The Three Sisters (USA)

This is what I thought of reading Johnbo’s post title:

On a clear day from viewpoints throughout Central Oregon, the Three Sisters mountains command attention as the gorgeous snow-capped peaks seen to the west. Each of this trio of volcanic peaks reaches more than 10,000 feet in elevation, and have become a part of Central Oregon culture.

The Three Sisters Mountains in Oregon

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Lens-Artists Challenge #299 – Hopeful

W3 – Hope

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You can hope for good weather when from your bed you rise

You can offer hope to others if you feel their tenser side

You can hope the Yankees win or maybe it’s the Sox

You can hope it’s what you wanted opening a birthday box

Standing by a bedside you hope the patient will get well

Buying a lottery ticket you can hope it’s the winner that they sell

Hope is just a wish you make as each day shows the sun

I hope my family stays safe and healthy- priority number one.

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W3 Prompt #107: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Six Sentence Story

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Wouldn’t it be nice? Oh wouldn’t it be pleasant? If all the news would double up their presence? Not for campaign speeches or riots causing danger, but lovely acts of kindness, certainly a worthy endeavor. Yes I may be dreaming, just seeing nightmares in the news. I wish we could change their choices of these views.

Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Fandango’s Story Starter

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

“You don’t know me, but I’m the ex-wife of your new boyfriend,” the woman said to Pamela when she answered her door, “and he’s not who you think he is.” Then she barged into Pamela’s home and sat down on the couch!

“Who do you think you are barging into my home like this? I don’t care who you are and what you have to say, so leave.” Pamela picked up the woman by the arm and escorted her out the door.

Pamela had heard all about this ex-wife from her current boyfriend Paul. She now knew what she had been thinking from the start—that this was not going to be a good relationship. She originally liked Paul, but she wasn’t about to take on all of his or their problems.

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Fandango’s Story Starter #149

dVerse Poetics

It wasn’t a church
where I was left in the lurch
it was a big box store
and I was left at the door
called a taxi and when it came
he wouldn’t take me
as if me and my chair were to blame
it was snowy, windy usual winter fare
waiting outside freezing in that air
called another service asked about their service
cabbie pulled up to the curb, I was nervous
while loading the chair helped someone else, seemed his purpose
you never know what a person is like until you see them in action doing what’s right
I had only six dollars cash for a tip
he didn’t complain and my ride was blue chip

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Poetics: Left in the Lurch

Tanka Tuesday

young leaves show
spring greens now displayed
April’s best
budding trees
the month of Maying
held captive

a vase of branches
a closeup view of spring buds
cooling on the porch
Mother Nature doesn’t mind
a few stolen sprigs of May
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24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 34, 5/14/24, Part II: The Beginning of Summer, (May 5 – 19) Rikka 立夏

SYW May 13, 2024


Here are this week’s questions:

1.  Have you ever lied about your age? No

2.  Is there any time in your life you would like to relive? Yes, June 2013

3.  Do you own any antiques? A trunk and some small items in storage.

4.  Would you like to know some of the history of places you’ve visited? Odd question?

Gratitude: I am grateful to be home and discharged from Home Health. Now it’s outpatient PT I’m looking forward to…not☺️. Hospital bills are rolling in and this one made me laugh…and I am also billed for a ECG I never had🙄. This bill though small did make me laugh at the description of service – “high level of medical decision making”- I never even saw this doc!😵‍💫 I wonder what the low level is😳

Share Your World 13th May