Difficult Times

Unbelievable!!

Sitting before computer feeling numb

Decorated Police Sergeant crossed over

Age 52 battle with Covid-19 succumb

Those left behind now broken-hearted

Grief journey begins mourning departed

A firm believer in the Lord questions


Online she watches funeral procession

For those who actually live with someone

Give thanks no idea feeling nights lonesome

Please don’t complain about caddy stuff

Result older woman possibility high throw up

Those who have lost loved ones understand me


Fact two children reside in Heaven unknowns quickly flee


Lately I wonder why God chose a keep me here plan


Renewed zest for living follow major operation stolen

Prepared emotionally,, spiritually obvious not chosen time

Aftermath prisoner intrusive thoughts spite ne’er commit crime

Down-trodden broken-hearted alone this cruel world daily face

Ask Lord reveal reason why actual timing deceit surface

Anger, bitterness ‘n resentment overwhelm
ed fight depression

Inner struggle desire overcome worse should go route confession

No idea if occasional writing reading between lines posts still therapeutic

Guess best keep quiet refrain reveal truth late stage in life serves no purpose

To divulge dirty secrets cause much personal familial strife
and critique

My cross to bear non-wish others burden thanks to real life reveal composer

Sunday Poser #25

Today’s question: Are you easily embarrassed and what embarrasses you?

Throughout my youth the answer to the first portion of the posed question

was a definite ‘yes’.

As a child of an alcoholic father and a mother who suffered from the

undiagnosed mental disorder ‘agoraphobia’ I always felt like I wasn’t

good enough especially throughout my high school years.

Although an honor roll student, some friends’ parents frowned on

their child hanging out with me.

Interesting how adults can be so cruel to children.

Here I was a victim of society, wearing hand-me down clothes and

sadly placed in an unwanted category due to circumstances I didn’t

create, circumstances totally beyond any teenager’s control.

To the snobbish parents it didn’t matter that I was an honor-roll student

because after all their daughter was the head cheerleader.

Life isn’t always fair for certain – a lesson I learned early-on.

I vowed ‘never’ to repeat that pattern with my own family and I kept

that promise.

My youngest daughter was a member of the cheering squad at

the vocational high school she attended and head cheerleader

during her senior year.

All her friends, even some of different color, were welcome in my

home.

I never wanted any child to feel the wrath of embarrassment

bestowed upon me during my youth.

Clothes don’t make a person and today I dress according to how

I feel.

If I should decide to head out to the supermarket wearing my

jogging pants and a sweatshirt with no makeup and run into an

old acquaintance I don’t feel an iota of embarrassment.

To me a person’s clothing is not of the utmost importance anyway.

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/04/25/sunday-poser-25/

Qualities of a Good Writer

I find it absolutely amazing how one’s mind wanders throughout the day.

Take for instance this morning my desire to participate in a prompt challenge

became sidetracked, dissuaded when finally I found the correct pingback only

site stated ‘not secure’.

That worded notification to me automatically became a ‘red’ flag.

A much worse case scenario would be my anti-virus software showing a

large red-bordered circle telling me ‘not safe’ which translates to quickly

get off.

Since I awoke to freezing temperatures and found myself with ample time

before an appointment I chose to write – offer up a blog contribution today.

All was not lost as my mind wandered to a totally different direction.

Question ahead faced: “What are the qualities of a good writer?”

Time to research a bit on the web.

In essence I was quite pleased by the one and only article I read, absorbing

the contents while taking notes and hanging onto every word.

The writer broke it down into ‘six’ categories.

Attention to detail was the first quality addressed and ‘yes’ I passed as

I’m constantly observing and taking notes (mental and hand-written).

Discipline was next on the list with reference to frustration in regard

to rewrites, edits and improvements.

Although setting a time schedule for writing was not inclusive it’s
a

well-known fact – one I need to address.

Clarity, strong vocabulary and open to changes are all areas of

writing I’m both familiar with and practiced since the start of my

blogging journey a little over five years ago.

The last category on the list was ‘passion for reading’ and to be

honest with myself I believe I need to prioritize more as we learn

so much from reading another’s works.

I’m extremely thankful my mind directed me elsewhere and now

it’s time to proofread before I publish today’s post while arguing

with the newest writing foe ‘the block editor’.

Two of Everything – Wonderful NOT

Dare I scream out loud

Let my inner feelings be heard

Imagine today’s built-up frustration

PC files numerical count doubled

Weekly virus scan stated no threats

Another problem – one didn’t create

Certainly wish could both sides dollars add

Similar way PC totaled pictures and documents

Chuckled memory day youngest daughter stated

Disclosed savings amount to me, a full-time bookkeeper

Funny nostalgic moment – doubled stash reveal her dual sides addition

Three Things Challenge No: 561

Today’s prompt words: take – crisp – tin

A young harried waiter, already quite tired from breakfast rush hour.

proceeded to ask a poor unkempt woman if he could take her order.

Her cheek-to-cheek smile brightened the underpaid employee’s day

as from the folded menu she requested the largest size house special.

Scrambled eggs, several slices of crisp expensive bacon, hash browns,

side order of buttered toast and please bring me a huge cup of coffee.”



The off-the-beaten path diner’s owner, worrisome ’bout payment. eyes soon

widened when the woman pulled out a tin from her higgledy-piggledy purse.

It was far from empty, rather filled to the brim with crisp $20 dollar bills fresh

from the ATM – quite a surprise.


“Never judge a book by its’s cover” – old harried looking woman was actually

working undercover researching how restaurant owners treat ALL their customers.

https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2021/04/07/three-things-challenge-561/




Golabki (Polish Stuffed Cabbage Rolls)

Prompt Challenge #20 – Banging Out a Dish

What’s for supper?
A daily question posed to mothers

Memories night opted for golabki leftovers
Yesterday’s extra casserole dish no bother

Decision heat low flame on range top
Soon out of nowhere heard large pop


Walk to kitchen found quite exploded mess
Whatever happened unknown must confess

No idea earlier choice outcome be so wrong
Claim stupidity only nobody previous inform

Never place certain heating dishes on range
Potential heated aftermath worse than strange

Clean up process definite took quite some time

Contents cabbage rolls ‘n broken dish sight begrime

Imagine question posed again ‘what’s for supper
Answer seek pizza parlor’s menu call in takeout order!

https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2021/03/01/march-2021-writing-prompts/