ferry me away

on fantasy wings of blue

to where my dreams soar

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https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2021/09/17/pcf4-lavender-moon/#like-34395

Unsure of my destination

In this divided nation

Accept me for who I am

I’m not a sacrificial lamb

Look with an opened lens

Why can’t we be friends?

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https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2021/09/16/floating/#like-2877

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An autumn rally of the bourgeoisie

All expecting immunity

After a speaker of insanity

Thinks he talks with probity

Laws insist we let this course

Play out, expecting no remorse.

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😳And while we’re at it, why not do this🤯:

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2021/09/17/rdp-friday-autumn/

https://fivedotoh.com/2021/09/17/fowc-with-fandango-course/#like-61771

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2021/09/17/your-daily-word-prompt-probity-ydwordprompt-september-17-2021/#like-5309

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2021/09/16/speaker/#like-2876

https://cyranny.com/2021/09/17/bourgeoisie-word-of-the-day-challenge/#like-59617

How I wished for the rose bouquet

Any old or special day

Hastily picked wildflowers would do

Anything presented, gifted from you

Alas, my shining armored knight

Never had that thought in mind.

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https://amanpan.com/2021/09/16/eugis-weekly-prompt-bouquet-sept-16-2021/

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Note: I wonder if this sight will give pause to the non-masked attendees at tomorrow’s rally–probably not.

https://www.npr.org/2021/09/16/1037832909/nicki-minaj-covid-vaccine-side-effects-white-house?utm_source=npr_newsletter&utm_medium=email&utm_content=20210917&utm_term=5769952&utm_campaign=news&utm_id=54084281&orgid=1417&utm_att1=

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Month of Mini Writing Challenges 16

September 16.  Write a poem on the theme of echo, any length.

She hollered “hello”

In the mountains hollow

Was answered in kind

As her echo did find

Wanted the earth to hear her plea

An answer to why there was no peace

The mountains were silent, no answer here

She asked again, in absence of fear

“Why” she repeats as the echo rings

“Why no peace in everything?”

She stared at the skyline so blue

The answer came “It’s up to you”

http://sammiscribbles.com/2017/09/16/month-of-mini-writing-challenges-2017-day-16/

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https://fivedotoh.com/2021/09/17/fandangos-flashback-friday-september-17th/#like-61773

Living alone definitely has some advantages. I was thinking this today as I drank straight out of the orange juice bottle in my fridge. There are more:

1. Not having to close the bathroom door when taking a shower or shaving or—

2. Not sharing the remote, watching anything anytime you want

3. Eating any time of day, no three meals a day

4. Singing, dancing or listening to any music with no complaint

5. Small loads of laundry, small electric and water and grocery bills

6. Waking and sleeping on my own schedule

7. Room temperature control

Then of course the disadvantages:

1. Always showering alone😳

2. No interesting conversations about a movie or tv show while watching

3. No sharing meals

4. I don’t dance anymore and I never could sing

No disadvantage on 5 or 7.

6. I won’t expand on this😅

What are yours?🧐🤓

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https://rugby843.blog

https://cyranny.com/2021/09/15/september-15th-1minfiction-challenge/#like-59593

In 1972 we moved from Houston, Texas to Colorado. Our three kids had never seen snow and it just happened to end up being one of the worst storms in history after we moved in. Our daughter was one and she and I got the flu. I remember trying to eat a fast food hamburger when trying to get everyone settled, and could not. Naturally our first shopping trip was for cold weather jackets, boots, mittens etc. This was a climate change for us but we loved it after we were settled.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2021/09/16/tale-weaver-16-09-21-climate-change/

When she stepped into the barroom

He felt that old desire

What he thought he had forgotten-

Embers of their fire

She only glanced around the tables

Didn’t know he would be there

It was only when she saw him

Remembered how she cared

Life had come between them

Separation by their pasts

Sad desolation caused them not to last.

Cruelty of circumstance, and

Tragedy would have its dance,

Couldn’t overcome it, were given no last chance.

He picked up the bottle, leaving memories behind

Didn’t try to speak to her, thinking it more kind.

She pretended not to see him

But her heart was well aware

She wouldn’t let him see any feeling she might care.

Love and life sometimes, is not that pictured book

She turned and left hurriedly, without a second look.

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