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Rachel
@vignettes.bsky.social
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Absurdist, writer, explorer, escape artist.
Writer of poetry, prose & flash fiction.

Words in Epistemic Literary, Pure Haiku, The Survivor Zine

British, moves a lot, currently living in Italy. 🇮🇹🇬🇧
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Rachel @vignettes.bsky.social · Nov 12
She peeked under her tinfoil tiara, blew hair from her eyes & lifted her nose into the air. It smelt like salt, slippery, cleaned by cats & the singing of mermaids. She detached herself from the known land and hummed in reply to the portal. On the rocks, plastic bags billowed on gusty winds. #vss365
vignettes.bsky.social
turnip rows in frost /
a pebble clicks in the plough /
morning stirs the farm

#DailyHaikuPrompt
#haiku
November 28, 2025 at 1:02 PM
vignettes.bsky.social
#blueskyrelay #prompt response to #secondchancestastelikecinnamon
#writing
My beloved, I read your letter on the wind shelf where my kind keep our memories. Your words press warmly into my palms, soft as ember dust. You say second chances taste like cinnamon. I have no reference, only the way the air buckled, a quick shock, carried like a secret. Second chances taste like stormlight, the quiver in the air before rain, when the world is remade. When I touched your face, that last hour, I was trying to hold that moment still, keep time from moulting around us. If distance draws me silent, know my silence is only a folded wing, never absence. If you ever doubt what remains, place your hand to your throat. The faint shiver rising there? That is the echo of my touch travelling the thinnest path. You will feel me again. You always do. Yours across the sky-skein
November 27, 2025 at 9:44 PM
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Inspired by my #blueskyrelay #prompt for today, #secondchancestastelikecinnamon.

A tender note for a love trying to survive the distance.

#fiction #writing #blueskywriters #skywriting #loveletter #microfiction #epistolary #romanticfiction
A story / love letter inspired by the #BlueskyRelay #prompt of (#secondchancestastelikecinnamon). Written, and Copyright (c) 2025, by Eric Montgomery (@Madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. My love, I do not know where you are tonight, only that the dark feels thinner when I pretend you are close enough to hear me breathe. I keep replaying that last hour, the way you touched my face as if you were memorizing it for later. I have tried to stay steady. Some days I manage. Most days I hold the memory of your mouth against my skin, and it is the only thing that keeps my hands from shaking. You made me believe second chances were real. I think they taste like cinnamon when your breath mixes with mine in a way that pulls the room warmer than it should. I still feel that heat when I close my eyes. If you ever doubt what was real, remember the sound you made when I traced the line of your shoulder. If distance keeps you silent, let your memory reach instead. I will feel it. I always do. Yours, then and now.
November 27, 2025 at 3:37 PM
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“No! The Turkey ISN’T Done Yet!”

I made this inspired by 1950s sitcom moms, my love of vintage pulp art, and that trainwreck of horror and humor that is American Thanksgiving. :-)

November’s #SciFanSat “Fire” themed issue comes out of the oven this Saturday!

#SFF #AmWritingScifi #AmWritingFantasy
An illustration in the style of vintage pulp art: A yelling woman in an apron sits on the edge of a kitchen sink as a burning, roasted zombie turkey prepared for dinner lurches about on the floor spilling its stuffing.
November 27, 2025 at 11:04 AM
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late November
learning to walk through
falling things

#vss365 #learning
November 27, 2025 at 12:02 PM
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naumadd.bsky.social
skipping
across pavement
first leaves

#haiku #poetry
November 27, 2025 at 2:35 AM
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whistprword.bsky.social
A daily word prompt meant to inspire any type of creativity.

Share your art, original words, poetry, writing snippets, photos, etc. NO A/"I" please! Alt text on images appreciated.

Tag your post: #whistpr

Word for November 27, 2025: #MURMURATION

#WritingPrompt #Art #WritingCommunity
Simple drawing in white against a light blue background of a bunch of birds in flight. The birds are very simply drawn and in a variety of flying poses, filling up the image.
November 27, 2025 at 2:03 AM
vignettes.bsky.social
yellowing garden /
the scent of tea on the wind /
winter settles in

#DailyHaikuPrompt
#dailyhaiku
#haiku
November 27, 2025 at 8:28 AM
vignettes.bsky.social
The sky unlatched a seam,
and a thin blue corridor opened.
Something small and trembling rose,
claimed its place among the quiet,
and disappeared into the hush.

#BlueskyRelay
#theskysavedroomforonemore
November 27, 2025 at 7:48 AM
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johnchmura.bsky.social
in the soggy hoofprint
innocence
writhing earthworms
November 27, 2025 at 5:37 AM
vignettes.bsky.social
Looking forward to this. 5 days of writing as I seem to lack self discipline.
writershq.bsky.social Writers’ HQ @writershq.bsky.social · 2d
It's nearly time! Get your name on the list for our FREE writing advent and start December off with new stories and new friends

✨ Priority time for your writing
✨ Write a whole new story or five
✨ Writing idiocy from Plato to k*nk to otters.

And it's all FREE!

writershq.co.uk/the-writers-...
November 26, 2025 at 10:46 AM
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aliskjones.bsky.social
unlikely treasures
droplets on the teeth of leaves
glisten with morning

#nature #NaturePhotography #naturelovers #poetry #naturewriters #burnet #poetrycommunity #haiku #writerscommunity #notAI #psychogeography #landscape #mapping #mindfulness #noticing #botany #glimmerings #bloomscrolling
November 24, 2025 at 6:25 AM
vignettes.bsky.social
frost blooms on the gate /
nightingale curls in the ivy /
dreaming summer’s tune

#DailyHaikuPrompt
#DailyHaiku
#haiku
November 26, 2025 at 8:57 AM
vignettes.bsky.social
Dog walking this morning. The strawberry trees or 'corbezzolo' are in full bloom.
When they turn red the fruits are edible though an acquired taste, bland & gritty but apparently full of antioxidants.
Arbutus unedo in Italian referred to as corbezzolo. Italy's national tree.
November 26, 2025 at 8:34 AM
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Great starter pack here from Paul, thanks Paul for including the #PromptCombo crew in here! 🙏🏼
November 25, 2025 at 3:12 PM
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owlnsquirrels1111.bsky.social
a bold tune
caught in the wind at the throat
of a lonesome flute
floatin’
in
a vale of tears

#SenseWrds
Prompt 149: Hollow Surrounding Fearless

#Oulens #haiku #senryu #monoku
#blueskypoets #blueskypoetry
#poetrycommunity #poems #poetry
November 25, 2025 at 12:35 PM
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kshepherdwrites.bsky.social
geese
in V formation
raking the sky

#dailyhaikuprompt rake
November 17, 2025 at 1:45 PM
vignettes.bsky.social
Oops. Italy wins the Davis Cup and then literally breaks it at award ceremony.

www.ansa.it/sito/photoga...
L'Italia 'rompe' la coppa Davis durante la premiazione - Sport - Ansa.it
Brevi momenti di imbarazzo per un incidente con il trofeo: la base della coppa si stacca e cade a terra, i tennisti italiani la rimettono a posto (ANSA)
www.ansa.it
November 24, 2025 at 3:10 PM
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madp03t.bsky.social
Riley repeatedly reviewed the most #relevant remarks,
yet every relevant remark rearranged itself
whenever Riley tried to reread it.
So Riley reread the rearranged relevance
till the relevance refused to remain relevant
and Riley refused to reread it again.

#vss365 #prompt #tonguetwister #poetry
November 24, 2025 at 12:45 PM
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thedevilstuna.bsky.social
#vss365

Saidimeant

What sticks is rarely what was meant:
a breath, a bruise, a stolen scent.
The heart decides what’s relevant,
buries the rest in sediment.

#relevant
#poetry
#poetrycommunity
#writerscommunity
November 24, 2025 at 11:18 AM
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leebaileswriter.bsky.social
#vss365 Every town had a local kook. Ours was Staci. Always clad in her nightie and boots, rocking back and forth by the entrance until they brought her in for lunch or bed.
She'd mutter the strangest things. Nothing seemed #relevant. It all sounded like gibberish, until she said...
a long skeet draft. It reads: "#vss365 Every town had one, a local kook. Ours was Staci. Always clad in her nightie and boots, rocking back and forth by the entrance until they brought her in for lunch or bed. She'd mutter the strangest things. Nothing seemed #relevant. It all sounded like gibberish, until she said "They'll get you first!" It sounded like a threat, till she gave me a birthday card and told me she liked my hair. I hid in the boots of cars to sneak out and in each day, to avoid her. Though she was right. I'll never know how she knew about the hunters in the grounds, sniffing at each window and scratching at the doors. But when they found me, they gave me my present - made me one of them. She still likes my hair."
November 24, 2025 at 11:28 AM
vignettes.bsky.social
near the lighthouse feet /
billowing nets unravel /
night loosens its hold

#haikufeels
#unravel
#haiku
#prompt
November 24, 2025 at 12:29 PM
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anntigone.bsky.social
I, the string you pull
You, I ever unravel
Threading together.

#haikufeels #unravel #haiku #senryu
November 24, 2025 at 12:02 PM
vignettes.bsky.social
a movie that takes place from where you're from
November 24, 2025 at 11:59 AM