The Bag Lady

Christmas tree lights dimmed as the nurse opened the blinds. Sue preferred them closed. Sue was too tired, too discouraged by the latest diagnosis, to care about the life going on outside. Life plans were not a success. She turned away from the window, when she heard singing. No carols, please, she moaned. The tree lights suddenly brightened and the singing increased. Sue was about to ring for the nurse when she saw a specter, in angel disguise. Magically lifted to look back at her body in the bed, Sue fainted. The mystery of afterlife was about to be revealed.

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7 November 2025

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#Easy Peasy Writes – 11/5/2025

To DJT – “you can’t always get what you want”. Rolling Stones:

One-Liner Wednesday – This is why

Fire

Passion burning

Hidden coquettish ways

The flames turn blue, it’s time to act

A kiss

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Cinquain Poetry Prompt 25: FIRE is your inspiration.

blurred glass reflections

the memories distorted

first protect the heart

the simple mind’s intentions

revisiting cold actions

damage cracks the fragile glass

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Writing Prompts

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hold a leaf

the veil of veins shown

sun streaking

structure known

natural beauty mapping

mother nature’s work

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Shadorma, six lines, 3,5,3,3,7,5 syllables, unrhymed

#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 37, The Veil, 11/04/25

I am happy to announce my new creation

“the truth finder” will improve the nation.

Truth finder is standalone

An object that determines if someone

is telling the truth. It’s easily used

and very reliable.

its accuracy undeniable.

The bells and whistles that you see

On other models? on my invention, not seen.

The truth will out and them I don’t need

Simply place my truth finder

in front of a person you suspect lied

when it hears a lie, it will speak up when applied

I expect that there are many of you holding important jobs

such as representing your constituents in lobbying

This truth finder will come in handy

And hopefully up the ante on truth.

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Tuesday Poetics — Getting Crafty

Faith does not entitle anyone to impose cruelty, and injustice. Remember it is in our country’s history that through unjust ideas we earned rights and must be allowed to exercise them, even as we suffer a plague of insulting words or actions, even an arrest. With our unity comes strength, the escape to freedom.

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Wordle 730

Whirl, twirl, and dance about with your words. Swirl them together with a little dash of rhyme. Go out in nature and find us a whorl. Take a trip on the tilt-a-whirl, and surprise us. Make a wee whirligig of a phrase we’ve never seen before. Invite us to in for a swim in your whirlpool. Create a whirlwind, or write a poem of calm for this weary whirled. Or start Whirl War I with your words. 

Ready to give it a whirl? Here’s how to let your whirl unfurl: 
Just pen us a poem of precisely 44 words, not counting the title, and using some form of the word whirl. Post it on your own blog, and link up here using the Mr. Linky below. Then follow the whirlpool flow of poems across the web to leave a comment or two for some poetic friends. The Quadrille prompt is up all week, and multiple posts are welcome, so y’all whirl on back now, y’hear?

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Wanting, begging for a whirl
High school gym heard giddy girls
While standing alone on the side
No whirl for her, boys denied
Suddenly she heard a tune
Took her away into the room
The melody grabbed control
She was in a musical whorl.

Quadrille #235 Take Your Poem for a Whirl Around the Block 

Tonight I’m starting the third book in the Nick Mason series written by Steve Hamilton. I like Nick’s character and glad to see another thriller with him. The first book in the series intrigued me with the title: “The Second Life of Nick Mason”.

It’s Monday! What Are You Reading? (November 3, 2025) 📚📚