Written for RDP, where bushboy asks us
to get creative with the word “gregarious”.
Thanks, Brian! Here’s where the prompt took me.
Tag: Life
It’s My Life
Written for Song Lyric Sunday –
“Pondering Existential Thoughts”.
This is my response to the challenge.
Thresholds
Written for Sadje’s “What Do You See” #322.
Here’s where the two photo prompts took me.
Nobody But You: Thursday Inspiration
Written for Thursday Inspiration #309 –
“I’ll Never Find Another You”.
Here’s my response.
Revelation
Written for Muse on Monday where David asks us
to write a story about our MC having an epiphany
at the beginning. Also written for Fandango’s Story
Starter #217 where the opening sentence is provided.
This is where the prompts and my imagination took me.
Rise Up!
Written for Cinquain Poetry Prompt #15.
Our inspiration word is “thrive”. I have
written a Mirror Cinquain, a 10-line,
single stanza poem with a syllable pattern
of 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2.
Crossroads
Written for Cinquain Poetry Prompt #13.
Our inspiration word is “choices”.
Here’s where my thoughts went.
First Morning
Written for Eugi’s Moonwashed
Weekly Prompt, incorporating
‘gentle dew’ and ‘nature’s beauty’.
This is my response, a haiku.
To Bloom: An Ovi
Written for Ovi Poetry Challenge #94.
This week’s inspiration word is
“learn”. Keeping with the year’s
theme of positivity, this is my Ovi.
Selling Point
Written for Friday Fictioneers where our host Rochelle
asks us to use the photo below as inspiration
to write creatively in 100 words or less while
making every word count. This is my flash.
Sign Language
Written for Friday Fictioneers where Rochelle asks us to
get creative in 100 words or less. Making every word count
and using Dale’s photo below as inspiration, here is my flash.
Since we was kids it was just me and Roxie. Nobody wanted us but we didn’t care. We was crazy in love, wild about each other. We didn’t need nobody stickin’ their noses in our beeswax.
Long as we was together, nothin’ else much mattered, y’know?
We got a gig flippin’ flapjacks, a tin roof over our heads, a bed, and a hi-fi for spinnin’ tunes.
We do our jobs each day, make mad love every night, and dance in the glittery moonlight.
We’re happy and there’s no hidin’ the signs. The whole shack shimmies.
That’s more than most folks got.
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100 Words
This is “Love Shack” by The B-52’s
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Sometimes I Wonder: A Haibun
Lately I have been pondering some of life’s mysteries.
If I had gone out on that blind date in March of ’68 with Bill’s twin brother Jim instead of Bill [which was the original plan], and married Jim instead of Bill, would I have experienced the same happiness and blessings in my life? Would I have had the long and loving relationship, the feeling of security I enjoy now? Would my spouse still have been my equal partner in every aspect of our marriage? Would I have conceived and given birth to the amazing children I raised who in turn have blessed me with incredible grandchildren? Would we be celebrating our 52nd wedding anniversary?
Or would I be a widow?
Two-and-a-half months ago, before my husband’s brother died, I never thought about such things. Strange how death can make us wonder about life.
scattering stardust
unanswerable questions
swirling round my brain
NAR©2024
This is Hoagy Carmichael’s “Stardust” featuring the voice of Nat King Cole
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Life Pages ~ A Senryu
Life is strange –
One minute you’re thick as thieves
The next, you’re dismissed
NAR©2024
This is the Moody Blues with “Isn’t Life Strange”
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ENTER SANDMAN
I freely admit I enjoy a good nap
The ones that overtake me so easily
Slip-sliding away in Morpheus’ lap
Asleep like a babe oh so peacefully
Sometimes I feel my eyes closing
I’m aware of the droop of my chin
There’s no harm in a wee bit of dozing
It’s no big deal and I freely give in
I can doze off at the drop of a hat
While watching TV or having a read
I stretch and purr like a contented cat
And it didn’t take any Xanax or weed
I fall asleep in the usual places
In church, on a plane or a bus
Staring at all the other yawning faces
It happens to every last one of us
I fall asleep on a massage bed
Or while getting a spa pedicure
Transported someplace out of my head
Where everything’s blissful and sure
I’d nod off in math class when I was a teen
Something that’s frowned on in school
I’d sit in the back and was never once seen
Algebra was so boring and I was too cool
One day I fell asleep at the seashore
When I awoke I was red as a beet
In all of my life I was never so sore
Couldn’t even cover myself with a sheet
Then came the days of pulling all-nighters
I’d party till dawn and then crash
Drawn to the lovers, the dreamers and writers
Trying my best not to do something rash
Up all night meant sleeping all day
My life became quite a mixed jumble
If you want to dance, the piper you pay
Either slow down or stumble and tumble
Falling in love is like falling asleep
Sometimes taking you quite by surprise
Along came a guy and I fell really deep
Married and pregnant in the blink of an eye
A baby in the house requires much work
Feeding and bathing and cleaning up poo
I am many things but I am no jerk
When my baby had a nap I did too
Having children brings so many joys
You love them with your whole heart
It matters not whether girlies or boys
Your worries begin right from the start
Children are little for only so long
The teen years come round awfully fast
I cannot sleep; could something be wrong?
They’re out and their curfew has past
The kids are no more, they’re all fully grown
And you’re proud that you did your best
They’re happily married with kids of their own
And you think now it’s your time to rest
Sorry but it really doesn’t work that way
You’ve been blessed with a couple of grands
Your kids are so busy with work every day
And the care of their babes is now in your hands
It’s not bad at all if you just use your head
When the grand-babies nap so do you
At night you sleep peacefully tucked in your bed
Cos you’ve done the best job you could do
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