What a word with so many uses
Easy to write, accept no excuses
We could all use a little more green
Whether in your checkbook or planet earth’s scene
And then there’s the novice, said to be green
In factual matters he has not seen
Myself, I prefer the country to malls
Where greenery may be enjoyed by all.
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2020/03/12/rdp-thursday-green/
Isn’t it interesting how some unscrupulous radio and tv hosts bend the truth to blame Democrats, China or Mickey Mouse for attempting to destroy the US with COVID-19?
Guest for dinner, sort of a slob
Kids fascinated by the blob
Of food overrelished, mouth open wide
Children couldn’t believe their eyes
The oldest pipes up to my dread
“You must be really hungry!” he said
The guest must not have heard or ignored
As more helpings in cheeks he stored.
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True story, 🤪
https://chelseaannowens.com/2020/03/07/the-weekly-terrible-poetry-contest-3-7-3-13-2020/
Coffee for two
Excellent choice
Tea with sugar
I rejoice
Chocolate chips melt on my tongue
Remembering warm cookies when I was young
Lemons and oranges to brighten the taste
Not even rinds should go to waste
Gin with a twist either lemon or lime
When shopping is done, a drink sublime.
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https://dversepoets.com/2020/03/12/meet-the-bar-listen-to-lists/#comment-205075
If you are bored, can’t sleep, or just want something different, I offer old time radio shows I loved listening to as a kid.
One full broadcast:
Dangerous games being played
False information displayed
Not a simple game on a board
Chess with lives as people hoard
Panic seems to be the rule
Leader acts as always a fool
“The game is afoot” has been written
There’s no fun in this game submitted.
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https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2020/03/12/thursday-inspiration-47/#like-23617
Gold and silver splendor shown
A respite on the edge I’ve known
Evening comes in silhouettes
Unique sights one cannot forget
As slumber overtakes my vision
Observing nature a wise decision.
https://scvincent.com/2020/03/12/thursday-photo-prompt-lambent-writephoto/
Tuesday, and the home was all aflutter. Old men donning shirts and ties instead of the casual pajama outfits and the ladies, well, you would have to see it to believe it! Gowns from the fifties, sixties, extreme accessories of long stored heavy jewelry, and youth donned in white gogo boots. It was an exceptional sight.
Previously, the eccentricity of the nursing home residents had gone unnoticed, but a few young nurses decided it was time to spice things up, and the idea of a special evening was born. A disco ball hung above the banquet fare, now offering tasteful treats instead of the usual nondescript foods. Music blared and it seemed to rejuvenate old bones into dancing. The nurses stood on the sidelines smiling.
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https://aguycalledbloke.blog/2020/03/11/game-day-whats-your-story-then-3/
How do you define personal space? Anyone a little claustrophobic like me? It’s uncomfortable and even irritating when in line and someone keeps touching you, pushing a bit, and you know they are in a hurry or impatient to be in your space. Reminds me of that line from a movie, “I’m walking here!”
Ever get run into or heels run into by a shopping cart? Oh that’s a favorite.. .what I’d like to do is turn around and say back off but I don’t. It’s worse when they do not apologize. What is it with people these days?
And kids, whoa! Running, yelling, acting inappropriately in public? Parents ignoring them and not even close by in some cases. Where are the parents and what are they teaching their children, if anything?
Too familiar teachers, professors at schools and colleges and how is the “victim” supposed to react? Lose a needed grade, or worse? We used to tell our kids, keep your hands to yourself. I guess that doesn’t apply anymore. Courtesy and manners seem to be dwindling.
What about you? Do you like your space to be invaded or are you the invadee?🥴
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As a court reporter for the judge who mainly focuses on vice cases, I was familiar with women witnesses who charmed the jury.
A dribbling bit of saliva trickled down the chin of the prosecutor as he gazed upon the accused. Tasked with the cavil of outing her reputation, yet at the same time, has the cacoethes to prod her with accusations befitting an ordinary street walker. The stoic jury seemed unaware of his lascivious thoughts, as most concentrated on the more than quality view of her through the witness box.
The defense turned the leaf of his brief slowly, contemplating how he should bring them into the decision of declaring her innocent. As the prosecution pushed on, even though he was also eyeing the glassed box, he at last concluded his statements.
The accused was excused from the box and gave a wink to the men who were fascinated by her. Whatever the conclusion or verdict of this tawdry case, I feel she has won the day.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/03/09/wordle-180-2/
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