NTT – Just the Facts Ma’am

Joe stopped for a smoke while thinking over what to do next. He knew Mrs. Jones was guilty but needed more to prove it. She taunted him with her curvy come hither gaze when he first met her. The crime was murder, and she thought her sorrowful demeanor would fool the police. Her special attention paid to him as lead detective on the case, didn’t fool Joe at all. He just needed one more piece of evidence to arrest her. He thought she might break down in interrogation and wanted her to confess. She was clever and conniving, thinking she could influence him with her feminine wiles. Of course Joe was no fool and knew exactly how she was trying to play him. If he had a nickel…he thought and smiled in spite of himself. He’d break her in the end, it’s just the end wasn’t coming quick enough. He could hold her on a few things he’d discovered already, but only a few hours. She had money and high priced suits at her beck and call. Joe decided to knock on her neighbor’s doors and see if he could find something new. Fortunately, there was old Mrs. Busybody who lived across the street. She knew everyone and every happening that went on. She had seen Mrs. Jones sneaking into her garage with a friend the night of the murder. They drove away in a strange car and Mrs. B wrote down the license plate number. After Joe listened to another long narrative of unrelated gossip, he went to his office and found the car’s owner. It was the last piece of the puzzle and Mrs. Jones and her accomplice were arrested. Case closed.

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No Theme Thursday: 05/23/24

RDP: Twinkling

Sitting on my window chair

There you are, I see you there

Pardon, while I have to stare

I’ll make a wish if I dare

You shine and twinkle so

I know it’s just reflected glow

Trivial facts I choose not to think

When watching as you choose to wink

You reign as one of many seen

A sky full of beautiful sheen

So far away from my window seat

I realize we’ll never meet

But I wish on you all the same

And your sparkling I’ll acclaim

For there’s no need to be shy

In awesomeness of a night sky.

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RDP Wednesday – TWINKLING

W3 – Dancing

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Slip into my forward glide

Keep me close to your side

Let our bodies sway as one

The music makes us come undone

Touch my cheek, I caress yours

Bodies together like this for hours

Dance with me till dusk turns dawn

All boundaries now withdrawn

Music transforms our inner coil

Bodies flowing smooth, like oil

Moving fluidly, our posture twinned

Nothing between, to each other pinned

Gliding across the polished floor

Is it only a dance or something more?

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W3 Prompt #108: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Ovi Poetry – Dance

The Ovi are in general, lyrical folk songs expressing love, social irony, and heroic events. They are written in the following scheme.

4 line stanzas, as few as one stanza and up to as many as you like.

8 syllables or less per line

Rhyming is AAAb. The second stanza would be CCCd. The third, EEEf. And so on. Meaning nothing in one stanza must rhyme with anything in the previous stanza. The fourth line does not rhyme.

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the tango’s early days discreet
closeness always, even their feet
later versions were more complete
erotic sensual emotions on display
dancing first in depressed lodging
evolved into a sensual “dodging”
seen often with bodies shocking
never a more heated dance display

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Ovi Poetry Challenge 49: DANCE is your inspiration.

The Writer’s Workshop

I chose number 3: If you could take a one-month trip anywhere in the world and money were not a consideration, where would you go and what would you do?

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I would take a trip to the south of France. My middle son and his wife live in southern France, revamping an ancient home, with out buildings and unkempt acreage. They “escaped” the rat race of Denver to make a self sufficient home in a small village in France. They are working nonstop to make a success for a sustaining garden and even planted fruit trees and have some chickens. It’s been quite the learning experience for both of them. My son’s worst struggle is learning to be fluent in French☺️.

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Writer’s Workshop Prompts for May 23, 2024

Fandango’s Story Starter

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

Arlene panicked when she realized she had sent the text to her boss, rather than to her boyfriend.

It could have been one of those boring texts she usually sends, “how’s it going, buddy?” But no. It had been a wonderful romantic evening and she wanted her boyfriend to know how much she looked forward to seeing him this next night. The text she supposedly sent to him started with, “hey sexy, how about cooking up another hot date tonight? You know my favorite meal XXX!” Arlene knew she had to talk to her boss right away to explain, but was shocked when she was summoned to his office. There he was, dressed only in a file folder and a big smile.

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Fandango’s Story Starter #150