The Bag Lady

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reality never appealed to me, especially spoken

preferring the fantasy of soulmates love, what we thought we shared

true vision is now my choice, a worn out heart surviving

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http://ronovanwrites.com/2022/06/15/ronovan-writes-sijo-wednesday-poetry-challenge-14-use-reality-as-your-inspiration-this-week/

detached memory from childhood seems to drift by my vision too fleet of foot

I try grabbing it with my mind but it’s too fast, only seen for a second

more and more I fear this happening, and what can I do to stop it…

why can’t I take hold and keep it forever?

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http://godoggocafe.com/2022/06/14/tuesday-writing-prompt-challenge-tuesday-june-14-2022/

http://lindaghill.com/2022/06/15/one-liner-wednesday-one-of-those-days-3/

who can decide it

rare beauty seen by their eyes

you may think—not rare

every newborn holds some charm

but grandmothers see much more

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all the calories in this beautifully crafted decadent chocolate extravaganza cake were nonexistent! How could it be I thought—it looks delicious, and as my mouth started watering; as I thought of how many years I had not indulged in such a treat. The chef/baker guaranteed that it was calorie free and I couldn’t resist. I held out my plate for a slice and just as I touched my fork to the fudgey concoction, I woke up.

http://fivedotoh.com/2022/06/14/fandangos-story-starter-50/

sunbeams guide the buds

green slip of leaf is seen first

pink petals are next

http://ronovanwrites.com/2022/06/13/ronovan-writes-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-414-guide-and-slip/

http://fivedotoh.com/2022/06/13/fandangos-flash-fiction-challenge-173/

“No surprise, he was just an oddball,” was the rumor going around campus. “That’s why he did it, thought he was better than us—he’d never make it in the real world.” This was the decided explanation for why Joe Smith, early childhood diagnosis with a stroke of genius, took a fatal ride into the sea on a bleak Sunday evening. Joe thought he had no choice; he never fit in, no matter how hard he tried; he didn’t make friends and felt uneasy in groups. Joe was different in many ways and no one around him took time to know him or tried to make it easier for him. It was simpler to shun him with ridicule and remain in the popular crowd.

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https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2022/06/12/sundays-six-sentence-story-word-prompt-216/

I could never feign the thirst of stories of my past, never be apart from them. You would think I would run out of breath to share them, that first roots would eventually be forgotten or discarded, and roads leading to the future prevail. I could try to deny those thoughts as easily as I could reach into the sky’s chain of stars and pluck one for my own.

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https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2022/06/12/wordle-556/

The nearest thing to me right now that could qualify as a picture is this clipboard of scratched out prompt words🙄😳. Exciting isn’t it?🙄.

It’s 90 degrees here and my son in law and fam are packing up my granddaughter’s Uhaul for a cross country trip beginning tomorrow. She will be starting her three year residency in PA next week. A happy sad occasion since we are very proud, but will miss her.🥰

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https://lindaghill.com/2022/06/10/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-june-11-2022/