025 at 9:30 AM
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Magpie needed repairs and Dylan had neglected her, despite the Allied Factions giving him the resources. Repairs took time he didn’t have.

But he remembered the first time he saw her, when she #bewitched him, and he couldn’t put it off any longer. He smoothed over the battered frame.

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December 10, 2025 at 9:31 AM
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No #consolation bright enough
to lift the gloom of lost years.
But--here--let me sit: lay your
sighs upon my shoulder.
Together, soon,
may we rise.

#vss365
December 10, 2025 at 10:32 AM
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#Bewitched

no wonder
we came to fear curses

day after day
our hearts are led
by invisible stories

arriving and departing
at their whim,
as if the soul were caught
in turnstile spell

#vss365
December 10, 2025 at 10:59 AM
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Back in my days
Of eating Pop Tarts
In my footed pajamas
My mornings would start
With Captain Kangaroo
And progress to reruns
Of #Bewitched on a
Black and white television
With an aerial on the roof
I was reared by my parents
And that flickering box
#vss365
December 10, 2025 at 11:47 AM
Nora mused, "As a child in the 80's, my friend and I loved the hat department, trying on hats. I recall a #magenta one with big feathers. We laughed so much!" Bob said she surely pulled it over her eyes and ears, calling out how dark it was. Nora nodded and laughed.

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December 7, 2025 at 9:00 AM
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Looking back
on my wedding day,
I see now
I should’ve run away.

#Augury and omens
I ignored
for the boy
I adored.

A butterfly fluttered
My bouquet fell from my hand.
A baby cried.
He lost our wedding band.

Years have passed;
we bicker and fight.
I wish I’d heeded
the warnings that night.
December 7, 2025 at 4:16 AM
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"Sholmes, the entire sofa is painted #magenta"

"An intimidation from our friend Geriarty"

"But it's just a sofa"

"Exactly, Hatson. He wants us uncomfortable every time we sit"
#vss365
December 7, 2025 at 8:37 AM
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a gossamer feast
tangled in #magenta sheets.
books strewn everywhere
empty wine glasses
on the windowsill.
its snowing somewhere.
there are two gray lakes to drown in...
another dream
in another faceless city.

#vss365
December 7, 2025 at 8:53 AM
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He wore a black bow tie
I wore a #chic red dress

His eyes sparkled
As did my lipstick

We walked across the hall
Towards each other

He sided pass, to kiss the blonde
I went to drown, in the punch bowl

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December 5, 2025 at 8:25 AM
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—began writing song lyrics age 7—each city lived—i hung-out with musicians—i share lyrics to my new song

‘liquid-lemon’

—READ MY MUSIC TALE⤵️
1 min➡️ tinyurl.com/dww-song

#song #lyrics #music #songwriter #musicsky #90smusic #rock #art #indiemusic #bluesky #nature #substack #philosophy #indieartist
November 25, 2025 at 7:54 AM
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"Enemies? No, ha ha. We're rather... #chivalrous rivals."

"Well, your chivalrous rival has just pushed your car off a cliff."

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December 3, 2025 at 10:44 PM
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she fell at his feet
he brushed her aside
walking by
without remorse
falsely #chivalrous
nothing more
than polished armor
dressing up
a scoundrel’s soul

#VSS365 #Poetry #WritingCommmunity #AIart
December 4, 2025 at 8:37 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
December 4, 2025 at 8:55 AM
Bob considered himself to be #suave, singing "Bailamos" by Enrique Iglesias in the bathroom mirror. Nora stayed outside, knowing he'd soon be bending over to scoop his towel wrap off the floor. It was too much, even for the towel.

#vss365
December 1, 2025 at 11:28 AM
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#vss365

Handsome, #suave & urbane, he slid effortlessly into our group, charming us with tales of foreign travel. We wondered if they were all true.
Then he phoned home. 'Hello Muther'. Thick Yorkshire accent. The man was real after all.
December 1, 2025 at 8:38 AM
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We should have stopped speaking with each other after the big argument. We did not. You made me tea the next morning. We talked for hours about everything and nothing. This was how #suave we had always been. Nothing could keep us apart, not even ourselves.

#vss365 #FromOneLine
December 1, 2025 at 10:06 AM
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He chats idly with the bar man eyes darting around looking for possibility. He thinks he’s #suave, sophisticated but we know he’s a poor man’s James Bond. All flash & no cash. We hang nearby like a group of grazing gazelle. He heads over with a swagger. ‘Not tonight Oddjob,’ one of us says. #vss365
December 1, 2025 at 10:07 AM
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At some points in Dylan’s life, he had done a fair impression of being #suave, looking debonair, rakishly handsome, even. These days he looked like a space tramp. Something the leaders of the Factions fighting The Enemy wanted to change because, like it or not, Dylan had responsibilities.

#vss365
December 1, 2025 at 10:11 AM
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2 am
printed proof of
new novel in hand
and nothing else #matters

I love it
I...
hate
it -
OH GOD
I hope no one reads it
and everyone does
because I'm not really a writer
and yet somehow
I am
I won't publish it
but I will and
I can't believe my own
audacity

#vss365
November 30, 2025 at 12:57 AM
"This is the #last time I am putting on heels, Bob. Trust my friend to pick this day to suggest going on a walk." Nora massaged her sore feet. There was a lot that Bob didn't understand about women. What made them choose discomfort like this?

#vss365
November 30, 2025 at 9:44 AM
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The #last person on Earth felt a tap on their shoulder.

#VSS365

#VariationOnAClassic
November 30, 2025 at 8:44 AM