

Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge

September leaves us
Comes in autumn, call it fall
Frosty pumpkins, all
The favorite colored leaves
Drifting down from the roof’s eaves
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Squirrel’s Dilemma

Baby Abert Squirrel
Let me be candid, my name’s not Frank
In fact for most of us, names don’t rank
I’m comfortably ensconced up in this pine
I consider it a tax free home of mine
It’s only when park visitors come to call
I turn corybantic and run from them all.
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https://cyranny.com/2020/09/29/corybantic-word-of-the-day-challenge/#like-54931
https://fivedotoh.com/2020/09/29/fowc-with-fandango-ensconced/#like-47758
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/09/29/rdp-tuesday-tax/
Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge 9-29-20

The child sits in wonder, oblivious to the danger. Our job is protection–from predators certainly, and politics today, streaming violence and harsh words. Children are natural sponges, absorbing the world around them. Let’s make it a pleasant sea to swim.

https://godoggocafe.com/2020/09/29/tuesday-writing-prompt-challenge-tuesday-september-392020/
Sunday Photo Fiction 9-27-20

Another day of no one
Lockdown takes its toll
An empty bus of memories
And fun times it holds
I rest here on my way home
Breathing in nostalgia
While friends and family
Also remember gala.
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What do you see? 9-28-20

A brief softening
Nature’s treasure shared with me
A simple beauty
https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/09/28/what-do-you-see-49-28-september20/#like-34390
Ronovanwrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt 9-28-20

There is no calm here
A storm is just beginning
Rise and be heard, vote!
Doomed Future

The writing is on the wall
The imminent death of democracy
The purchase of integrity
The sellout of our representatives
The weakness of participants
The foul leaders win while
Hard fought truths lie here stagnant in a historical museum.
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https://fivedotoh.com/2020/09/28/fowc-with-fandango-imminent/#like-47756
https://cyranny.com/2020/09/28/purchase-word-of-the-day-challenge/#like-54915
MLMM Wordle 9-28-20

Only a souvenir of the brief Coup de Foudre, Joseph tucked the gold thumb ring back in the empty box. It did prove a sumptuous reminder of a crisp autumn evening’s romance. If only it was not the renaissance and a meld of two gentlemen would go unnoticed, but it wasn’t.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/09/28/wordle-208-2/#like-20660
I Am Allergic (faked uncontrollable sneezing)

It was not intended as hypocrisy, simply a foil to avoid another lunch with Miss Fox at her cottage by the lake. He had sadly tried not being a liar, perpetrating a hoax to mislead her trust, but it couldn’t be helped. Why? Because he was attracted to her, but the hateful cat who refused to leave her side was annoying and threatening.
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