Fandango’s Provocative Question 9-23-20

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I feel I lost control of my personal life at 49. It was my first bout of cancer and I went into it not knowing if I would survive. I did, but everything in my life changed dramatically. Over the years I wanted and tried to be in control but never was or am.

Lately I feel a total loss of control and it is depressing, irritating, and mind boggling at times seeing the US fall apart. I feel all of the positive strides we in the US have fought for and won are collapsing and in danger of losing altogether.

I don’t wish to be a doomsday person, but think back to 2016–after 8 years of finally making all kinds of progress, did you think in your wildest dreams, a “thing” like Trump would be a US president?

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Fandango’s Provocative Question #88

dVerse Poets – A Child’s Mind

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From a tiny seed to birth

I’ve contemplated, sought my worth

Many dreams and wishes sown

All these thoughts I keep my own

Growing up and out in the world

Emotions spark my mind unfurled

I hope to grow more each day

My imagination in every way.

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Mother’s Plea

I think you should deviate

Even choose to meditate

From evil thoughts and deeds

To fill some others’ needs

That abject scoundrelism

Doesn’t agree with my vision

As your mother I foresee

That mischievous is not a thing to be

Furthermore I’d advise

To start behaving–would be wise

For now while I control your coin

I’d ask for you not to join

Others when they skip school

To do so makes you look the fool.

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FOWC with Fandango — Deviate

Scoundrelism – Word of the Day Challenge

Tuesday Writing Prompt 9-22-20

Where I go, no one can follow. You may think we are the same, you and I–friends, relatives, people who think they are paddling the same boat upstream. We are not. Similar experiences do not make us buddies or even acquainted on that level. I can empathize, sympathize and honestly feel for you, but I can never see through your eyes. We all keep parts of ourselves hidden. We may travel the same path but our steps will be different.

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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, September 22, 2020