Author: rugby843

I’ve seen Lou’s carvings in his blog posts, and he definitely doesn’t stumble using those dangerous tools!

https://lindaghill.com/

Defeat

Disable hope

Dismantle proven facts

Discourage the new ideas

Destroy

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Cinquain Poetry Prompt 34: DEFEAT is your inspiration.

You know how it is, you’re already feeling old, decrepit, ready to just crawl back into the bed you’re trying to make with new sheets. So you’ve got one hand trapped between the wall and the headboard and the other hand is trying to get the corner of a fitted sheet down underneath so it will stay there when you try to put on the other three corners.

So you think maybe a little music would be fun and you turn on the music and of course there’s an ad right away and the ad says “Women – your skin doesn’t feel the same. Your body feels heavy, blah blah blah blah – I stopped listening right there. All I wanted was some upbeat music so I could make this bed and be done with it but I get an ad telling me that I’m old, my skin is sagging, I’ve gained weight and I’m a woman. I should expect this, being a woman??? but there’s something I can do about it. I only have to pay a few thousand dollars and I’ll feel great.

I just told the guy to shut up and I turned on the music I was going to listen to which was this;

I was going to choose a Neil Diamond song who I’ve always loved but apparently my daughter hates him and I think she’s coming to see me today.

The things we suffer for our children.

https://rugby843.blog

From the discarded, on the edge of the sea, shows us the absurd and the beautiful. A tableau of life in a vast watery ecosystem known as an ocean. I wonder if the animals swim by to observe the art created by themselves unknowingly, or from some careless human walking by. Someone, probably a child, planted a plastic stemmed spray of sparkly bubbles. It is an artful companion to the natural weed clusters and phytoplankton that add color but not brightness to the vision. Bright green mossy seaweed gathering in clumps adds drama. I see such beauty in natural things.

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9 January 2026

red beacon

the day has begun

welcome sun

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little scavengers

picking at the rocky shore

looking for treasure

not the gold or silver type

but slimy squiggly bugs

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #068

There’s more haters that I know

Who detest falling snow

They ski, snowboard and use it for fun

But asked if they like it? The answer is “some”.

If I met Mother Nature I’d try to thank it

Personally I love the soft white blanket

Living in a windy dry climate here

It’s rare to see any snow to cheer

“Once in a blue moon”, as my mom used to say

We are blessed with white flakes coming our way

It doesn’t last, and the wind blows it away!

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Writing Prompts

It was the perfect place to lounge

Tired musicians from last night’s gig

Labeled ashtrays and glasses you could scrounge

One old drummer playing his twigs

The jukebox was full of jazz

Some played along but no real pizzazz

It was ten in the morning, smoke filled the air

Lungs complained but nobody cared

Some little boys from the neighborhood

Would sneak in to listen but knew they shouldn’t

Smaller fingers pretend to play

Dreaming that maybe one day

After a rousing night, they’d be found

Lazily sitting at the Dewdrop Lounge.

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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts: January 6, 2026

Joe was extremely excited to be on the force, since police work was his dream since a child. His grandfather and father were cops and he wanted to walk the line with them. Joe’s first patrol took him to a street where drug activity was rampant, a testing ground for rookies. Suddenly Joe was on the sidewalk alone, his partner was inside a shop, hopefully watching. “Fresh meat here”, remarked a thug who walked by slowly, observing Joe. Joe’s partner came out of the shop and stood by Joe while the dangerous boys walked away.

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It’s Thursday’s Six Sentence Story Blog Hop

Don’t you hate when that happens – Holding an opened quart of vinegar in my left hand, when top of honey bear falls off into bowl from my right hand and instinct kicks in and I tip the vinegar bottle, honey cap submerges in soy sauce and olive oil mix, and half of vinegar tumbles out of the bottle. I’m now covered in vinegar, honey and splashed up soy sauce. I’m so tired I just leave my dressing splashed mix on my clothes and clean up the kitchen. My hands and brain too tired to cook.

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One-Liner Wednesday & #JusJoJan26 the 7th – I hate when that happens

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