Cyranny’s 1MinFiction – Gobbles

It seemed like an ordinary day, just dressing to grocery shop, take out the trash and even looked sunny! I opened the door. Cars parked, not unusual, the yard across the street with its odd shrubs and trees, but then I looked up. The gobbles were coming!

***

(When my oldest granddaughter hated being strapped in a car seat she would throw a screaming fit. Her dad stopped it by telling her to look out the window to the dark gray clouds, telling her they were the gobbles and if she wasn’t good…it only took a crack in her window and she’d settle down.)

***

https://cyranny.com/2021/02/17/february-17th-1minfiction-challenge/?like_actor=102337606&like_hmac=b4423f47fd90ded25970b6271396b527&postid=56773&like=1&source=sub_email

dVerse Poets – Colors

***

I am red.

I am the color of soft satin sheets of seduction.

I am the prominent color of a hot summer morning sunrise.

I am the beauty of a single perfect rose.

I am the red hot chili pepper spice in your food.

I am the mouthwatering sweet flesh of fresh fruits.

I am the six inch stilettos worn by a female impersonator.

I am the flame that burns too hot.

I am the dark sticky residue sprawled on the street after Jack the Ripper’s work.

***

https://dversepoets.com/2021/02/16/poetics-true-colours/#like-21350

Tuesday Story

I’m excited to go. Last time she went on vacation to the mountains I was small and I loved it. You stayed at the vet, remember?

Uh, no, she’s taking me this time, you are the one staying at the vet! She has a surprise for you, but don’t worry, you’ll feel much better soon. Heh heh.

***

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2021/02/16/tuesday-story-11/?like_actor=102337606&like_hmac=b96f010280ba9c7c12ee7f287e90018b&postid=28296&like=1&source=sub_email

Books!

Time was short and I didn’t want to be late. I gathered my book bag, my cell and my umbrella, just in case, because it was going to be a wonderfully long day with the club. It had been a while since we had gathered for an outing like this and I wanted to be prepared for anything.

Just thinking of visiting the original book store on Baker Street with the vellichor atmosphere surround, caused a smile on my face. The club had managed to secure a private session with the first owner’s grandson to give us a tour.

We were all looking forward to it except one odd member we knew would not attend. She preferred pristine hardback copies of our club choices, straight off the press and would repudiate any volumes in this store. Most of us bibliophiles loved the musty smells of leather bindings and parchment of ancient first editions, but never Michelle. She thought them laden with germs, however she did love to read and was welcomed in our club.

***

https://cyranny.com/2021/02/16/vellichor-word-of-the-day-challenge/#like-56763

https://fivedotoh.com/2021/02/16/fowc-with-fandango-repudiate/

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2021/02/15/club/#like-2356