kisses felt
the heartbeat quickens
embracing
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skin warming to touch
whispers with such giving words
heated arms entwine
specific glances invite
eyes close in their ecstasy
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#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 17, June 17th: Rensaku
Tanka Tuesday
Author: rugby843
I am a widow since 2013 and live by myself in a small apartment. I use a wheelchair to get around, but I wouldn't consider myself disabled. I'm 11 years away from having bladder cancer resulting in a urostomy and I'm doing well. This cancer was a result of having radiation in 1995 because of uterine cancer. So have faith in yourself, a cancer diagnosis is not a death sentence. My first try at blogging was an attempt to help other people with my condition. I am a mother of three married children, and a grandmother to eight gorgeous kids, featuring them often here, and a great grandmother to two as of today, 6/7/25! I enjoy exploring my feelings and like to try the challenges. I like humor, music, movies, games, and some sports. I absolutely appreciate your reading and commenting on my blog. I am happy to read all of your blogs and learn more about you. Please comment however you like, ask whatever, and I'll answer honestly. Thanks for reading! Cheryl
Fandango’s Story Starter
As the auctioneer’s gavel came down, all eyes turned to her. It was only natural and not meant as a condemnation…well all except the irate woman in the front row. That woman was the mother of the deceased and quite upset with her daughter-in-law who chose to sell every single piece of her husband’s belongings. There was no consultation with her, the mother-in-law scorned. By my estimation, well deserved!
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Fandango’s Story Starter #205
3TC
Wave the flag! Leave your home, your flat, your cabin or cave! Join your local forum and organize a protest!
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Three Things Challenge #MM93
Moonwashed Musings
nature needs no vase
her choices of beauty rise
from soil to the sun
red tipped rose defies senses
such radiant elegance
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Living Poetry Prompt
Everyone was having a good time, but the air was boiling hot
Grandma Perkins cheered on her boy, and stood up until she was not
All the families yelled, “Stop the game!”
And then the on-field ambulance came.
Miss Perkins to the hospital rode
A heart attack is what they were told.
Turned out it was just a heatstroke
The doctor was a helpful old bloke.
The game of the season was held in a while
And Miss Perkins, recovered, and gave all a smile.
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Monday Poetry Prompt: Game, Hot, Until
SYW 6-16-25
Here are this week’s questions:
Were you born at home, in a hospital, or somewhere else? I was the first of four girls who was born in a hospital.
How many siblings do you have or are you an only child? I had three older sisters, all passed away now.
Have you ever owned a pet that has had a litter? (cats, dogs, guinea pigs, mice etc). We lived on a dairy farm so bags of cats were left in our driveway often. Of course they harbored in barrels over the woodshed so litters came often.
How many living generations are there in your family? Me, my kids, grandkids and great grandkids.
Gratitude: I am terribly proud and happy my grandson added a teeny four pound seven ounce boy to our family. Mom, Pop, baby all fine❤️❤️❤️
MLMM Wordle
Pessimistic Pete
You can take your starry, shimmering, solar nights or even sunny sea beaches. I could start my day solo every morning and be perfectly happy without all of the romantic venues offered in brochures so beautiful they make you stay in a dream state of what could be. It’s all surface to me, a steady stream of false advertising, promising you’ll meet the girl of your dreams. It’s only a papier-mâché sample, folks, nothing permanent. Take my advice, stay home.
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MLMM Monday Wordle #429
Limerick Time
Johnny loved his cereal bowl
Added sugar that took its toll
Would suffer from sugar highs
Ate too much, couldn’t deny
Now he no longer walks, just rolls.
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Laughing Along With A Limerick
Carla Loves to Read
“Gone Tomorrow” a Jack Reacher novel written by Lee Child. I’m listening to this book on audible, and the narrator could be better. Other Lee Child novels have different readers and I did like them. The narrator is just as important as the book itself, I believe, in audible books. I like the Jack Reacher character and television portrays him a bit differently than the books, imo. Try it out or maybe one of his more recent stories.
It’s Monday! What Are You Reading? (June 16, 2025) 📚📚
dVerse Poets Quadrille
They used to call him Honest John
A name rarely used for such a con
Artist usually accompanies that
But I’d have to eat my hat!
John was basically a good guy
Years turned him, don’t know why
I think it was the war.
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Honest John was a young recruit
Loved wearing the Army suit
He traveled over to Vietnam
And there he lost his mind – I am
A friend and fellow soldier true
But the rainy swamp made us blue
And mostly it was war.
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I know 44 is the rule, but wrote two😉
Quadrille #226 – Honestly!
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