The Bag Lady

Was happy when he learned to talk

Especially on a lonely long walk

Then he started to swear

Which I wasn’t aware

And then those bad words never balk.ed.

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This Memorial Day, let us live the ancient Romans’ “Momemto more” by remembering our beloved dead. Write a haibun in which you offer your remembrance for anyone who has died, whom you love, or with whom you have a connection.

New to haibun? The form consists of one to a few paragraphs of prose—usually written in the present tense—that evoke an experience and are often non-fictional/autobiographical. They may be preceded or followed by one or more haiku—nature-based, using a seasonal image—that complement without directly repeating what the prose stated.

New to dVerse? Here’s what you do:

• Write a haibun that memorializes a loved one, or one with whom you have a connection, as described above.
• Post it on your personal site/blog
• Copy your link onto the Mr. Linky
• Remember to click the small checkbox about data protection.
• Read and comment on some of your fellow poets’ work
• Like and leave a comment below if you choose to do so
• Have fun!

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Remembering someone close to you that has “passed on” as they say, is very emotional for me. I often grab my phone to call them, as if they were still alive. I realize also, that I could have said more to them, done more with and for them, but it stays a regret.

spring recalls absence

two sisters

heavy heart mem’ries

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Haibun Monday 5/26/25: Momento Mori

Marina tapped her phone to see the most flattering photograph of herself. She wanted her most divine image in order to impress her latest romantic vision, Georgio. This meet in person determined he might be “the one”. Unknown to Marina, Georgio was also tryinsg to impress, and sadly their meet was a surprise for both people.

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Weekend Writing Prompt #417 – Boudoir

💥🥳Happy Birthday Di!🥳🎉

1. Do you celebrate your birthday or is it just another day? I’m old so pretty much just another day.
2.  Did you have birthday parties as a child? No.
3.  Were there any special ‘traditions’ for the birthday person in your household? No.
4. What was the worst birthday you had? I don’t think I’ve had one.
5. Gratitude: Speaking of birthdays, I’ve had some really nice ones!

Share Your World 12th May 2025

Everyone remembers my dad

I think he’s the best one I had

He took me fishing

And I was wishing

Hope he stays, cause he isn’t bad!

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Laughing Along With A Limerick

Charlie scuffed the sand to cover a crab walking along the water’s edge. It was early morning and every day he took a walk on the beach to clear his head from the last night’s dreams. Charlie admired the surfers in their wet suits to keep warm in the water while waiting for that next big wave. He had tried it but couldn’t stay up on the board and finally gave up.

Charlie’s life was like that. Try and fail repeating and his dreams reflected those thoughts. That is why he’s here, every morning, determined to try again. He wished he could fly carefree as the gulls did. But his own thoughts betrayed him, thinking, “I have no skills for flight or wings to skim the waves effortlessly, like the wind itself.” Charlie will try again and maybe this time – success.

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Prosery: Ada Limón

It was a little past midnight. She was watching him, the way his body moved, and wondered if an impromptu meeting would cause him to think badly of her. The morning came too quickly and sounds of their short affair were around, echoed in their brief passion. She tried to reach over and touch him again, but he was gone. She will always remember him and their love making.

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Pick 3 #4 This week’s new list

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:  WARRANT

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It used to be you could walk down the street and if you behaved yourself no one bothered you. You certainly were not handcuffed and thrown into a police car. Now you can be strolling with your children, maybe an infant in your arms, and can be accosted like that. The “authorities” dressed in jeans and a polo shirt, rags covering their faces and yelling get in the car. There is no uniform showing they are part of an authority’s office. And there’s no warrant!

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

“The serpent beasts rose up in the mist from the underworld.” That is how the old storytellers explained it. There were even books of maps showing the realms of monsters and saints. Their part of the world stood out as a bright emerald land where the voices of evil hoods were not tolerated. The old man continued his remembrance of years gone by.

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Wordle 706

I really don’t have a favorite place. Seems I’m not comfortable anywhere. But I do love sharing time with family.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 10, 2025