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

Addicted to Purple

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
Beginning at ten, in the 80s, tried the saxophone which was bigger than himself, then a violin with instructions from a Denver Symphony Orchestra member, he finally decided on the guitar. It suited him as he loved rock music and thought Steve Vai was the best. He took a few lessons and practiced every day as soon as he got home from school. He and some friends started a band, of course. These are a few of his guitars, one being left out which was a bubblegum pink electric. Presently he is not playing and sold most of these displayed.

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26 September 2025

Esther’s Writing Prompts

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
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Joe thought he knew it all

Turned out that ended up the fall

Of well known gambler who caused gall

Knowing cards all held with great recall

Alas he cheated which caused a brawl

Held his bet as all cards were sprawled

Now needs a lawyer, his jail time call.

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Writing Prompts

The Writer’s Workshop

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If it’s raining outside the best thing I like to do is write, or read, cozy up in a blanket with a hot cup of anything. I don’t mind the cloudy days as long as sunny ones dominate. In my part of the world right now, it happens to be raining, it’s cooler and autumn is upon me. I have spent the morning writing and reading. Now I’m fixing lunch and will watch a tv series. I’m binge watching since my signup for this streaming ends quickly!

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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts: September 25, 2025

dVerse Poets

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First things first: what is a quadrille? It is
* a form of poetry created by dVerse
* a poem of exactly 44 words, sans title
* the body of the poem must include one particular word (or a form of the word) provided within the prompt
* a synonym for the given word does NOT fulfill the prompt

Have you guessed it? The word to be included in your Quadrille today is “petals” – or you may use a form of the word as in petal, or, if you use poetic license, petalicious!

New to dVerse?  Need to be refreshed on the rules? Here’s what to do:

  • Write a quadrille (a poem of EXACTLY 44 words, not including the title) AND include the word “petals” or a form of the word within the body of the poem. A synonym for petals does not fulfill the prompt. It must be the word, or a form of the word.
  • Post the poem to your blog AND add the exact URL for your poem to Mr. Linky below.

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The softness of your outstretched leaf
Curling slightly at its edge
Teasing silver stems to lengthen their stalks
Shy newborn petals hide in conical forms
Waiting for the summer sun
Til warm enough to venture out
Pink rose petals bring forth familiar scents
Lovely

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Peonies? Lily-of-the-Valley? Pick your posey!

“Your Slip is Showing”

by rugby843, posted in Uncategorized
From the bleached blonde hair to the fake Jimmy Choo shoes, it was all lies. He found this out on their first night together. It was their honeymoon and they decided to “save themselves” till they were married, which in this case was a mistake. As he readied himself for bed he caught a glimpse of her in the mirror that reflected the interior of the bathroom. She had insisted on him keeping the lights out. He watched mesmerized by the transformation from pretty woman to the witch of Endor. Off came the blonde wig, the tape to hold her sagging jowls, the bra that had worked miracles, and the Lycra body suit letting all flop and sag. He quickly grabbed his clothes and took the nearest train to a different location. The sight of her reminded him of Melisandre in Game of Thrones!

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Fandango’s Story Starter #218