SoCS – May 27, 2017

Good day 🤠! I had to revamp my blog design because mine was “retired”!  And I thought I was old!  But my problem is the pink background, can’t seem to get it light enough or the right shade for my new dragonfly pic.  So, suggestions welcome, vote in the comments, please.  Is it too dark or just plain awful?  

Smell is the Prompt this day from lindaghill.com who is kind enough to provide this Stream of Consciousness Saturday feature which is no hill for my step because that’s the way I always write.  Straight from my warped mind to the blog.  Anyway, back to the Prompt.  

Living in an apartment entertains in many ways.  One is aromas.  I say aromas instead of smells, because I love the wafting bacon, cinnamon roll, chocolate chip cookie, brownies baking; or spaghetti, barbecue, roast beef and fried chicken odors that drift around at this time of open windows.

Have a great Saturday, long weekend and remember to Go Silent at 3:00pmET, on Memorial Day, Monday in the USA🤗



http://lindaghill.com/2017/05/26/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-2717/

Tale Weaver – Privacy

Dear Joey,

I am here at the park.  You know I have to come here so we can write to each other in private.  What a great invention, the Messenger, Twitter private messaging, all of them.  We can write silently or even video each other, but here in the park I can do both without interruption, or prying eyes.  No one to hear us except for the ducks, and I think they’re busy being interested in each other.  It is spring after all, when all creatures turn their thoughts to love. . . even us.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/05/25/tale-weaver-no-122-1617-the-park/

Tale Weaver – Mirror Mirror

Reverse – Naughty Fairytales -Mirror Mirror


Queen:  Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?
Mirror:  Oh, my queen, of course YOU are the fairest in the land. Am I to be locked in here forever?
Q:  Not now, what of Snow White?
M:  Well, may I be blunt?
Q:  Yes, yes, tell the truth!
M: As you wish, my queen.  My knowledge knows no bounds and you shall have the truth — Snow White is no more, she is now Prince Charming’s wife, living happily ever after, and…….
Q:  Yes, yes, enough! My stupid plan failed.  Thanks for reminding me! But I’m still the fairest in the land, right?

M:  Come close, my queen, closer, look into me closely.
The queen stepped as close as she could.  Suddenly the mirror transformed into a being with arms and pulled the queen inside.  Now the queen was trapped inside the mirror and the being stood outside.

Being: Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the smartest one of all?

 

 

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/05/25/tale-weaver-121-25-05-17-reversenaughty-fairy-tales/

#writephoto-Derelict


#writephoto – Derelict

Derelict you say.  I guess that you may be right, in some respects. Of course it is my home and I am perfectly satisfied with it.  I need no roof or door to protect me.  The earthly elements do not affect me.  I do not need space around me to be comfortable, therefore in a few centuries when the earth covers this old home, I’ll still reside in this space, at times.

I suppose you’ve guessed by now that I am not human anymore, only an ethereal being now.  There were days of being flesh and blood, but that was when this home was new, fresh from my brother and me building it.  It has been changed a few times, new roof tiles, new trees and plants.  The main structure still stands which we built, stone by stone.

This is not a sad story, for much happiness and joy filled these walls, by me and generations after me.  Please visit as you like, and play in the ruins, pretending to live the life I lived.

https://scvincent.com/2017/05/25/thursday-photo-prompt-derelict-writephoto/

Daily Prompt : Survive

                                            

Survive



I buzzed around

Until I found

This delightful looking web

I didn’t know

I’d stick there so

Enjoying its flow and ebb

A delicate sight

Shiny delight

I couldn’t resist

But was suddenly kissed

When fangs arrived

I didn’t survive.

As I wrote this, looked for pictures, I was admiring these webs.  Then I went into my bathroom which I cleaned and mopped today to discover a huge black spider in the corner.  So much for admiration.  I grabbed the Clorox cleaner and sprayed the crap out of him!  Then that didn’t stop him, he put out one leg at a time from the foam.  I grabbed the toilet tissue and covered him, then my elongated grabbers, picked him up, and flushed him.  A woman alone has to be fierce!😡🤓😎🤠😂

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/survive/

Soulmates

I couldn’t sleep

I turned and fluffed the pillow, again.

Of course I was thinking of you.

I wanted to write what I felt

How much I needed you at that moment

Every night the same longing for you

Wishing you were here.

 

 

I stretched out my arm to feel

An empty space, cool to the touch

The absence I want you to fill.

 

 

Too far, much too far apart

For a midnight rendezvous

We have to imagine, instead

Of being together, holding tight.

 

 

I finally slept only to wake and see your morning greeting.

The moment I needed you most you had sent a message.

Connecting minds, not bodies, was the result this night.

 

 

 

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Three Line Tales – Where’s my head?

Where’s My Head?
“I know it’s around here somewhere. I was just walking along, minding my own business, and thwack! Some little kid throws a snowball right at my head!”

“What were you wearing? Were you wearing your glasses at the time? Or that ridiculous headband you think you need at the gym, even though you don’t sweat?”  

“Well I like to look good, you know, cool! Besides there’s a new cutie there. Her name is Thumbelina and she’s just my size!” The two kept rummaging around in the box, finally found a perfect head. . .slightly used but more handsome than the original.

https://only100words.xyz/2017/05/25/three-line-tales-week-69/

FFFPP – 22 – The Firefighter

The Firefighter
A young man, grown with some adversity on his shoulders, decided early on what he wanted in life. Helping others was his priority and he started out as a lifeguard; teaching swimming to little ones, reassuring them he would hold on to them, making them feel safe. Coaching his favorite sport, soccer, also to tiny teams, further explains his personality. Patience is a key virtue in these endeavors. 

After high school, he entered college and took a teaching job on the side. Not a usual student counselor experience, but dealing with mentally challenged children. Some of who asked the same question of him every day and he was always patient enough to answer. There were children who had to be held tightly to minimize harm to themselves, or others, and they all received the same compassion from this teacher.

I’m sure it’s not surprising to anyone that his ultimate goal resulted in him becoming a firefighter. The type of person who becomes a professional firefighter has a different personality than most. They put others before themselves in all ways. This takes depth of knowledge, and not just physical strength, but mental fortitude.

https://flashfictionforthepracticalpractitioner.wordpress.com/2017/05/24/flash-fiction-for-the-purposeful-practitioner-2017-week-22/