Wednesday Hodgepodge

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What’s something that scares you? Not much, but coming up a cancer check is always nerve wracking.

Do you care where the food you eat comes from? To what degree? I do, I buy organic when I can and anything I need with the least packaging, but unless you are a farmer you do not have much choice.

What’s something you wish you’d spent more time doing when you were younger? Not following the rules.

Let’s play autumn this or that….pumpkin spice or apple cider? Corn maze or haunted house? Horror film or Hallmark movie? Blanket or sweatshirt? Watch football or watch the World Series? Foliage-red, yellow or orange? Apple cider, neither, neither, blanket, World Series, all three, but maple reds are gorgeous.

This time last year where were you and what were you doing? Same place but witnessing a granddaughter’s wedding in English, later ceremony officially in Spanish.

October is already producing cool breezes and foggy mornings, winter will be here in Cheyenne shortly.

Happy Autumn🎃

http://astridetal.com/2023/10/04/the-wednesday-hodgepodge-october-4-2023/

Fandango’s Story Starter

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

I had just finished putting the last of my books in the trunk when…the doorbell rang. It was her. Of course it was, coming by at the last minute to apologize. As if she could ever say she was sorry enough! I was done, leaving, it was over. I opened the door to receive a cardboard box hit me in the face. Falling back I heard her say, “don’t think you’re leaving your stinky gym crap with me!” She stomped back to her car. My only regret is the bloody nose she gave me.

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http://fivedotoh.com/2023/10/03/fandangos-story-starter-117/

dVerse Poetics

Your challenge today is to read three poems by dead poets and respond to ONE of them in your own way. I chose:

When I’m among a Blaze of Lights

When I’m among a blaze of lights, 

With tawdry music and cigars 

And women dawdling through delights, 

And officers in cocktail bars, 

Sometimes I think of garden nights 

And elm trees nodding at the stars. 

I dream of a small firelit room 

With yellow candles burning straight, 

And glowing pictures in the gloom, 

And kindly books that hold me late. 

Of things like these I choose to think 

When I can never be alone: 

Then someone says ‘Another drink?’ 

And turns my living heart to stone.

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Missing home, sadness creeps. Uncertainty looms in surroundings, masking fear of what lies ahead when once again called to board a truck full of mates, traveling to another battlefield.

Bright lights and liquored drink dull thoughts of future horrors and horrors left behind.

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http://dversepoets.com/2023/10/03/poetics-dead-poets-society/

W3 – Harvest

Suzette’s prompt guideline:Compose a poem on the theme of:What ‘harvest’ means to you.

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Not your regular harvest

Ladies who don’t sit and rest

They dive for treasure

Which is in over measure

Seemingly having a blast

Removing underwater trash

They remove their finds

Rewarded in kind

By water creatures mostly unseen

That enjoy their environment now cleaned.

https://www.capeandislands.org/local-news/2022-08-02/old-ladies-dive-into-cape-ponds-seeking-trash-emerge-triumphant

http://skepticskaddish.com/2023/10/04/w3-prompt-75-weave-written-weekly/

Twenty Words Tuesday – Mellow

Write an exactly 20-word story using the prompt. The idea is to whip up a story instantaneously.
Pingback your story to this post, so that everyone can read your take.
Use the banner given above and the tag- TWT on your post, to help locate the story in WP reader.
Bookish Bubble will mention its favorite story of the lot in the subsequent week’s issue.
Also, feel free to leave a random word in the comments for the next week’s prompt

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Relaxed shoulders, rolled neck, calmed mind—prepared for the head coach. Recruited senior quarterback, Joe was primed for the meet.

Suggested word: knight

Twenty Words Tuesday – Week 7

dVerse Poets Quadrille

dVersepoetic form of just 44 words (not counting the title) and includes one word the host provides to you, brush.

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Hard bristled, stiff
Or soft from a sable marten’s tail
Silky, delicate used to paint
Tiny facial features in a portrait.
Brushes are useful tools, also
Your mind brushes bad memories
Keeping feelings in a weathered bin
Rarely opened, often in a sleepless night.

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https://dversepoets.com/