Written for Esther’s Can You Tell A Story In – #304
in exactly 61 words using these six prompt words:
‘palatial’, ‘volleyball’, ‘gravy’, ‘orchid’, ‘jigsaw’, and
‘squeak’. Here’s my flash in exactly 61 words.
Tag: Whimsy
Resplendence: Reverse Dectina Refrain
Written for Eugi’s Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – ‘Summery’
Gold
petals
amid the
lace of purple
lavender whimsy
dabble the lush spring grass
while the sun’s resplendent rays
herald the start of summer days
as birds and bees and bugs gently laze
Gold petals amid the lace of purple
as birds and bees and bugs gently laze
herald the start of summer days
while the sun’s resplendent rays
dabble the lush spring grass
lavender whimsy
lace of purple
amid the
petals
gold
NAR©2024
This is “A Summer Song” by Chad and Jeremy
A Reverse Dectina Refrain is written as follows: 1st line is 1 syllable, 2nd line is 2 syllables, 3rd line is 3 syllables, and so on for 9 lines; the 10th line is comprised of the first four lines as one stand-alone thought. Repeat in reverse starting with line 9. Rhyming is optional.
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THE WORLD IS YOUR OYSTER
A repost of a little vignette written exactly
two years ago today which many of my
newer readers have never seen.
This has always been a favorite of mine;
I hope you enjoy it, too.
“Cloak and Dagger and a dozen oysters on ice” was the order placed by a hauntingly familiar voice in the corner.
Her interest piqued, Judy Lowe leaned in a bit to get a better look. Where had she heard that voice before? Finding it a little too dim to see, she decided to go over and check out the situation. Taking her Bloody Mary with her, Judy casually strolled to the end of the bar and wriggled her curvaceous bottom onto the stool.
“Pardonne-moi” Judy cooed. “The name of your drink is tres intriguing.” The man was older than Judy expected but extremely handsome with silver hair and a rich tan. “Has anyone ever mentioned you look like Cary Grant?” she asked smiling flirtatiously.
“Never” he replied in a clipped Bristol accent as he gazed appreciatively at Judy’s decolletage. “Ah, yes. The Cloak and Dagger: the perfect blend of Blackwoods Gin from the Shetland Islands, fresh lime juice, simple syrup, green chartreuse and Extra Brut sparkling wine. It’s the quintessential pairing with oysters.
“Oh my. That sounds luscious! I’m Judy Lowe, a model from Los Angeles. And you are?”
“Enchanté, Judy. My friends call me Archie” and he gently kissed the palm of her hand.
Judy gasped; no man had ever kissed the delicate flesh of her palm. It was so European and sensual.
“Archie, would you mind terribly if I had a little sip of your Cloak and Dagger?” Judy asked. ‘A friend of the male persuasion once told me the perfect drink with oysters is a Bloody Mary and I’d like to see who’s right.”
“Oh Judy, Judy, Judy! Whoever told you that was obviously terribly misinformed or an uneducated boor” Archie teased. “No, you may not have a sip of my drink; you shall have your very own. Barkeep! Please prepare a perfect Cloak and Dagger for the lovely Judy Lowe, a model from Los Angeles.”
When the bartender set the drink before Judy, she clapped her hands in glee like a little girl and reached for the glass but Archie stopped her.
“Oh, no, my dear. This must be done right! It’s a process. First slide the oyster into your mouth and savor the taste. Delight in the pleasure; it should never be rushed. Now, follow with a sip of the Cloak and Dagger and let the juices mingle. That’s a good girl. Now swallow.”
Judy was in ecstasy. Never had she experienced anything so erotic. “Oh my God, Archie! That was beyond heavenly.”
“Let’s raise our glasses, lovely Judy, to the noble oyster and the Cloak and Dagger. May they be forever immortalized as the true nectar of the gods!”
Archie stood and kissed Judy’s palm. “And now, my dear, I must bid you adieu.” He flipped his hat onto his head, tapped the brim and left.
When Judy came back down to earth she discovered a folded piece of paper in her hand. Gently she peeled back the corners to find it was a cocktail napkin on which was scribbled: “Dearest Judy: The world is your oyster. Always, Cary.”
Judy slowly exhaled. “Well, I’ll be damned!”
Cary Grant
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