The Bag Lady

Everything pointed to the end

Warring everywhere, with bad intend

No escaping when leaders won’t bend

Hateful messaging is the trend.

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What do you see # 331- 9 February, 2026

Joe looked right at his wife, and was not really shocked, but mildly surprised. Such a beautiful woman, but not to her thinking. Helen had been told her looks were ordinary and not to expect any man to take an interest in her. Instead they said, rely on your brain and sharpen your skills in the world of science. Helen believed her parents and threw herself into her studies, earning a doctorate in cosmetic sciences. Now at 38, she finally stopped experimenting on herself.

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 03/10/2026

The old turtle came out of his private cave, now called a “man cave”, where he could listen to every single music choice with no comments from his family, the youngsters he called them. It was a bit unusual to see him claw his way out in the middle of the day, but there he was, pushing aside the large cushion that served as a door shape to keep his lair away from prying eyes and ears. The shine had worn off the faux leather door blocker, but the price of a new one had tripled since the seventies. The family dinner is ready chime drew him out for a meal and conversation. He noticed the dreaded new hip hop sounds disguised as music were heard in the background. He would sit for the dinner meal and then return to his self made nest.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #467

Caged birds speak volumes when they are alone
A yellow-naped parrot has a precise tone
Copied from each captor
A precocious adaptor
He’s intelligent, even witty
He mocks, jokes, calls here, kitty, kitty
He will learn games, beg to play
Our experiences made fun days.

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come into my shelter

the blackish form invited

all your foolish fears

suddenly be righted

slip into the shadow

slide into the dark

every brave step forward

will ignite a spark

imagine you see the light

it’s right on this other side

you will be rewarded

as others came and tried

move across the grayish stones

it will only take a moment

to enter all the sunshine

now brighter than you’ve known it.

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Monday Poetry Prompt: Shadow

The pig had an extra large snout

It helped as he ate every sprout

His appetite keen

The biggest I’ve seen

Comes handy when carving him out.

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Laughing Along With A Limerick

As always an optional gratitude section is included at the end.
Here are this week’s questions:

1. What is the worst place you have ever lived in (house, town, caravan, other)? A small old house that was falling apart, in a small town. However despite all of its dangerous flaws, one of my favorites!

2. Would you like to live in a large property with a big garden or a small cottage in the middle of nowhere? A small cottage with a huge garden in the middle of nowhere.☺️

3.  Do you feel comfortable in a crowd/group of people? Most of the time. Being in a wheelchair is difficult in large groups. You’re always in the way, looking up to speak which gets uncomfortable and sometimes ignored like a child.

4.  Do you enjoy your own company? I have no choice theses days.

Gratitude: We had snow which was beautiful and a visit from family, good things.🥰❄️

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Share Your World 9th March

“Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee” said by the famous heavyweight boxer and global icon, Muhammad Ali, before his contest with Sonny Liston in 1964. Watching him box was a treat, as he danced and joked with opponents. He was always shouting he was the “greatest” and he was. Ali suffered from Parkinson’s disease and died at the age of 74 from septic shock. He was born Cassius Clay, but in 1964 he converted to Islam and changed his name. He was a humanitarian, inspiring people to stand up for their beliefs, but called a draft dodger when he refused to fight during the war in Vietnam.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Prompt Word!

I agree with Politics Girl, wake up! Trump administration gets more delusional every day! Congress, do something!

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After Joe finished grasping the packages, he scanned them all so not to lose anything. He fit them into the van as usual, and put on his seatbelt ready to drive. Still sweating from the August heat, he had a hunch he’d better be quick delivering because a couple of the boxes said perishable. People knew better than to expect regular vans to be refrigerated, but that’s life, Joe thought, they never read the fine print.

Joe smiled to himself, hoping this day would be fast. Then he heard it, a slight noise, like little chains were rattling around in one of the parcels. He pulled over thinking surely no one would box up an animal, like a puppy or kitten! Joe loved kittens. He decided to investigate the sounds and decided on one box that was moving slightly. Joe was freaked out, what if it was a snake? Joe hated snakes, one of his worst fears!

Then a flap of the cardboard moved and out streamed a colony of mice, running fast. Joe fell back as the tiny creatures flowed out of the tiny opening. He shoved the box with the only weapon he could think of, the first aid kit hanging on the truck wall. Joe was not about to touch the box with his hands. He grabbed the metal box and used it to move the creepy package out the back of the truck.

The package lay on the side of the street and then to Joe’s amazement, an extremely long striped snake came out of the flap the mice had fled through. Joe stayed up on the truck edge and the snake slid into the nearby culvert drain grate. Joe started shaking and quit his job that afternoon.

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