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dVerse Prosery # 2 – The Moon


dVerse Prosery # 2 – The Moon

Prosery #2


This is for dVerse Poets. To find out more, click the above link.

The instructions are from Sarah, and the poem the line is taken from is called, “Full Moon”, by Alice Oswald.

The Prosery prompt starts with a line taken from a poem, and asks you to write a piece of flash fiction incorporating that line, in full, somewhere in the piece of prose. To make it a little more challenging there’s a word limit of 144 words.

I dreamt I was the moon




They say the moon is made of cheese, but I don’t believe it any more.

Back when I was a kid, my dad built his own telescope. I loved watching him grind the lenses, taking a large white plumbing pipe, and putting it all together. He checked out books from the library to find out how to do it.

When it was finished, we took it outside on dark nights to gaze up at the stars, the planets, and the moon. The moon’s craters were beautifully shadowed against the bright reflective moon light.

My imagination went wild, thinking of other worlds in the universe. If I could just reach out there … touch them.

Visions filled me with wonder as I fell asleep.

I dreamt I was the moon.

And the truth was revealed. The moon was not made of cheese. I know that now.


word count 144


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS




On  a hot summer night, I was up in the stands at a race-car event. The track was huge, and cars were zip, zip, zipping past, sounding like mosquitoes. I watched them for awhile, but also kept looking up at the dark sky, like I do all the time, looking at the stars. As usual, I kept hoping a UFO would show itself.

Suddenly, I did see movement in amongst the stars, and it seemed to be getting closer. It was just a bright, little light, but was moving very fast toward us, here at the race. It got closer, still, until it was right above the track, and it began circling around, just like the fast race-cars. It was an even faster blur. It seemed to be a small jet plane, like an Air Force jet. How it could zoom around so super fast, I don’t know. Everyone watching from the stands were amazed.

After a couple of turns around the track, it took off, back into the dark sky. We watched until it was just a small, bright speck of light, again. However, just before we lost sight of it, we saw a giant explosion up in the sky, shooting orange flames, miles high.


Writing down a dream

Nothing is as it seems

Writing down a dream

There’s a message, but what does it mean?

ooo – ooo – ooo – ooo

Writing down a dream

Remembering every scene

Writing down a dream

Visions are quite extreme

ooo – ooo – ooo – ooo


Thanks for visiting! Peace }i}

© 2017 BS




Just one more for Halloween! This is the one I couldn’t figure out…the Loop Poem, from the other day. I still haven’t figured it out so it isn’t an exact Loop one. I read the directions for the way it is supposed to be, in several different places, and I’m still confused about it. I still wanted to post this, though. I’ve tried using ‘enjambment’ in it, too. Anyway, it is a mish-mash of a poem, a little of this and that. For Halloween…a Monster Mash of a Poem! 😉

Ghostly Loops and Tricks:

Enjambment – a continuation of a sentence or clause over a line break. A bit of poetic trickery, to pull the reader into the next line.

Apparition – A supernatural appearance of anything that seems real…coming on suddenly, startling in it’s manifestation. It’s kind of like when you suddenly get an idea in your head from out of nowhere!



I am but a Ghost

A lost soul…a

Ghost…Am I just your imagination?

Do you only believe what you can see?

Imagination conjures many visions…

Unseen in reality,

Visions are only real if you believe

Them to be the Ghosts of your ideas.

Believe in your visions; your mind apparitions

Are real lost souls…ghostly

Apparitions, seeking to be conjured into reality…


Thanks for visiting! Peace }I{

© 2015 BS




Fly me up in your hot air balloon

Quiet and still, try to reach the moon

Hush now, listen…

See the stars as they glisten

Bestowing upon us a sacred vision

Enshroud me in the fog of ages…

Unbind me from these Earthly cages

Gliding through the night so cold,

We’ll meet up yonder, we’ll never grow old

Now cocooned within a cottony cloud,

We dare, we dare to dream out loud

Shush now, in silence we’re slowly drifting

Onward we go, our spirit’s uplifting

We sail along on the Zephyrus breeze,

Doing exactly as we please.


Peace! }I{




Precognition – To know…clairvoyance relating to an event or state not yet experienced. Foreknowledge – to know beforehand, esp. by paranormal means or by revelation.

I’ve always thought of myself as being a bit psychic, an empath, a sensitive, and clairvoyant at times, and people have told me I have the gift of knowing. I don’t practice any of this, as a rule, but I am very aware of the way things happen, of other people’s feelings, and dreams and visions that I have, that foretell an event. Here I will tell of two such incidents.

These were two different incidents that happened, several years apart, involving my daughter and I. The first one was when she was a little kid. She was invited to a sleep-over at her friend’s house. This friend lived close by in the neighborhood. We knew her parents, so we said it was ok. It was the first time my daughter had spent the night away from home, and she was excited about all the fun she and her friend would have.

Nothing unusual about that. However, that night I had a strange dream, about a skunk that was trying to get in our back door. It was acting all crazy. I never mentioned the dream to anyone the next morning, though.

When my daughter came home, she began telling me all about her overnight fun. At one point, though, she said she’d been scared. She thought she saw a skunk under the bed, and it was acting crazy! (it turned out later that it was only a black sock under the bed.)

The fact that we both had an encounter with a skunk in the middle of the night, at about the same time, was very interesting.


The next incident happened several years later, when my daughter was a teen. She’d stayed home alone, while her dad and I went grocery shopping, about 30 miles away. On our way home, back down the highway, the car was warm, the sun was shining in my face…so, I closed my eyes and was half asleep. Almost immediately, I “saw” clear as real, my daughter. She was sitting at the kitchen table, talking on the phone, to a friend. This friend lived out of town, and I knew her, but we’d not seen her in a long time.

That was the vision I got. Then, when we did get home and walked in the door, there was my daughter, sitting at the kitchen table, talking on the phone, just like I’d ‘seen’ it. I just said for her to say hi to ‘S’. She finished her conversation, then asked me how I knew she was talking to ‘S’. I said I’d seen it in a vision, on the way home.

We have had lots of psychic connections over the years. I love it! It is strange and awesome at the same time.

Have you had visions that came true?

Next time I’ll tell about Foreboding feelings!