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Your three words today are: OUTRAGE CROSS LIVID.

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Has it ever crossed your mind why people take a job they probably don’t like, don’t try to do it well, and provide no excuse for their inefficiency? I find it outrageous that so many businesses employ this type of person.

Today I spent three and a half hours talking to two different businesses and I still don’t have the impression I’ll be served. My original call was on the 16th to both places and I took notes as usual. I didn’t hear anything or receive my medical supplies, so I called again yesterday. Both places had “no record” of my calls.😳🤯. I should not have been surprised but I was, even at my age you’d think I’d know better.

Today I recalled both to make sure everything was copacetic and of course it was not. Needless to say I was livid but remained calm on the phone. Afterwards I was so upset I couldn’t say anything to anyone. After lunch, I’m now resigned to the fact that if everyone does their actual F-ing job, I might get the medical supplies I need.😖

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Three Things Challenge #M856

Having elders, treat with respect

Subtle feelings they can detect

Family love is the connect

There’s always time to let them know.

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Ovi Poetry Challenge 71: RESPECT is your inspiration.

Working on costumes back in the day

Every child wanted a certain way

To be funny or scare someone

Imagination soaring getting them done

Would they be happy to be a boxed tv

A monster, or some sports guy they had seen

Or a princess with a flowing dress

Sewing, cutting, making a mess

I remember my girl as Elizabeth the Queen

Remaking my prom frock so she would reign supreme

Memories of these times are not scary at all

Its nostalgia with my children and into it we fall.

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Writing Prompts

There’s no better time than this moment to open the window (or patio door in my case) and yell: “I’m as mad as hell and I can’t take it anymore!” Details in another post.

One-Liner Wednesday – No better time

Jealousy

She always looked good in green

Most compliments were when seen

Wearing different shades and hues

That is why she’d always choose

Clothing that suited her red hair

Contrasting nicely with greenish fare

Only after she fell for him

Green was the unwelcomed trim

He loved her for a moment true

Then suddenly out of the blue

He met another lover girl

Danced with her for a short whirl

Then the lady who wore green

Flaming hair’s temper keen

Her body now never seen

Jealousy had turned it green.

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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts – October 22, 2024

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An evening illusion—

Look out into my yard

I want and need the dream today

Visions of fairies at play

Sometimes it takes fabrication or a wish

To keep trudging on in the everyday.

How free they are dancing in moonlight

I may try it, to manage the fight

Floating, flying in moonlight

Pretending the fantasy.

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Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Pretend

So your challenge is to either use repetition as a rhetorical device (repetition of a word or phrase or line) in constructing your poem; or to write a poem that centers around a motto, your own or perhaps passed down in your family or in your culture, showing how it’s been used or misused. Or, if you’re ambitious, see if you can do a combination of the two (as in “Deor’s Lament” & Angelou’s “Still I Rise”).

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It’s all good

That’s what they always say

Everything may not be with us

No one says anything except

It’s all good.

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It’s all good

Mantra from a busy woman

Discarding thoughts of inadequacy

Tries to think

It’s all good.

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It’s all good

Covers a number of feelings

Hidden thoughts lurk in your mind

Outwardly, though

It’s all good.

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Poetics: Of Mantras, Repetita Juvant

silver gleams

hard darkness contrast

textures bridge

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Photo Challenge #538

Today I would like you to choose three (or more) words from the given list and write a syllabic poem using them. Please feel free to add plural, past tense, etc. to the words as needed.

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woman!

ate your new bite

smelled the farm in your cook

soon castle gardens will ripen

harvest

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-Cinquain, 5 lines, 2,4,6,8,2 syllables

#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge: Word Garden, 10/22/24, #syllabicpoetry

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

The door was closed, and as I put my hand on the handle, I felt afraid of what I might find once I opened it. The sounds were slightly familiar, but couldn’t be, that would be crazy! I put my ear to the wooden facade and listened as best I could. Nah, I was hearing a tv going, so I slowly opened the door. There they were, standing in a line, entertaining my five year old son and my wife. Seven little men.

Fandango’s Story Starter #172