Bros

“Charlie, don’t take that comment as a slight. You have to remember the people who say things like that are ignorant. They don’t know the real you or even want to. They choose to sit in their homes with their small minds and watch Fox News.”

https://fivedotoh.com/2022/11/07/fandangos-flash-fiction-challenge-192/?like_actor=102337606&like_hmac=862edf6cd02d8ad3dd0a699569ea3c2a&postid=76927&like=1&source=sub_email

Crystal Balls

There is a suspicion about mediums from elaborate sacred texts, shuffled from different religious tomes. The old “key to a rainbow of redemption in your death” is a concept put forth by some on a shingle outside their houses of faith. The pier of an idea that heaven or hell is a place where you might end up, or your soul goes on from, is your choice to believe. Wiser minds do not rely on mediums to transport communication with their distant past or future.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2022/11/07/wordle-295/

SYW – 11-7-22

We miss you Melanie💕
Thank you Di for continuing on with this prompt site. 💐

1. Some yes, especially my kids’ and their kids’ friends.

2. No.

3. I have two best friends who are sisters I have known and kept in touch with for 73 years.

4. Yes I do. I have a dear friend in CO who I did school activities with, etc when our kids were in school and had a business with until we moved back to TX. We still keep in contact.

I am grateful to know what day it is🤪 All day yesterday I thought it was Monday😳😂.

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https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2022/11/07/share-your-world-7th-november/

TLC – Retirement Home?

It’s more than just a building

It’s a place to act out dreams

A playground it is wielding

Your fantasies it seems

There’s singing in the hall

No need to wait or prevaricate

The third floor is for crazies and

Anything your mind hallucinates.

“A retirement from years of work”

The manager sells—somewhat a jerk

Says to “enjoy anything, with a filthy smirk

Come and stay at Jolly Smallys

Stay and do as you like

Retirement is meant to be fun

Sleepy hormones often spike

Anything goes at Jolly’s, come down and see us soon

I promise some adventure under the garden moon”.

***

https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2022/11/06/three-things-challenge-m139/#more-90133. Your three words today are:
BUILDING
PLAYGROUND
HALL

http://fivedotoh.com/2022/11/06/fowc-with-fandango-hallucinate/

Perilous News

For the 2022 November PAD Chapbook Challenge, poets are tasked with writing a poem a day in the month of November before assembling a chapbook manuscript in the month of December. Day 5 gets a bit perilous.

Day 6
For the 2022 November
PAD Chapbook Challenge,
poets are tasked with
writing a poem a day in the
month of November.
Day 6 looks to the news of
the day.

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November in the USA, a month for voters

Perils await them, cited by zealous doters

Intimidation and threats portrayed

As if they think they could raid

The will, and honesty of ordinary men

Who are desperate to defy the trends

Of vicious armed supporters of a few

As if their lies were all they knew

Nevertheless the strong will prevail

And vote, ignoring the intimidation trail

And exercise their citizenship with pride

The threats invoked will be denied.

***

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/2022-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-2

Thirsty

He woke up surrounded by sand. “Oh cool” he thought, “I’m at the beach, I love the beach!” He was almost used to the time travel lurch, the waking up in a new place and wondered if this might be in the nineteenth century since the sand was clean and pristine. He slowly stood up and found he was not at a beach but in a desert, surrounded by nothing but constant waving sand as the hot breeze drifted the tiny grains. The sun was extremely hot and he felt his tongue was rough against his cheek and gums. He tried gathering some saliva into his mouth but the action choked him. He opened his mouth and felt with his fingers—nothing but a dry film, of what? And then he realized it was sand! I must have fallen asleep in my journey, and reached for his handy water bottle. It wasn’t there. Of course it wasn’t, he thought again, because it’s a twenty first century item and he couldn’t take it on any trip to…to…where was he anyway? He looked around and the thirst he experienced was now dangerously closing his throat. It must be a trick by my colleagues, he grimaced, thinking that okay, this is a joke but it needs to be over. “Get me back to the lab!” He shouted into the sun, but no one answered. He started panicking and choking, feeling no moisture coming.

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https://imprompt.wordpress.com/2022/11/05/day-5/

TLC – Art Class

“Welcome to the first lesson of your second term! Starting today, my instructions will require a great deal more of you”, the professor said haughtily. I need to see that you are gratified by your privilege to be in my class. Your assignment this morning is to present the flavor of this subject matter using pastels.

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https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2022/11/05/pastel/

http://cyranny.com/2022/11/05/gratify-word-of-the-day-challenge/

http://fivedotoh.com/2022/11/05/fowc-with-fandango-flavor/

https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2022/11/05/three-things-challenge-m138/ class, lesson, term