“Just go ahead and press that button“ said the newly appointed secretary of war. It will fix everything all at once. The criminals, people of color, immigrants, you name it, sir, all will be gone. You will be able to join your white brothers and sisters in the safety of the highly armored golden ballroom to celebrate. The incompetent, unknowing leader of the “free” world complied.
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This Week’s Writer’s Workshop Prompts: September 18, 2025
Featured Kigo: Autumn grasses, the seven flowers of autumn, quail, dew, traveling, journeys, new beginnings, back to school, darkening days, autumn sunsets, autumn vigor, crows, ripening fruits, mushrooms, grapes, the harvest moon, horse chestnuts, roadside flowers of cosmos and goldenrod.
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darkening days here
threatening cold icy hail
clouds moving swiftly
small creatures into hiding
no autumn sunset
clouds covering harvest moon
nightfall respite stills the storm
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#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 30, 24 Seasons, 9/16/25
A vista of rain soaked drooping garden roses brings to mind the days I planted them, with the hope or maybe it was a promise, they would rise and flourish. The silver droplets ceasing, blurring my sight, as if my aging orbs are not the reason I cannot see clearly through the glass. “The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes”, distorts the inspiration I have enjoyed these many years. Some sunny day heat may eradicate the jaundiced smudges, and I have grown patient in my years, and wait.
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Prosery: T.S. Eliot and J. Alfred Prufrock
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Weekly Writing Prompt
Share Your World 15th September
It’s an easy day when you can sit and listen to music that allows you to dwell on your dream.
Three Things Challenge #MM183
A special couple’s day
Everlasting petals spread on carpet way
The pretty princess gown flowing with lace
A picture of happy gathered at this place
A promise of love rests on their face.
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MLMM Monday Wordle #442
Quite comfortable with her legs stretched out in sand
It’s been a while, she thought, with a man
Beachy love and waving water
No thoughts now of son or daughter
Just nostalgic freedom of younger days
Sitting, watching undulating waves
Was this real, or climax of her dreams
Reluctant waking as sunlight streams.
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Monday Poetry Prompt: Climax, Leg, Quite
What do you see #306- 15 September’25
Sue didn’t think it all funny
As brother held up her bunny
By the ears
Causing fears
She soothed the rabbit with honey.
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Tom was not good with his money
His dad thoughts that it was funny
He would soon learn
When he started to earn
And stopped his cheating at rummy.
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Laughing Along With A Limerick
The Bag Lady 
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