MLMM Wordle

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I always thought of Joe as a friend. He was such a quiet man, lived alone, and did good deeds whenever he could. Many neighborhood people would joke behind his back. One day he delivered a letter to me, and I could see that he was struggling with his house keys when he returned home. I walked over to try to help him, and he suddenly he got very upset with me. “I’m not helpless, I can do this by myself.”

I was surprised that he seemed upset with me for trying to help him, but I just returned to my home. I decided to make a pie and take it over to him just to be friendly. I am so glad that I did because when he opened the door and I looked inside I saw that he was a hoarder. Of course this was perfectly legal, but seemed to be crowding him terribly. There was hardly any room for him to come to the door. “I hope you don’t think I am intruding, but can I help you with all of these newspapers?” He didn’t answer and quickly shut the door, taking the pie.

I told the local pastor what was happening and thought maybe he could organize some of the neighbors to help him rid his home of the hoarded items. The pastor has not yet decided if that’s a good idea. I guess I should mind my own business.

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MLMM Wordle #427

The Sunday Whirl

We studied the map of the underworld with a tongue in cheek attitude. Joe was the only person in the group who took the temple drawings and the strands (what we assumed were vines) or threads of twisted trees seriously. The mask we found near the cave entrance could have been carelessly dropped by a Halloween wanderer. Not one of us knew the strange claw marks from some imaginary beast would be the shift in our attitude. Joe started to prowl into the cave and then we heard his screams and ran, the cowards we were. Joe was never seen again and not one person in our group ever talked about our adventure ever again. Some cloudy dark nights I swear I hear a call from Joe, but I’ll never go back to that cave to find him.

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Wordle 709

SYW 6-2-25


Here are this week’s questions:

 Can you speak a second language? Regrettably, no

 As a child, what did you find easier, climbing a rope or climbing a tree?We had many trees to climb, rarely a rope

 Did you prefer maths or science at school? No question, science

 How would you describe your sense of humour? Great

Gratitude: With that last statement I have to say there is plenty of humor to find in a hospital setting. Complaints of my not sleeping while woken every little bit for blood draw and the last night I was woken to have them give me an oxygen cannula. I had finally gotten to sleep on the bottom flat part of the bed😵‍💫

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Share Your World: 2nd June

dVerse Poets Quadrille

Did you know dVerse created the quadrille form? A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, sans title. It may or may not have a rhyme scheme…..actually, there is no required format except that it be a poem (not prose) of exactly 44 words, sans title. But there is ONE HITCH! You must include the word provided by the pubtender of the day, within the body of the poem.

So….without further ado, I am the pubtender today and the word you must include within the body of your poem is …. SUNRISE. 

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. . . the sun’ll come up . . .

Carla Loves to Read

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I am a diehard fan of actor Jeremy Renner so I was waiting for his book, “My Next Breath” to come to audible. I have just finished it and I can say it was interesting, how he got through his accident and survival. I found some of it repetitive, but enjoyed it still.

I started following Renner’s film career back in 2005 with the film, NeoNed. His acting performance in this movie made me look for more of his work after I fell in love with this flawed character. Naturally I was anxious to see if he had recovered well and “My Next Breath” fills me in.

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It’s Monday! What Are You Reading? (June 2, 2025) 📚📚

It’s All Good

These past three weeks I have been out of pocket and apologize to my blog friends. I was ill, ended up in the hospital for a week (not fun at all) and now trying to recuperate to have some tests done to see why I was ill. All along these days, my daughter was working and keeping up with the end of soccer for one daughter’s senior year and another daughter’s college graduation in New Mexico, and all the activities that occur in these three weeks while ferrying me to appointments, etc. My younger granddaughter graduated on Friday and will make a trip to Spearfish, SD for college orientation at Black Hills State University. My other granddaughter graduated college in NM. You can imagine all the busyness we have had this month. So I had to delete almost a thousand emails and today I am trying to get back on the horse. Thanks for your good wishes.☺️

Two granddaughters’ graduations.

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Six Sentence Story

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.

PROMPT WORD:  FUSE

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It’s that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that’s what the poet does.
– Allen Ginsberg 

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Everyone said my husband, a teacher, had a short fuse. I realized that soon enough. We were traveling as chaperones with a group of six year olds to a dinosaur museum. Two industrious children decided to scale the Tyrannosaurus’ tale, causing the entire exhibit to fall. A sprained arm and a few scrapes were attended by the museum’s staff. On our return trip to the school, my husband couldn’t hold his temper any longer – the fuse had been lit.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

Pick 3

Thank you! Love this challenge!

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“What are you doing with that lantern in the basement? Don’t you know that’s a fire hazard?” Liza set down the lantern abruptly, aiming for the window sill but missed and it descended on the crooked hollow of the old fireplace, which was only a narrow glimmer in the basement room. Slowly, her dad picked up the light, now showing only a faintly bit of Illumination. There’s dangers everywhere in this old room. Piles of newspapers, and books. We must get down here and clean it out. Liza planned to flee with her friends when that day came.

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Pick 3 #6 This week’s list