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Jeweled colors fade
A high new beauty rises
Streaming moonlight orb
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Daily Prompt: Fact
It’s a proven fact
The very act
Of saying marriage vows
Does a lot to plow
Those passion filled words
Right into the dirt.
❤️❤️❤️
It seems as if there’s some type of rule
That fate steps in, plays you for a fool
The enamored being you wanted as wife
Has now caused you nothing but strife
And then there’s that husband true
Who suddenly sees you as you!
💙💙💙
I blame it on the movies and books
Reading the results of romantic looks
Makes you think you’re in a dream
When first love you think you’ve seen
But beware, that passion eases
And then the real life displeases
💚💚💚
But this isn’t true for all
My vision might be quite small
I’ve only lived a hundred years
Watched many lovers changing gears
Could say there’s also happiness and cheers
And hope that will assuage your fears.
💜💜💜
The Secret Keeper #131 – Everything Old not Always New Again
It was not his aim to hurt her feelings, it just always seemed to end up that way. Saying some off handed comment she perceived as a putdown, that he had only meant as a joke. Today it was no different. He bought flowers she loved, he just forgot to take the grocery store price tag off the bouquet.
She seemed pleased and the flowers eased the air a bit as he hurried to sit down to drink his nightly cocktail. He decided it might be a good idea to mute the news show he watched faithfully, just this once, but he still strained to watch it out of the corner of his eye. He felt he was trying hard to listen as she spoke to him of her job that day. She was a security guard at the hospital and it was not a very interesting topic for him.
As he studied her during a commercial, he realized she was no longer his dream woman, the one he fell for years ago. Now she looked weary, ordinary, seeming like she lost the sparkle he first saw in her eyes.
She loved he remembered to bring a gift, on this their twenty-second anniversary. She made his favorite roast beef and mashed potatoes. She greeted him with his favorite Manhattan, and hoped he noticed her new blouse. She was glad he turned the sound off the television, but wished she had his full attention. Disappointed, she checked on the roast, then came back to sit across from him.
He tried to listen to her day, but he was missing the interview he’d been looking forward to on the TV. He had been reminded by his secretary that it was his 22nd anniversary, had stopped to buy flowers, so didn’t he deserve to watch his favorite show?
She stopped trying to tell him about the near death experience she had at work that day, when a drug seeking man held her hostage for two hours while police were talking him down. She came home exhausted but knew this anniversary was important. Her husband had grown distant the last year and she realized it was time to renew their relationship. That’s why tonight was so important. She wanted to please him this night so he would know she still cared.
She left the room to make sure the table setting was perfect. Then returning, she decided to sit next to him. He immediately unmuted the television’s sound.
Putting my feet in the dirt Challenge – Spelunking
I have spelunked a few times, most as a child in stone walls that separated our fields from each other and from the dirt roads. I also went spelunking in Colorado near Central City in a huge old open mine site. Hoping for Herkimer diamond finds in the south on a vacation trip was also fun.
But this morning, I was woken by the phone. It was a young friendly woman at my bank requesting $ to cover my rent check. It seems I may have gone to see the “Greatest Showman” two times too many, and I love the hot popcorn. I sneak in everything else, water, candy bar…I know, please don’t report me! Who can pay over four dollars for water and you need it after that salty popcorn! I digress and only have three minutes left on this (put the timer on for ten minutes, Write without thinking Challenge) see below on the pingback….so the woman on the phone who couldn’t hear me because I turn the sound off at night and as I said I was sleeping when she called, said I had one hour to put money in the bank and had to drive downtown or one of their branches to do it. Mind you I’m not awake, I can’t drive, I have no spare money lying around my apartment and so I’m at a loss! How was your morning? Time’s up. Good luck.
This is my first attempt at this challenge. There were ten or more subjects to pick from. I chose spelunking because I really need to this morning. For gold? I wish! It was nerve wracking, but fun, so try it out!
MLMM Photo Challenge 204 – Nightmare
I woke up feeling dazed, finding myself in her bed. My head is pounding. How did I get here? I feel something in my right hand, a stick, a wand? It feels smooth, it’s not familiar. I step out on the cold floor and hear voices. This is not my room, it’s her room. What am I doing here? Outside her bedroom door there are stairs. I descend them as if I’m floating. The stairs lead to the kitchen where the voices are louder. They’re coming from a device like an old radio. The noise is making my head hurt more.
I try to stop the radio sounds. I turn the knobs but it doesn’t quiet, when lights stream into the darkness. I yank the radio cord from the outlet. A car pulls up outside. Two car doors slam and I hear talking, her voice is one of them. I feel frightened. How did I get here, what am I doing? I want to hide from them, but where? Why am I inside her home and she’s not with me…they are coming in!
I step back into a darkened corner. She walks in but doesn’t see me. I’m embarrassed to be here; why am I? I don’t see the other person and she crosses the room and walks up the stairs. Should I follow? Would I scare her? I still feel the object in my hand, I still don’t know what it is. Suddenly I’m at her opened bedroom door. She seems oblivious to my presence. She slips off her clothes and gets into bed. The lights are off, but moonlight shows her form under the covers. Should I approach? I step forward to speak to her.
Then I see there are two forms. I see her next to someone else. As I step closer, I find my hand is raised with the object. For some reason I can’t control my arm, I feel like I’m going to strike him with the thing in my hand. I try to stop, but it seems I have no control.
Just before the object connects, I clearly see the other person next to her is me.
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/03/06/photo-challenge-204/
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge 3-6-18
Winter uses snow
To make everything seem pure
Pristine cold and white
Covering of hidden seeds
To be reborn in the spring
COLLEEN’S WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE, NO. 74: “Renew & Fresh,” #SNYONYMSONLY
Daily Prompt: Branch
People love giving advice
Those “people” include me
Taking it not easily achieved
They say, roll up your sleeves!
Try something new!
It’s a dangerous view
When you branch out
Go out on a limb, climb that tree
To see what you can see
Or is it just me?
I think I am brave
Stalwart and strong
So why is it taking so long
To teeter out on that branch
I’ve climbed many trees
And with that I am pleased
But on a new limb?
The chances are slim.
Movie Monday
FURY starring Brad Pitt is this week’s choice. The movie is based on a real life tank crew. Language alert in the trailer.
Director: David Ayer
FFfAW – World’s Tiniest Violin
Photo: GOROYBOY
What’s that you have there? A feather? Is that from my canary? Is it? Did you take that from my sweet little Junebug? I told you never to touch her! If you wanted a new pen, I could have bought you one, or you could have! How can you even do anything with it, it’s so tiny? Poor little Junebug, are you alright? George, George, are you listening to me?
At this point George holds up two fingers rubbing them together in front of his wife.
What’s that supposed to mean?
George returned to his painting.
MLMM Bonus Wordle – The Twilight Zone
It was hard to avoid the tonal burgundy shimmer of her overcoat. She was so quick to make the journey she hadn’t thought she would stand out in the white. At the foot of the bridge she had warned him, “this is no game of Nintendo, it’s the real thing!” She let her vision sweep across the icy snow, hoping Sam would hurry along. She was anxious and excited, but could it be dangerous? She no longer cared, her curiosity took over and she was determined to find out what it was.
The virtue of the Facebook reporters, being who they were, Dedre knew better than to believe the hype. However, she and Sam had studied alien invasion theories, Area 51, UFO sightings, all of the unproven statements and articles, before. This was an entirely new and promising venture. The photographs were real; no faint, doctored black and white image, but an actual photograph in living color!
Sam reached the top of the bridge, stood by his coworker and shouted, “Eureka!” Sam was also a fan of the unknown, just not as ambitious as Dedre. Their mundane office jobs were rarely an invitation to greatness, but he viewed the phenomena with anticipation. “I didn’t really believe it until now! How close do you think we should get?”
Dedre was about to reply when a covey of helicopters appeared, surrounding them in a threatening manner. A voice from thin air shouted, “on your knees! You are in a restricted area!” With that announcement a few uniformed men dropped down from the vehicles and they were led out of the area in handcuffs.
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