TLT/ Only 100 Words

He sat up quickly from the silent dark rowboat, careful not to be seen by the harbor patrol—if they really were harbor patrol, and not the aliens he suspected. “Can you see it Helen? It’s a giant fish! I think it’s their ship in disguise!” Helen looked again taking in the big picture, “yes, I do see it Harry!”

https://sonyca.wordpress.com/2023/02/16/tlt-16-feb-2023/

Rory’s Morning Dawdler

1. Definitely a sugaring red maple! There’s nothing like when I was a child dipping into the bucket of tree sap or smelling a vat of it being boiled down into syrup.

2. Weapon 1 – shooting staples Weapon 2 – hitting or throwing it 3 – door jamming 4 – leveler for shelving 5 – paper weight.

3. Definitely verbal please and thank you’s plus monetary
4. Both, now that I’m addicted, but I can always write on my own

https://earthlycomforts.uk/2023/02/15/a-wild-aloha-to-you-18/

Close Encounter

Thought it could be finer,

the diner

slightly burnished 

leather booth furnished.

He grabbed a chair,

sitting there.

Until the waitress 

until… Beatrice.

She moved with grace

curly hair framed her face,

oddly mesmerized  

in big brown eyes,

beautiful girl

pink bow in the curls.

She surveyed his tenue

offered a menu, 

he could not think,

ordered a drink 

barely noticing the fare 

on printed paper there. 

Fumbled for some water

she, very close by, offered

My name is Beatrice 

I’ll be your waitress. 

What can I do for you?

glancing up at her

spoke with a stutter

 I, I, I, 

Beatrice smiled. 

He was beguiled. 

We have some specials, 

fresh caught mussels. 

Thought her eyes were dancing

thought about advancing 

He heard her then.

being close to her.

Like a light

his very sight 

his mind a blur 

looking at her.

Ordered a dish

but the real wish

was the waitress,

Beatrice.

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