Rose shaded cheeks start
Her head is bowed discreetly
Shyness shown by blush
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Daily Prompt: Enroll
I guess when we’re born, we are automatically enrolled in this big mess that is LIFE, like it or not. We didn’t ask for it, plan on it, or want it. It was decided for us by our parents and whatever they decided to enroll in before becoming parents. You would hope people who decide to become parents would take a bit of time to make that decision. It’s another life you bring into the world, it’s your responsibility, your choice, not theirs. So before you make that choice for this new innocent life, think!
I wanted children and so did my husband. We were lucky, and they turned out well. Ultimately they had to choose what life they would lead, but we were responsible to do our best while they were under our care. Today the family dinners, the closeness, is interrupted by machines, an old fashioned term. Cell phones, computers, tv, all take some of that responsibility away from parents, and that is irresponsible parenting. Everyone works in or out of the home, is tired, frustrated by whatever problems come up. The lives you create need nurturing by you, not a texting friend or electronic screen.
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge
Is this my karma
Endless sleepless nights of noise
Puzzled as to why
Upstairs lives create havoc
Exhaustion muddles my mind
Colleen’s Weekly 2018 #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge, No. 70: “DESTINY & CHALLENGE” #SynonymnsOnly
Time to Write 42 – The Hair Affair
“It was an accident ” That is all Mary kept repeating, crocodile tears running down her face. Meanwhile her little sister sat across the room, on a stool, with an innocent smile. Being only three, she didn’t know her big sister was in trouble and just enjoyed the attention.
“You know better than to use the scissors without me and now look what you’ve done!” Mary’s mother was very upset as she swept up the beautiful blonde curls she adored. Her daughter Lizzie’s head was now a mass of medium length stubble.
Mary looked up for a second and winked at Lizzie. She really did love her sister, but hearing every day how beautiful her long blonde locks were, it was time for a change. She wiped away the false sadness and told her mother she was sorry. Mary then retreated to her room which was her punishment. Looking into her mirror, she slowly brushed her long brown hair.
Daily Prompt: Permit
I live alone but not a hermit
Most any visitor I permit
Of course my door has a few keys
So one can enter if they please
This is needed in case I fall
And find I can’t get back up at all
Thank heavens for portable phones
Otherwise I’d still be laying alone
If for some reason I might not answer
They’ll be here quicker than a hip hop dancer
Making light is the way I feel
Humor always my hoped-for appeal.
SYW February 5, 2018
Hey, it’s February, lots happening! Presidents’ birthdays, Valentines Day, Cancer Awareness Month, and more. Anniversaries and birthdays this month for my family which means, my friends, that dreaded word. . .shopping!😂 But never let it be said I don’t love hanging out with my 18 year old chauffeur, and he’ll be picking me up this afternoon for just that!
As I put on the badge above, I realized maybe some of you don’t know, but it’s just a symbol, no actual joining required, no fees–everyone is invited by ceenphotography.com to Share Your World! A partial copy of her post below, so come on down! No money or prizes to win, just fun! And make sure to visit cee’s blog at the link below:
My answers:
1. Sorry, I have to keep this top secret. Let’s just say a cabin, fireplace, and warm quilt would be involved. ☺️
2. There are more than one, but on the top of the list would be the lady I wrote about last week, the former nun. She is the most generous person I know with her time, love, and talents.
3. Tag, Duck Duck Goose, Hide and Seek, Dress up, Cowboys and Indians, Scavenger Hunt, Milkman. The only “toy” I remember is a swing, my absolute favorite thing to do.
I am certainly grateful that my family is getting over pneumonia, bronchitis and the flu. Looking forward to my daughter and her husband’s 25th wedding anniversary tomorrow! Congratulations, you so deserve it!❤️
http://ceenphotography.com/2018/02/05/share-your-world-february-5-2018/
MLMM Wordle 240 – The Artist – Choose Your Ending
Fumbling with the tubes of color, so many unnecessary items cluttering up the desk, she pushed them all aside. Frustrated, she yelled aloud, “where are the reds? I wanted reds today!” Marion looked everywhere, almost frantic in her search. “I’m done with these sad blues and greens, I want bright red and orange, golden yellows! That’s what I need today. . .please. I can’t take another sad day.”
Marion was pleading with someone, only she knew who or what it was. Asking for help, asking for a remedy for her sadness, her depression. She used to be a jolly fun loving person, but now, hidden away in this ancient abode, with only her work to keep her company, she was drifting into a deep depression. Always having artistic talent, Marion was a sought after painter until tragedy struck her life. Her usually uplifting, sometimes even amusing work had turned dark. Her regular followers started disappearing, and her profitable career came to an end.
A recluse in her now dilapidated home, Marion painted constantly, striving every day to get back the happiness of her youth. She only had an occasional visit from the local art gallery owner, who brought her new painting supplies. He had watched her demise, but seemed unable to assist her in recovery. Michael continued to display her work, but Marion’s sadness was revealed in her work and lost its appeal.
Michael knocked and Marion answered with a plea, “I can’t find my reds, can you help me?” Of course Michael was startled after her only requesting blue hues for months, he hoped this was a good sign.
“Of course, Marion! What are you painting today?” He took the opportunity to open the heavy curtains to shed light on the empty canvas. “I see mostly blues and greens here, let me look further. ” Marion was hiding from the light, but let him search. He noticed dark canvases covered with blues and black. If he could only find the brighter colors, maybe this would be a turning point. He looked everywhere and found them.
Ending 1: He gave the tube and some other bright colors to Marion and watched her create something beautiful, at last. “You’re back, Marion!”
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Ending 2: Not finding the red or any colorful tubes of paint, Michael told her he would be back straightaway with the needed colors. While Michael was gone, she looked around at the lightened room. There were cobwebs in the corners, dust laden furniture everywhere except the painting desk. The sun glinted off a mirror across the room. Marion went over to peek at herself, something she hadn’t done in months. Her reflection took her breath away, realizing she had grown old and haggard. Reasoning to herself she needed some color, red of course, she searched but could find none. There was only one thing to do.
Michael returned and rushed into the studio. He was so excited to think Marion would be painting again, recovered from months of sadness. “I have the new colors, all your favorites!” He saw the canvas, splashed with red, an odd brownish red. Then he saw Marion, on the floor, wrists draining blood, red blood.
Movie Monday 2-5-18
I watched this again over the weekend, and thought it would be a great choice for today. “A Knights Tale” starring Heath Ledger as the knight and my favorite character, portrayed by Paul Bettany. Personally, I think this actor outshone them all. It has humor, music, touching scenes, and jousting! Need I say more?
Peasant-born William Thatcher (Heath Ledger) begins a quest to change his stars, win the heart of an exceedingly fair maiden (Shanynn Sossamon) and rock his medieval world. With the help of friends (Mark Addy, Paul Bettany, Alan Tudyk), he faces the ultimate test of medieval gallantry — tournament jousting — and tries to discover if he has the mettle to become a legend.
Release date: May 11, 2001 (USA)
Daily Prompt: Creature
You could see her in the bleachers
Favorite of the college teachers
As she passed they tried to reach her
But she was an innocent creature
Got their attention being a screecher
As for her most prominent feature?
A bag of hot, salted peanuts.
MLMM Saturday Mix 2-3-18
Emmet Kelly
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Clowns, here’s the thing
They may make you laugh
Some have frowns, appear sad
Have a frown, show tearing
They might make you cry
Some are ugly, give a fright
No handsome man hidden
They come mostly at night
Or with ghosts being ridden
Into your bedroom, not a circus
Those in particular do not amuse us
The most scary one I found in a book
Stephen King’s “It” was all it took
Not a fan of clowns, of any sort But for this Prompt, this is my report.
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