Senhai Saturday

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ominous

baleful dark clouding

storm vision

foreboding presence

a storm’s menacing warning

gruff cloudy specter

thunder and lightning not far

creatures scurry at the sight

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I chose to think of it as clouds.

SenHai Saturday #16

Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt

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Joe and friends met at their secret hideout under Joe’s porch. This day the highly important topic was Julie Smith’s new clothes. Julie, also ten years old, was a grownup beauty for her age. Her attire was often the topic of the boys’ conversations. Julie wore her new fashionable poodle skirt with a flared petticoat to school and was unintentionally indiscreet on the swing set.

Joe’s mom was sitting on the porch, overheard the boys. Later, pretending to be on the phone, said, “why, no, my boys would never!”

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Weekend Writing Prompt #432 – Eavesdrop

MLMM – Water


Respond to this Friday Faithfuls challenge by writing anything about water, so you can share a poem about water, or discuss if you like to go swimming or enjoy going to the beach or a lake, or share if you would rather take a bath or a shower, or discuss the water quality from where you live and if you can drink the tap water, or if you have to buy bottled water, or you can go with anything else that you think would fit.  

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Water is very important to me since I have kidney disease. I use glass bottles with secure caps and fill with water from the tap and put in my fridge. It’s rare I drink anything but a cup of coffee in the morning and water the rest of the day. I have an open shower with a bench and enjoy a warm shower but have no tub. I can’t get into and out of one. The showering sitting on a bench is not ideal, but necessary. In younger days I loved swimming, waterskiing, and wading in brooks. Today I would love to just sit by a stream and listen to the bubbly water.

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Fondness for Water

SoCS 9-6-25

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Hotel? No way, too expensive! Camping? Okay. The night was coming fast. Sweaty, hot and tired, the tent was finally set up. The blow up bed topped with sheet and blankets was a respite, until about one in the morning. We were flat on the cold tent floor, freezing. Deflated rubber beneath us lent no heat. So hotel? You betcha!

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Sept. 6, 2025