#FF — What’s left is the waiting

PHOTO PROMPT © MrBinks What’s left is the waiting “Harold!” Harold startles from his reverie. “Time for dinner!,” calls his mother, expecting to repeat her announcement before he flutters down the stairs to join the family for crushed corn and mealworms. Harold is what some call a dreamer. When they ask him, “what’s going on…

dVerse — MTB — Message in a Bottle

Message in a BottleBottleVessel fused with bloody veilsFilled with vipers briefed to strikeOuroboros of travailVessel fused with bloody veilsMoney sucking vacuum trailsLining pockets left and rightVessel fused with bloody veilsFilled with vipers briefed to strikeFigurePolitician, special kindNoble braggart in cesspoolLook inside, no soul you’ll findPolitician, special kindBottle wobbles in the windDirty dealings in back roomsPolitician,…

dVerse — Q208 — By Pale Screen Light

By Pale Screen LightIn days of oldfrom neck was drained,sucked from punctures,to pale, hungry undeath.In flush refrain, nowfantasy, foddered myth.Yet modern vampires still exist.We stare into their pixelled eyes, minds jammedthrough cable and wifi,keyboarding evermore into drooling golems. Image link Dora is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. In celebration of Dora’s daughter’s novel being…

#FF — The Grass is Greener (trigger warning)

PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast The Grass is Greener “Um?” He startles. His head swivels forward to meet her stare across the restaurant table. Her face openly reveals a potent brew of surprise, amusement, disappointment, and anger. His face adopts the long-practiced mask of sheepishness, devilishness, and charisma that she fell in love with long…