Six Sentence Story

Hands tighten in a white knuckled fist. He reaches out, holds my wrist. I let him in, giving in. He stands, always with that ridiculous grin. My hands unclench, and my betrayal sigh sneaks out. It seems with him I can’t be without.

Word Craft Poetry

💐 This week, using the painting as your inspiration, please write either a syllabic poetry form or a freestyle poem, including a syllabic form (both on the same post). 💐

art in my skewed view

dotted paints spread all around

his scene created

though critics may stare fondly

I prefer art more defined


Simply Six Minutes – Whew!

“I told you it would work! Can you believe it?” Joe was dancing around on the grassy meadow as he and Mike watched the mechanical bird soar higher and higher.

“How high you think it’ll go? asked Mike, who had been dubious about the success of this project from the start.

“Geez, I don’t know. I never thought it would actually fly!” Then Joe began to worry because the bird kept reaching further up in the sky. “Oh my god, I never thought it might go that high! What if a plane collided with it? What if it gets caught in an engine and causes a crash?”

The two boys’ faces turned white and they hightailed it out of the meadow, got on their bikes and headed home. Their parents thought it strange they listened to the news that night and even read the next morning’s paper. At school, they avoided each other but no bad news had been reported.

Batter Up!

The sun in the equinox shone bright on the pitcher’s new uniform. He was undecided about how the vivid woodpecker colors looked, but knew they were good for tv cameras. And having a woodpecker on a branch as a symbol? Well maybe it wouldn’t live up to the animated cartoon character, but decided to see it as a strong determined icon. He couldn’t prolong the new look’s debut any longer, so organized himself, took off the hooded sweatshirt, and decided to stride out to the pitcher’s mound, showing pride as he acquainted himself with a new batter.


Movie Night – “The Tender Bar”

In 1972, 9-year-old J.R. Maguire moves into his grandfather’s dilapidated house in Long Island, N.Y. Searching for a father figure, he falls under the unconventional tutelage of his uncle Charlie, a charismatic. self-educated bartender who introduces him to a handful of the bar’s colorful regulars. As the years pass and J.R. grows into a young man, he tries to fulfill his dream of becoming a writer.

SYW 3-20-23

USA Today

Here are your questions for this week:

1. Do you use an ‘air freshener’ in your home/car/office? (solid, gel, spray, pot pourri, etc). I use a bath and body plug in in the bathroom but the scent is very light.

2. How often do you clean the oven or microwave? It depends if something splatters, but I usually just cover everything.

3. Do you use a fabric conditioner in your laundry and/or fragranced tumble drier sheets? I use detergent and dryer sheets that are clear and free, no scents.

4. If you have the choice, do you prefer to get your laundry dry outside on a line or use a tumble drier? I would but not possible any more. Funny story: when first married I was determined to do everything “right”. We lived in an apartment complex in Houston TX. I bet the neighbors thought I was crazy when I attempted to hang out my laundry in provided lines in the parking lot. They clothes never dried and had to be rewashed due to polluted air in the area.🙄

Gratitude: As always love of family and my granddaughter’s safe air travels.