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The worst Valentine’s Day ever. . .let me think. It could have been grammar school when I failed to receive a sixth grade boy’s love note. I guess you could say I adored him from afar. He lived about two or more miles down the road. He was two years older and the cutest boy I knew. Blondish brown hair, huge smile and blue eyes.

My sister, six years older and I, used to ride in a tiny wagon with wooden wheels down to visit him. The cart was pulled by our collie mix, Ring. We would all play together as friends, but I held onto that crush until my junior year in high school.

Truly a fourth grade Valentine disappointment.

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Exuberantly plentiful is the meaning I choose today for this Prompt. I was so tired from the schedule of my neighbors that I went to bed early last night, ten o’clock. Try as I might, the profuse voices from the upstairs kept me awake.

They started by playing “Super Freak” loudly at eleven. The only reason I know this song is because I really enjoyed the movie “Little Miss Sunshine”. Anyway, about an hour later I thought, great, quiet. That’s when the arguing started. Only hearing muffled yelling and no actual words, my curiosity lures.

Then after a while, as I’m doing a word game cause I can’t sleep, I hear a distinguishable, “are you sure?” My first thought was to yell up to the ceiling, “yes, I’m sure! Now shut up!”

Of course then I just started laughing at that thought. Strange I know, but living by yourself, you get these strange notions…..😂

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The railroad crowd was dense. The evening commuter line shuffled into the waiting cars like sheep waiting to be dipped. The mundane contrivance of everyday life was personified in their expressions. Onism of the masses, each feeling a loss of promise of sought after goals.

I hesitate to condemn these people, I’m sure the inside of their minds might share love, possibly a dream. It’s this flirtation that can hearten their soul, a mandala for future happiness.

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A beauty in blue

A mesmerizing appeal

To outshine the stars

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She said meet at the corner. Yes, at that place she loves. You know, that building that actually IS a corner? Yep, that’s the one. Ugly as sin if you ask me. No, she’s not here yet.

Well, I’m sorry about that, but she said she really needs to see me. Yes, I know I promised, but. . . okay then, just be mad. I’m tired of always having to apologize when I have to change plans with you. I cannot predict when she needs me.

Maybe we need to call it quits. Gotta go!

Hello, mother. How are you feeling today?

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Communication

Orator

News

Views

Evocative

Yammer

Obloquy

Reiteration

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/conveyor/

In fashion over the years. Apparently not. But think of it as recycling?

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Two today from Jerry Seinfeld:

Men want the same thing from their underwear that they want from women: a little bit of support, and a little freedom.

Surveys show that the #1 fear of Americans is public speaking. #2 is death. Death is #2. That means that at a funeral, the average American would rather be in the casket than doing the eulogy.

Jerry Seinfeld

One-Liner Wednesday & #JusJoJan Daily Prompt – January 31st, 2018

Wanted, connection

It is every person’s need

Everyone’s looking

Life without others is not

Perfection needs at least two

Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 69, “BOND & SEEK” #SnynomnsOnly

The doctor had spent years trying to capture it. Every attempt had ended in failure. His colleagues were not only skeptical, but worried about his mental capability. A scientist, yes, an exemplary education, they thought, but what to make of this endlesss set of experiments?

Doctor Brighty (Lightning’s my middle name) Halogen spent most of his time in the lab. Family and friends were ignored as he strived to manipulate light. It was a quest he enveloped wholly and was never allowing defeat to cross his mind.

This afternoon, a photograph showed him finally capturing and holding the elusive beam of light.

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