He was ready
Had his bag packed
All the necessities
Comb, razor, deodorant
Jeans, sweater, socks
He wore her favorites to meet her
Laced boots because she loved real leather
Easy pants to comfortably loll around in
The black turtleneck she often borrowed
Brown over jacket in case he needed to warm her bare shoulders
They were meeting once more
He took the train
Goodbyes were never easy.
My granddaughter is recuperating from second surgery in four days. They better be taking good care of her because:
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This plant a strange one
Audrey was her given name
Super appetite
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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #259 Super&Strange
He said, “chow down it’s good for you.”
I saw brown mush in a bowl of blue
“Eat up, it’s great, it’s called bulgur.”
Tried it, but the taste was vulgar.
“You young people,” sounding wise,
“Need to eat better,” he advised.
“Bulgur wheat is a fine staple
Add some syrup, maybe maple?”
Wheat I like when it’s in bread
This mushy stuff I really dread
“It’s been around for years and years.”
They probably liked it after many beers.
Argument over, I pushed it aside
Left the room with a quickened stride.
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http://cyranny.com/2019/06/25/vulgar-word-of-the-day-challenge/
Paula’s three things challenge today: pants, intercom, beetle
The team was ready, all dressed in their new baseball uniforms, with striped shirts and white pants. The old intercom crackled as the announcer asked for the referees to come onto the field for the anthem. The first game of the youth baseball season was about to begin.
As the music stopped and the home team took their positions, the six year old pitcher seemed to be dancing on the mound. The referee yelled a “straighten up, we’re ready to start” warning to the lad, but his movements were similar to a Michael Jackson tribute. The umpire also yelled, but his “play ball” was completely ignored by the boy who’s movements now involved pulling down his new white pants.
Shocked parents were heard mumbling “oh, my god”, and other exclamations as the boy flailed about. The pitcher’s coach came running and discovered the problem. It seems a large beetle had invaded the private parts of the boy’s uniform.
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http://fivedotoh.com/2019/06/24/fowc-with-fandango-referee/
http://cyranny.com/2019/06/24/similar-word-of-the-day-challenge/
https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/06/23/three-things-challenge-pl130/
Granny Smith apples, who doesn’t love that sweet tart taste? Yes, that’s what I was thinking as I crunched on the green delight on my way home. There was a frosty feeling in the air that wet afternoon, as the sky turned dark with thunder clouds and I was afraid lightning might strike any moment.
I repressed my fear as I ducked into a doorway and a bright bolt shogged its way next to my feet. I regretted my insipience at starting on this trek until the clouds turned into evening sunlight as they always did.
I tried the doorknob, thinking the building looked abandoned and I could take refuge inside with no problems. As soon as the door gave way I could feel a wispy presence. It was not a vision, more a feeling, and I felt I was not alone. I expected to hear a chain dragging its way behind some ethereal ghost of a being, and a chill came over me. Thinking it was the afternoon weather and not my fear, I stepped further into the space.
Suddenly a stutter escaped my lips as my host leaped into my arms. I dropped the apple and found a damp furry creature had decided I was her saving grace. I was relieved and thought the kitten was also happy for a companion. We spent a few minutes commiserating about the threatening thunder and then I took her home with me.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/06/24/wordle-139/
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Rory and I were discussing Nicholas Cage, a definite one of a kind actor, who I believe is underrated. This week I offer “Guarding Tess”.
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Such as the smell of coffee brewing
New mug to drink it in, my favorite style of cup
Laundry basket that squishes so I can carry it between my calves
Relaxed great grand dog Oliver
Grandson climbing trees
Sunset on the way home.
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Silky strands of a spiderweb
Woven wings on a dragonfly
Intricate inside of surrounded snail
Pollen filled flower stamens
Perfectly placed bird feathers
Twisted tunnels of conch shells
Brown beads of sandy shores
Brilliant blues of butterflies
All wonderments of nature
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