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dVerse Poets – Day Begins

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Streaks

Through the blinds

Slanted upward

Slats bright on the ceiling

I cover my head

Sunrise at dawn

I see you

And then I yawn

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No alarm on this day

Sleeping in is good

No children’s breakfast meals

No pets to ask to go outside

Tranquility in my bed

No alarm buzz annoying

Coffee needed 

Get up and get going

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The garden flowers calling

Watering and feeding 

Sun so bright I need glasses

All the blooms are stretching up

Weeds are tended well

Small buds opened bright

Successful plants this year

Flowers love sunshine light

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Dawn, the best part of the day

Some believe it is 

Noon is hottest

Roll up your sleeves

Get a cooling lemonade

Don’t forget your hat

Lose your suit coat

Discard your cravat.

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(I have no idea if this in correct form)

MTB: It Begins to Dawn

Decorating Disaster

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Chomping on a toffee, breaking a tooth, Julie slipped on the ladder, causing her to fling the houseplant down. The epithet slogan usually used jokingly, came out in painful anger. She climbed back down from the stepladder, took a pain pill and resigned herself to her tablet.

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Can You Tell A Story In…

Sam

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Only a fool would mess with Sam, the best PI in the tri-city area. The cops knew him well, but avoided him always. Sam knew what he was doing and no matter what laws he broke doing it, the cops would find a culprit on their doorstep sooner or later. Sam didn’t actually work for the police, but they considered him an “associate”. Sam could go places they could not, at least without a warrant, and the days of rampant gangsters and crooked politicians, legal warrants were hard to come by for any legit copper.

Sam stood in the doorway til the coast was clear. He fished in his pocket for the set of skeleton keys and quietly entered the office of a Mr. Imen Innocent, a prolific dealer of toxic drugs, and retrieved the shipment invoices hidden in a large ancient urn with a secret false bottom, that sat next to Mr. Innocent’s desk. Sam’s informant who did a job for the criminal, saw the urn and reported back to Sam that it might be where the papers were hidden.

Sam softly cracked open the vase and grabbed the vault part of the false bottom. Pocketing the evidence, he backed up to the office door when he heard a low growl. Glancing to the side he saw a huge canine ready to pounce. Luckily Sam was prepared. He took the bag of hamburgers out of his coat’s inside pocket, threw them at the dog and slipped out the office door. Once again Sam solved a case, his phenomenal luck and skill allowed him to fight another day.

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No Theme Thursday: 07.11.24

Circles

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Life rotates, just like a circle

You’re young, you’re old, you change

You’re the boss or you’re the mother

Later become something other

Your children now take care of you

As long as family stays true

Some wander away from loving ties

Others tend to always rely

On the bond formed early on

Keep the faith, do not move on

All this learned in early life

Stay the course, and then

With cords that bind but also bend

The circle of love never ends.

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Weekly Prompts Challenge – Circles

Friday Fictioneers

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I was in a hurry, like every day this summer. It just seems vacation is another word for busy! I was running to the car and my dad is already sitting in the front seat, engine running and yelled “Morgan! Why are you always the last one to get in the car? Hurry up, we’re going to be late!” I yanked open the backseat door and threw my backpack down over my feet, where it was joined by my two brothers’ packs. It was only when we arrived at the school fair I realized I only had one shoe on!

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