Today’s story starter: “She peeked back over her shoulder to check that the coast was clear.”
“Bet You Can’t Eat Just One”
reason bag open
prompts: homophones (real, reel and sale, sail)
Recently I learned ‘how to create’ Instagram reels, a
challenge I first considered fun.
Fakes are everywhere.
I’ve always liked living in the real world and usage of filters
in attempts to keep me youthful didn’t exactly resonate well
Months ago, I downloaded a free app which allows me to
emit emotions through personal avatars and chosen songs.
On occasion I take advantage of sale items.
I fancy these tech dolls. Sad to admit the only dolls dating
back to my own childhood were paper ones.
Many times, I wish I could sail away to some exotic island
and begin life anew. This crazy notion would require a new
mindset since I’m petrified of water – never learned how to
picture credit ~ Natalia Drepina
Daytime turns darkness night
Cemetery iron gates closed and locked
As visitors of loved ones return to their homes
Deceased inhabitants begin to stir within their graves
Stealthily countless hands penetrate freshly mowed grass
Sounds e’er creepy unknown heard scare late night walkers
Void of flashlights unable to capture a pic or quick view all
Passersby disturbed flee scared to death an understatement
Unseen shaking to and fro hands those gone before us
Participating in nightly ritual private dance unimaginable
No invitations nor R.S.V.P. s sight unseen prior to initiation rites
Sorority members this group reserved for those led life via guiding light.
Member dysfunctional household
Friend’s suggestion pet love ‘n hold
Sunday drive friend’s uncle’s farm found
Tri-color age eight weeks ready adoption
Patches puffy hair orange, white and black
Unaware parents catch daughter some slack
Thankful allowed to keep female pet
Youngster no idea ahead what expect
Name ‘Toastie’ reflection breed colors
After day school arrive home discover
Playful, bored ‘n curious utilize claws
Torn strips of wallpaper adorn floor
An antique remembers much ’bout ’60s
Selective memory dates back to the ’50s
Unknown period child allow keep household pet
Passage time visual memories only – details forget
Sunday’s Writing Prompt “Animal Kingdom”
College degree in hand
Earned time well-spent
Knowledge gained – hard work
Parent’s home – countryside – celebrate
College grad prior career commence require break
Twenty-minute highway drive low volume traffic
Chronaxies bizarre travel from head create panic
Aroma of fresh mowed grass intoxicate
Indigo Bunting songbirds whistles tunes relate
College sweetheart’s romance decision marriage await
No blustery wind bursts hit house’s steel fence surround
Hope smooth sailing once turn off voices in head sounds
Thankful home – college dorm room not exact heaven
Fortunate grad reference born with silver spoon in mouth
Maturity levels student to adulthood underscore word tough
time – grass – bird – steel – break – highway – chronaxie – romance –
smooth – spoon – Indigo – bluster
MLMM Wordle #187 – Country Charm
Thoughts entered my mind when I viewed this prompt ‘Shut up’.
How do you politely ask or tell someone to be quiet without fear of retaliation?
Mothers often have to take their children along on shopping trips.
I remember the dilemma decades ago faced when my child’s request
was met with the two-letter word ‘no’.
Back then we mothers practiced distraction and method of peace offerings.
(Here’s a cookie taken from my purse – a surprise reward once home for
Mannerisms changed throughout the years.
No person wishes to browse racks of clothes, shelves of goods nor walk the aisles
and listen to a mother shouting the ‘same words’ over and over – words louder
than the cries of the child’s temper tantrum.
Perhaps one day there’ll be a noise control button to push to request a shopper
leave or plain ‘Shut up’.
Until then the idea of carrying a pair of earplugs could curb our urge to utter
distasteful negative words as we continue in fear to keep mum.
Sunday Writing Prompt “Shut up”
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