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Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt #104
Pulling out the old iPad
Always a treat, rarely sad
Start my morning routine
With coffee and the iPad screen
Many comic posts to meander
Or recipe site using coriander
Mental health written with candor
Lover of pets–a salamander?
All these types of posts are pandered.
https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2019/05/04/weekend-writing-prompt-104-meander/#like-3737
MLMM Saturday Mix
The tall pines on the hill poked at the clouds-
odd shaped marshmallows drifting in a sea of blue
Meanwhile specks of coal fluttered by in distant coveys
seeking dinner served on a green carpet
Frightened fawns warily slipped in and out from spiky cushions
uneasy in their living room couches of large bush
Our obtrusive visit shunned by peeking fern fronds
Two legged visitors were not welcome here.
Friday Foto Fun
As I wish
To see it, there in the distance
It looks inviting, mythical, yes
It could be the one in my dreams
With me a distressed damsel
A knight for rescue
Coming in at full speed on his white horse
Armor glistening, sword at the ready
Could it be real?
Don’t get too close
Dreams dissipate quickly
Word of the Day : Delight
Many thoughts come to mind with the word delight. Just this week I made a comfort food lunch, Gypsy Delight, which is an egg on bread with a hole in the middle so the egg flares out on both sides, fried with butter. I’ve heard it called different things, but my mom used GD.
Then there’s the afternoon delight. . .those were the good old days : )
A look on a child’s face, seeing anything. . .when do we lose that feeling of delight?
A father’s expression seeing his new born child.
Expression on a person’s face seeing their 80th birthday cake.
A delight for me was seeing this pic taken by my granddaughter while shopping. It’s finding beauty in the mundane, which I believe is an essential element of happiness.
There are lots of delights in the world, pbysical, spiritual, natural, visual and audible. Enjoy!
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SoCS May–are you really sure? 4-2019
Just read a news report that Warren AFB located here in Cheyenne sent people for the launch in California of an unarmed ICBM for testing. It landed near the Marshall Islands. The article further explained that Warren AFB might be an ideal target for enemies with such devices. Talk about falling from the sky! Is it not bad enough we live in a brown, decorated with cement, extremely windy so even a sixty degree day feels like winter, non garden spot? Reports on a different page suggest Cheyenne is growing rapidly–why is certainly unclear to me.
Happy Saturday, people!😎
http://lindaghill.com/2019/05/03/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-4-19/
The Haunted Wordsmith 5-3-2019
“I’m hitting play!” Julie, being in her thirties, unmarried, but an oh so available participant, couldn’t wait to play on the new website. It was Saturday morning and the three women were gathered around Mary’s big screened monitor.
She and her friends were bored of playing Scrabble every Friday night, just the three of them, so changed it up a bit, often changing the rules. That is when they got their big idea.
“I need a D to use this word. “The others asked, “what word?” “Wizard” she said, and they all nodded in agreement it was a great word.
Next, it was Sylvia’s turn who was holding up two letters staring at the word net, hoping to add to it. She only had an H and an E left so she placed them in front of net, forming henet. “That’s not a word!” the others exclaimed.
“It is now” Sylvia laughed. Sylvia Googled the word finding the website title had not been claimed, and purchased it on the spot. They busily perused other dating sites, asking for photos of willing men. Their site was up and running the next day.
https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/05/03/prompt-may-3/
FOWC: Finest
I live in the finest of establishments
I barely need the rules
But reading this month’s newsletter
They seem stubborner than mules!
You could have more fun in your own bathtub under a sun lamp.
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Three Line Tales #170 and Putting My Feet in the Dirt #4
Anne of Gruesome Gables poured tea, and now was steadying her hand to cut the cake. The knife was not large enough to dispose of her frowning relatives quickly. It was tempting, while pouring the boiling hot tea, trying not to scald them.
The party guests deserved whatever they got, and might this be the perfect timing, her mother’s birthday? Mary’s hand braced, although her instincts were to dispose of the women, once and for all. She glanced at their always disapproving faces, while horrid childhood memories flooded.
Maybe I’ll celebrate at Christmas–New Year’s would be appropriate, she thought, smiling.
☕️☕️☕️
https://only100words.xyz/2019/05/02/three-line-tales-week-170/#like-2723
Word of the Day: Seam
I thought as I looked, it must be a dream
As my safe existence seemed to burst at the seam
I hate to admit I muffled a scream
As the object observed gave me a chill
A spider or similar travelling at will
On my carpet near my bedding, I felt ill!
My sanctuary, my respite, so invaded
By an ugly creature I always hated
How close my vacuum, I debated?
I’d never touch such a horrid thing
How to dispose of it, wonder can it sting?
Can’t touch it or else I’d give it a fling
Odd shaped for a spider, not sure if it was two
Large enough, maybe having a screw
Whatever, still see it, my mind askew
I have a thing about spiders and crawlies
Oh you can write of your friendly follies
But I have a phobia, so laugh, get your jollies
While I’m praying the horror doesn’t move
While I sneak out to the other room
And retrieve my murdering electric broom
Aha I think, with a thank you to the vacuum I love
No need for an antiseptic glove
It worked, sucked it/them to the great above.
A new problem now, in the vacuum sealed with tape
I taped up the holes so they wouldn’t escape
Now it’s sitting there under trash bag drape
I hoped all night sealed in would be their demise
Now wondering if that was very wise
Need to empty the vac, and hope my eyes
Don’t get a wiggling surprise
Just spiders you say, I hear the chuckle
But my fear of them causes knees to buckle
To me, one seen, means there might be a muckle!
Guess I’ll have to do it, bare knuckle.
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