Lover’s Lament

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This week’s prompts are:

  1. she’s drinking champagne
  2. spilling whisky
  3. I gotta go

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I’m feeling sad, eyes are misty

Him holding her and spilling whiskey

She’s drinking champagne

And I’m feeling the pain

I still love her but she’s with him

I don’t know what she sees in Jim

He’s big and burly

Hairy and surly

I can’t see the appeal

But guess it’s a done deal

Then I spy the rings

That really stings

I gotta go, maybe tomorrow

I’ll try to forget this hurt and sorrow.

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OLWG# 380- Gambler’s Gimlet

The Sunday Whirl – A Dare

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A glossy feathered raven’s words from blackened branches blew across our ears, sending chills we could feel in our bones. Stranger still, a slight scratch on the tilted grave stone never ceased. We could keep venturing further into the graveyard or run…we ran!

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Wordle 669

The Neighbor

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Joe looked around his tool shed and spied the drill, and all those lovely bits…he didn’t usually choose an act of revenge but he was at his wits’ end! The neighbor’s dog Sparky barked at everyone who passed his yard, whether in or out of the house. Joe was tired of it. He had talked to the neighbor about the dog’s constant barking and others did too and nothing changed. Joe couldn’t sleep thinking of what he could do to stop it.
Well of course he could harness the dog and drill it to death, but that would cause a bloody mess, and against his good nature, or he could build a cage with these tools and secret the dog away to another county. Yes, that would work.
Joe got busy building a cage and made sure he drilled a few air holes. He didn’t want to kill the dog, just get rid of him. After he finished the box, he went to the grocery and bought beef jerky, the really smelly kind and lined the cage to lure the dog. He dug a hole under the fence in the back, not visible to anyone, under a bush and set the cage. It didn’t take long before ol’ Sparky was inside the box and the trap door edge shut down immediately. Joe gathered it up quickly and put it in his trunk. He was off on a long road trip to leave the dog.
It was blissfully quiet for two weeks and all the neighbors sighed with relief. Of course Sparky’s owner was curious as to what happened to his dog but didn’t say a thing to his neighbors. Secretly, he was tired of the dog too.

Sparky was found by a farmer and trained him to guard his sheep, and lived a happy life.
“All’s well that ends well…”

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No Theme Thursday: 08.22.24

MLMM Sunday

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This Sunday, I would like you to create about what August means to you. Please feel free to create in media that inspires you. Likewise, please feel free to share previously created work that touches on this topic.

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This year we have had a hard rain and thunderstorm almost every day this month, quite unusual for our area.

surprising downpour
stripping stems of their beauty
petals float away
perhaps a child will catch them
smile and relish in nature

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Sunday Confessionals : Augustine

SoCS 8-24-24

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Haptic as in touch controls on my phone. I never mastered this and even using a fingerprint takes forever…in my opinion. I am an impatient person, that’s probably why my writings are short – back to the fingerprint touch – it says your touch is too light, or too hard and getting the edges is a pita! And swiping and others also a pain. So haptic? Didactic.
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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 24, 2024