It’s already here, the bedlam you mention
All of the newscasters call your attention
To the mindboggling actions of dear sir
I don’t even think the scent of myrrh
Poured over them all – the administration
Which used to be a sane institution
But now it’s bedlam, I’m sure you agree
Might we should leave, but where to flee?
I doubt other countries are willing to greet
People who can’t stand on their own feet.
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Weekend Writing Prompt #491 – Bedlam
It’s fallish here
Winds starting
Cloudy skies
Paler sunset hues
Waiting for snow
Then windyish and snow!
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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS October 24, 2026
Stirring, stirring
This god awful brew
The cauldron old
The recipe new
Since I made the commitment
It’ll have to do
Witches are busy this time of year
So I said I’d be happy to cook it right here
That was a mistake as I can see now
Even the cats are starting to yowl
The mixture’s too thick, getting hard to stir
I should have used hogs’ breath instead of myrrh
Finally, its now a feast for the eyes
“Green and perfect”, my curdling cries
The witch coven will think I’m neat.
As I serve them this Halloween treat.
October Writing Prompts
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Fandango’s Flashback Friday — October 23
I’ve pretty much lost hope with this country’s government leadership.
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Weekend Writing Prompt #490 – Hope
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The trapeze above the bed was just a tease for Jim Shepherd. He could do a backflip, grab the cheese prize and be fast asleep, prone on the pillows in two seconds flat. The hotel staff had timed him 41 times.
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Can You Tell A Story In…
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Another day in paradise, Joe said to himself reaching for the handle on the garage door. Because it was still dark out he didn’t notice grease on the handle and it transferred over to his shirt. That’s okay, I’ll just roll up my sleeves. He had to use both hands. When did this get to be so heavy he wondered, now I’ll have to stop and get some WD-40 on the way home. The garage door and Joe both groaned at the same time. Joe slid into the ripped car seat and got in line at the main highway’s entrance.
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23 October 2026
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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #109
Catch me up she said, not shy
Wanting to hear the how and why
Gossip girl was her name
No one thought to blame
All the news about the friends
What love begins and ones that end
It’s all she keeps in her mind
No other life keeps her in a bind
Talks and whispers are all she has
It’s her only life pizazz
Gossip girl will catch you up
With all the whispers in her teacup.
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Writing Prompts
“The good thing about having a bad memory is that you can enjoy the same joke more than once.”
One-Liner Wednesday – Famous last … thoughts?
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