FFFC#56 – Are You Kidding Me?

Just a few more steps, you can make it.

I don’t know, I’m going to take a breather. Say Mike, when did they start putting plants in the middle of stairways? Look at it, just hanging there!

I have no idea, maybe they’re trying to combine the old and new. This building was famous for this stairway in the forties.

Well, in the forties the plant would be on the floor, the bottom floor, not suspended from a railing.

These new fangled designers, really, are you kidding me?

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dVerse Poets – Pleasing Palpitations

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Feelings start to brew

Bubbles activated by the stir

Pop up to the surface

Slowly activating familiar feelings

Always hidden in your smile

Never fully realizing how soft touches

And warm sensations spread

Lingering in certain spaces.

Your infallible knowledge,

Ever-present, stirs my emotions.

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Sap Moon

Growing up in Vermont, maple sugar time was when sugar maple trees started producing a clear sweeter than sweet liquid called sap. Burr holes in the bark held a small faucet type tap where the bail of a bucket rested. They were great places to get a drink. Of course that was strictly forbidden, but you know kids!

The sap was gathered in tanks and then boiled down into different grades of maple syrup. It tastes much different than the Mrs. Butterworth version.

Homegrown aficionados prefer the darker full bodied grade, where newcomers to the treat always pick the lightest, fancy grade. Whatever you prefer, don’t let life go by without trying this delicious natural treat.

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MLMM Sunday Writing Prompt 3-8-20

Everyone loves a sweet dream

Forget the nightmares, please

Soft memories unfold

Not real is how they’re told

Accept the version they display

Reality will always come your way

Take the night

Spend delight

Morning comes so quickly dear

And all the dreams will disappear.

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A Nest’s Predicament

Dr. Seuss said it best:

“East or west, my nest is best”

A place to eat and sleep and rest

Should be nothing to contest

Upper, lower bunk, I say

In close encounters are the way

New airline seats are being made

After all the problems made

By shabby small enclosure seats

Where no one can relax or read

Without a person sitting behind

Trying to drive you out of your mind.

Kicking feet of children I understand

But adults punching seats is a new brand

Of thoughtless insidious behavior

Maybe a bunk would be the savior?

Probably I won’t fly in the future

But passengers should be nurtured

Tickets cost an alarming rate

To end up with an uncomfortable fate.

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