Word of the Day: Effigy

In the inner city, it’s not difficult to find an out of the norm shop that sells unusual items. I made the purchase with cash, not wanting to be tracked. The little doll was easily transformed into her effigy. I purchased extra pins just in case the first one didn’t work.

It was a mistake from the start. Jack was mesmerized by her charm and extraordinary beauty. He should have realized when after a few exchanges she sent the photo. Was it intentional to draw him in or push him out? We’ll never know now, will we?

Jack was my best friend since sixth grade. He was the best in every way, sincere, vulnerable, a good listener and mature for his age in numbers. We shared everything, all of our hopes and dreams, aspirations for the future.

It was a lonely night for me when I started to worry about my friend Jack. He had spent the night with her and falling fast. I wanted to know more about her and when I did, tried to warn him. She had a reputation for leaving men in ruin, but it was too late, he was already gone, travelled into her spell of false love and my warnings went unheeded. I don’t blame him, I just miss his presence in this world, every day.

Effigy – Word of the Day Challenge

MLMM Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille

Autumn breezes tear away the leaves from their temporary resting place. Coolness curls them fancily as they accept their time of beauty done. Nature’s voice has spoken.

Colorful leaves’ fate

Announce cool weather changes

Sadly drift to ground

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/11/07/heeding-haiku-with-chevrefeuille-november-7th-2018-the-voice-of-the-wind/

Daily Addictions: Glide

Dance lessons

It was a challenge

Bought the dance shoes

Loving red-orange

Drew attention to my feet

Keeping the rest of me discreet

Or so I thought

When I was taught

The tango by a lovely master

Indeed my heart beat faster

Body to body and glide, repeat

Hoped the focus was on my feet

Alas my body itself betrayed

My fervent passion was displayed

Was it the music so enticing

Or instructor I could eat with no icing

Gliding close, my steps were perfected

Music stopped but I had confected

A dream inside my head

Then had to sit down to dread

The next lady’s turn instead

Fearful as I hesitated to watch

The way they danced–my dream was botched.

https://dailyaddictions542855004.wordpress.com/2018/11/04/daily-addictions-2018-week-44/

The Haunted Wordsmith – Dinner’s on Him

The Haunted Wordsmith’s prompt is to pick up the nearest book and turn to page 62, line 6 and use that line in a story.

“and marrow sweetness into the meat” – not exactly the romantic vision I love in Diana Galbadon’s “Voyager”, now a tv series I love – “Outlander”. I guess it has to be hopefully humorous.

***

The chef prepared all of his unusually savory dishes with secretive recipes. His restaurant’s clientele was unique, and only heard of the restaurant by word of mouth. This night the crowd was extremely lively and the chef sent out various appetizers and free glasses of wine to entertain them. Their palate was indeed hearty and the restaurant was only open one night a month.

Procuring the special dish ingredients was Chef Macabre’s only problem. Exacting flavor “and marrow sweetness into the meat” with his special herbs was an event to please. The chef carefully prepared tonight’s main dish, realizing the two legged beast was quite plump enough to serve all of his customers.

Profits were plenty, but shared among the procurers who remained nameless at night, after their day job in the morgue.

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/11/05/page-62-line-6/

Word of the Day: Dingy

No longer summer

It’s getting wintry

Keeping drapes almost closed

Cause it’s cold and windy

I guess that’s why my attitude’s dwindling

And why my inspiration’s not kindling

Instead of bright summer days

It’s subdued weather rays

Eating even gets more bingey

And everything seems to look a bit dingy.

Dingy – Word of the Day Challenge