The Bag Lady

There were always some thirsty souls roaming in and out of Armando’s Market. It was a neighborhood staple, but some daring tweeners decided to try to steal a couple of cold ones. They snuck into the hall to the bathroom just when a canine officer with his police dog walked in, also looking for a drink. The owner, Armando, motioned for the officer to come near. “I have a couple of sneaky Pete’s in the hallway, mind checking them out?” Officer James sent his trainee dog into the hall. After a minute or two the dog walked out. “Huh?” Armando queried. The boys had given the thirsty dog a few drinks of the cold beer. When he returned to his trainer, the boys skipped out the back.

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This week’s prompts are:

thirsty souls

police dog

Armando’s Market

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OLWG# 389- Haibun, Arequipa

With Halloween this week, I thought I’d try a different approach.
Looking forward to reading your responses to these questions this week:

1.   How would you describe a wicked witch? A witch that casts horrible sickening spells.

2.  What would scare you most, a ghost or a headless horseman? Definitely a ghost.

3.  If you were attending a Halloween themed fancy dress party, what would you go as? Oh that would be fun. Back in the 70s we hosted a Halloween party and we dressed as flower children.

4.  Do you have many Trick or Treat visitors on October 31st? Since I moved into an apartment, none. It’s very disappointing, because I always loved it. When all types of costumes came up to the door.

For readers who do not recognise Halloween in their country, is there a tradition where children dress up other than weddings or birthday parties?

Gratitude: I am grateful I finally went to the doc. Symptoms led to a blood clot in the leg I broke on 3/25. Luckily I did!

Have you ever had a rough morning where you needed a laugh, wishing you had some cinnamon stick tea, water brewing over a hot flame? Then you pour it out, stir it up take a sip and get a shock. It is bitter and sour. Suddenly there’s a knock on the door and who should it be, but the cat in the hat! “Oh my dear, you need some cheer! Discard the tea and come with me. Let’s have a lark, we’ll go to the park. How fun it will be just you and me. We will play seek and hide, fly down the slide and anything else you prefer, this morning will just be a blur.”

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MLMM Monday Wordle #396

Everyone liked going to swim

Everyone of course except Jim

The thought made him frown

Because he once drowned

Now it’s inner-tube time for him.

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Laughing Along With A Limerick

He lures, assures, then defers, the promise
Resolute to convolute, he acts cute
She is shy, believes the lie of this fake Adonis
Always playing girls, is his repute
She wants the dream, thinks he’s the cream
Believes his scheme, but now he’s downstream.

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** I shouldn’t have tried to make a poem out of this. It didn’t work.

Time for a 44-word poem!

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Through the ghoulish night, the wind spins a wicked spell. Unable to sleep, Sara feels a spirit as it begins to stir. She rises, almost unwillingly, her body moves, she seems wrapped in a blanket. “What tricks of the mind are doing this? I’ve never believed in ghosts, yet here I am, transported to the graveyard.” She seemed unable to speak or cry for help, as her bare feet were now set upon the freezing ground. The steps of a mausoleum were covered in dead weeds and spider webs. Sara was horribly afraid of spiders and shivered as she saw some moving. Unable to control her movements, she was transferred into the crypt.

Sara knew that buried within this hollowed tomb was the body of a distant relative who used to live in Sara’s house. It was rumored in family stories that Agatha had been a witch. It was never proven, and she was drowned by the township elders. Sara suddenly realized this might have been the date of Agatha’s drowning.

When she entered the crypt, a light shown her the casket in the room. Sara walked up and put a hand on Agatha’s coffer. Curiously, Sara felt a sadness, and thought she heard a sigh. She weirdly felt sorrow for Agatha, not really believing the old stories handed down in family gatherings.

The light went out, darkness surrounded her and Sara was able to move on her own. She turned and fled the burial chamber and when outside saw the sun was about to rise. In an instant she was relieved and felt the blanket around her, but her feet still felt the cold. She ran over the grassy mounds and into her house. Sara was certainly confused as to how she found herself outside in the old graveyard which bordered her yard, but decided she would try to find out what really happened to Agatha, and if she was dreaming or were ghosts or spirits real?

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Wordle 678

Cellpic Sunday – Barcelona at Night

Frustration grows

As “hold” music flows

Tapping my fingers now, growing impatient

The helper person seems complacent

The spiel of thank you for being a customer, blah, blah, blah

Already heard five times, it’s beginning to gnaw

I can’t understand the accent too thick

Companies hiring these people I think is a trick

The institutions hire, probably to irritate

So you finally hang up nothing solved while you wait

Is it a ploy by these institutions

That way they don’t need to provide solutions

Frustrated people asking again to repeat

The helper person polite but can’t speak

In any understandable speech

Why have a job, answering phones, I implore

Why not just work in the actual store?

Is it purposeful to hire them just to frustrate

So companies don’t have to reciprocate

When they overcharge or make a mistake

Is it their game so you to hang up, deflate?

Then the company can sit back and relax

They don’t have to deal with you, overtaxed

You finally hangup with no problem solved

So tired and frustrated and nothing’s resolved. 

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No Theme Thursday: 10.24.24