
J.M. Barrie β ‘Second star to the right and straight on ’til morning.’
I should try this route
When I’m without
Feeling your presence
We promised
To search for each other
Will this be the way?

J.M. Barrie β ‘Second star to the right and straight on ’til morning.’
I should try this route
When I’m without
Feeling your presence
We promised
To search for each other
Will this be the way?

The sun is rising
It’s the universal burn
Warming us slowly
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #180 Slow&Burn

Hey Joe, you’re looking kinda pasty! Maybe you need to eat more. Those people behind me would be a good snack just to hold you over.
Me? Have you looked in the mirror lately? What happened to you, been on one of those liquid diets?
I must look pretty good, there have been multiple people, all sizes and shapes looking at me. The only thing is, I can’t seem to move to grab and eat them! There aren’t any mirrors around here, so what’s up? Speaking of looks, Joe, you’re looking a little fl8at.

Good day from windy, sunny Wyoming! It’s supposed to snow tomorrow and possibly before Christmas but the temps will be very cold for the big day. It’s time again for ceenphotography.com‘s Share Your World. Please join in the fun and answer a few questions on your blog post. Here is a copy of part of her blog post:

Here are my answers:
1. Cleaning, cooking, driving, the whole enchilada!π
2. My bed, pictures, mementos.
3. My family and if they’re not around, warm coffee.
4. My inspiration this week is my eleven year old granddaughter, again! who finished up two basketball tournaments, won one and next one came in second – 15-16 in the last second of the game. It was a hard game to watch. She got shoved onto the floor slid a few feet, obviously hurt, but there was no call. The refs were horrible. They didn’t call multiple fouls including this one. She was disappointed in the loss, but they were such good players. Her dad told her not to let their (players and refs) behavior change her attitude. He always knows what to say. I wish I had been that good of a parent.
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I was just resting
Didn’t know they’d be testing
To see if I’d melt
And then I felt
An oily substance
With water perchance
So here I’m set
Completely wet
I keep ringing the bell
Hope someone can tell
I need to leave
This watery sleeve
I’ve children to greet
At Santa’s feet
I ring the bell
They think it’s swell
So you can see
I have places to be
I hate to yelp
But I need help!
ππππππππ
https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/12/17/sunday-photo-fiction-december-17th-2017/

I experienced bliss today twice, how lucky am I? The first was sitting in the car on the way to buy Christmas cookie ingredients with my daughter and two of her daughters. I haven’t laughed that hard in a loooonnng time. It was such fun as they were discussing what started out as my pronunciation of caramel. I pronounce it care eh mel and the say carmel. It’s an age old argument. Then all sorts of accents discussing what needed to be on the list. . .I guess you had to be there.
The second form of bliss was hearing from an old friend I didn’t know if I’d ever hear from again.
Pure unadulterated bliss!β€οΈπ
My granddaughter just finished two basketball tournaments. Exciting times for her. Today’s movie is “Hoosiers”, a docudrama made in 1986, starring Gene Hackman.
“Failed college coach Norman Dale (Gene Hackman) gets a chance at redemption when he is hired to direct the basketball program at a high school in a tiny Indiana town. After a teacher (Barbara Hershey) persuades star player Jimmy Chitwood to quit and focus on his long-neglected studies, Dale struggles to develop a winning team in the face of community criticism for his temper and his unconventional choice of assistant coach: Shooter (Dennis Hopper), a notorious alcoholic.
Release date:
November 14, 1986 (USA)”
Is it
“only in”
America
Where you can see all of nature’s beauty
Dry grassy plains
High snow covered mountains
Low green valleys
Ice blue clear lakes
Long red muddy rivers
Tall large redwood trees
Forests of green firs
Tangled highway crossovers
Hard packed dirt roads
Tropical forests
White sand deserts
Domesticated animals
Wild buffalo, antelope and deer
Birds of every size and color
People from every land
Rich mansions
Poverty slums
Cities and farmed fields
Light green spring buds
Hot summer sunset nights
Autumn maple splendor
Ski slopes deep with winter snow?
πΊπΈπΊπΈπΊπΈπΊπΈπΊπΈπΊπΈπΊπΈπΊπΈπΊπΈπΊπΈπΊπΈ
Here we are privileged to live.

How many times have you read the letter to Santa and picked up the item before Christmas? Then on the day before, you’re at the mall shopping for last minute things and your child is constantly asking for everything in sight? You’re avoiding the Santa photo because you’ve already granted the wish and it’s too late for a new or different one.
If you’re among the privileged few who are able to grant your child’s Christmas wish, you know what I’m talking about. When your children are little they think Santa’s toy shop has no bounds. As an adult or a child of the “I’m not sure if he’s real, but I’m going to pretend and ask anyway” age, we realize all wishes cannot be granted, but little ones still keep the dream alive.
My advice?ππ³π is to avoid the mall at all costs on the day before Christmas, and I’m not just referring to your wallet. Peace be with you.π
http://rachelpoli.com/2017/12/15/time-to-write-set-the-scene-6/
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