OLWG –

This week’s prompts are:

  1. an old Patti Smith song
  2. need more blue in the shadows
  3. when I left El Paso

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When I left El Paso, I started to sing along

With “Wing”, an old Patti Smith song

“And if there’s one thing, could do for you, you’d be a wing in heaven blue”

The words were dreamlike, stirred up a memory

That I need more blue in the shadows of my sensory

I drove all night until I reached her in Colorado

Route I twenty five, my tired eyes dark hollow

And then I spied her, waiting-certainly in blue

We were on that wavelength

Just between us two.

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OLWG# 386- We Both Know

The Sunday Whirl

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Scrub the crusty bones, a sense of pride

While the body did exist, now up and died

They’ll hollow out the marrow in the limbs now still

Before it vanishes into space

The body assured its will

For the soul below sent into stars above

And glitter in that place.

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Wordle 674

SYW 10-7-24


Here are this week’s questions:

1.  What do you miss most from your childhood? I miss having land, meadows, grass, trees and streams close to me.

2.  Would you like to relive parts of your childhood? Some of the holiday gatherings especially, and tranquil times swinging from the oak tree.

3.  As an adult, did you pass on any of your childhood traits to your children/nephews/nieces ? Unfortunately yes! Just kidding, but everyone does, the good, the bad and the funny…stubborness, impatience probably.

4. Were your parents strict but fair in their discipline? Parents were quite strict, fair example being this—matter who started it, all punished, no excuses heard?

Gratitude: I am so grateful I saw my oldest granddaughter who is finishing up training in PA as a pediatrician. She came for some interviews here.

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Share Your World: 7th October

Six Sentence Story

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.

PROMPT WORD:  TYPE

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“What’s your sign, beautiful? It must be Virgo…” Joe always tried starting a conversation with a woman with this line.

“You mean, what’s my type?”

The woman turned away from Joe and continued to drink her cocktail. Joe is not the best at trying to make an impression and this question he asked was way too cliche for this young woman.

“Well, I guess so. You’re not into astrology then? I think it’s pretty interesting myself.”

“If you must know I’m a Scorpio. I’m sitting here by myself for a reason and I don’t care for any company. Thanks for asking.”

Joe decided she fit the Scorpio personality perfectly, and tried his line again at the end of the bar.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

dVerse Poets


I have chosen the following lines to include in your prose:
“There you can see a very small patch
Of dark blue, framed by a little branch,
Pinned up by a naughty star”
I love the idea of a naughty star!
Here’s how to take part in Prosery:
Write a piece of flash fiction of up to or exactly 144 words, including the given line in the order in which it has been given. You may add or change punctuation, but you may not add words in between the given ones.
Post your Prosery on your blog and link back to this post.
Link it up to our Mr. Linky.
Don’t forget to check the little box to accept use/privacy policy
Visit other blogs. Enjoy some amazing writing, and don’t forget to comment – and have fun.

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The English teacher stands before his class and asks them to observe this photograph. He speaks his own observation as an example: “Gray storm landscapes, the season changes when cooler breezes tear the leaves from their freezing limbs. Observed once fresh and green in spring, the soft summer hues turn to vibrant autumn brilliance. Then the season chills, leaves mutate to brown, dry, and curling, showing their vulnerability in stronger winds. The trees start to bare, sad dark tones fill the skies.” The instructor finished his speech with a quote:“There you can see a very small patch Of dark blue, framed by a little branch, Pinned up by a naughty star”. Arthur Rimbaud

The group of students were asked by the teacher to use his words as examples as well as the quote.

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I had a really hard time with this prompt 🙃

Prosery: Rimbaud’s Naughty Star

MLMM Saturday Mix

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Well I could take the floor

Complain about Trump and more

I’m sure you’re tired of my rhetoric

So I’ll post a picture you’ll get a kick

Out of I hope, it made my day

When a now 18 year old was dressed up for a play

Time is fleeting, they say it flies

It’s fun to see how grandchildren rise.

First time voting!👍🏻💪🏻🇱🇷

Showcase & Share – Saturday Mix, 5 October 2024

SoCS 10-5-24

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Choices of words matter, for example:

Two roads forked in a yellow wood,

And bummed I could not travel both

And be a lone traveler, seemed like forever I stood

And looked down one aways

To where it sagged in the weeds;

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Robert Frost‘s version:

“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;”

Yup, choice matters. Speaking of choices—VOTE!

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 5, 2024