Now as we sit by the rivulet
He’s wanting me to capitulate
He edges over a little bit
Accommodating and situate
His arm reaches trying to position it
Missed my shoulder then it hit
My nose, which knocked me off my sit
Bloody flow causing a fit
He fainted at the sight of it
A night romantic so clear moonlit
Doubt he’ll want to reschedule it.
Well there’s free and then there’s free. That’s how I look at it. We all would choose freedom if we had a choice, right? When I married young, too young and had a family of three little kids, some days I would lock myself in the bathroom and just wish to be free. I can see you looking at me like I am crazy. I had a beautiful home, a nice husband working, and three children who couldn’t be any better behaved. So why did I want to be free of all that?
Maybe I’ll get into that another time, maybe, if you’re still listening. . .
Then fifty years later I am free. I have no husband and no kids at home. Free. I have three older sisters and three of us have “freedom” from married life–we’re widows. We all handle it and think of it differently. We all have different circumstances as far as health, family and finances are concerned. So our freedoms are relative.
Freedom does have its perks. I’ll lighten this up with a quote from my sister’s email tonight. The two of us are the only people we know that love dark chocolate covered cherries. This is the kind of late night mail you get when you can relate to each other being free and alone, not by choice:
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💕”Oh, I just ate two dark chocolate cherries. One for me and one for you! See? I can rationalize anything!”💞
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Mrs. Maisel new season on Amazon. Finally realizing she moved to Paris, Miriam’s father flies to France to find his wife. Tony Shaloub at his best: “pack up your one fork, your half a plate and your used cigarette, were going home.”
Check out this series on Amazon if you like comedy and don’t mind some cuss words!
Vibrant flowered hopes now turned dull
Wooden hearts engraved with broken promises
Diaries that sew a tale of unfulfilled dreams
A body once warmed by love now shivers from a lonely cold.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/12/09/sunday-writing-prompt-a-touch-of-frost/
I never want to grocery shop.
I’m not familiar with that book.
The sun of course, tennis ball, and a fat lemon.
Griffins, Grim Reaper, Goblins
Gorillas, chimpanzees and orangutans
Metallica, Disturbed, Slipknot
Three Coins in the Fountain, Three Amigos, Three Days of the Condor
Opinionated, loyal, romantic
Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent; Patecatl, god of healing; Tlaloc, god of rain and storms
Sun, Mars, Venus
Old celery, Hershey’s chocolate pudding, homemade tartar sauce – I have no fish to use it😟
Heavy scarf, gloves, list
Tom Hanks, Harrison Ford, Denzel Washington
I laugh a lot: giggle, chuckle and guffaw
A butler, a legacy, to die in my sleep
Raising three children, working a job to the best of my ability, overcoming a for pain-opioid addiction
My worst habits are procrastination, eating too much bread, self doubt
And yes, they were hard!😂
Hustle, bustle, hurry up
Won’t be home in time to sup
Just make it in time for bed
Airplane drinks will dull your head
Peanuts, pretzels, oh how stale
In tiny bags hardly to scale
And then it’s Joey behind your seat
Pummeling your back with kicking feet
Large man leaning on your side
Snoring loudly, where’s his pride?
Airplane, bus, or taxi cab
After this I need rehab!
Is it worth it, holiday travel?
I think it makes my mind unravel.
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https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2018/12/08/sunday-photo-fiction-december-9-2018/
1. My favorite subject in school was English….hard to believe, eh?😂
2. Definitely sleigh ride….be a dream to do it again.
3. Merida from “Brave”
4. Ok, no fair….no one knows this answer, but I wish it was: to love one and all.
5. I was forced into eating an oyster once…yuck! I don’t eat anything buglike, including shrimp….
6. Puppy. Kittens grow up to be cats.
7. I wouldn’t sing, I’d do a magic act.
8. I’m not into cartoons, but Snoopy was good.
9. I have no idea who that is. 🙄 So I guess I don’t have a favorite.
https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/12/09/queen-of-questions-dec-9/
Fourteen points in one game! Most steals, no fouls, and is she amazing to watch? You bet! This is a twelve year old girl in an intramural basketball game. She’s petite, usually half as tall as her own team and their opponents. Practices and coaching are only part of the reason she is an outstanding athlete. The youngest of eight children, has watched her sisters and brothers play sports since a toddler. Hard work and determination make every game a celebration.
🏀🏀🏀#3
Taking the ball from the Haunted Wordsmith for the White Elephant party, here are three gifts I present to hopefully willing participants:
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First to the hostess, a gift I hope she will enjoy to print out her stories for safe keeping:
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Next for Fandango, who tagged me in this challenge, a pizza from New York City’s famous Giuseppina’s Brick Oven Pizza:
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And thirdly for Cyranny up in Freezingland, a WOW plane ticket to Denmark:
I hope you all have fun with this!
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http://cyranny.com/2018/12/09/
http://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/08/
https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/12/09/the-white-elephant-dec-9/
A song that makes you happy: I know you’re probably sick of it, but I don’t think I’ll ever be!
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