Three Things Challenge No: 164

Today’s words: kick – low – pressure

Separated from your ‘sick’ wife 
Shakespearean messages send
Pressure me for a meet and greet
(coffee date or light lunch)
Huh!
Thought to self ‘you a real lowlife’
Unargumentative
Decline ‘n remain polite
Ne’er on God’s green earth
Consider dating any man like you
A good swift ‘kick in the pants’ is what you deserve.

Three Things Challenge No: 164

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Monday Peeve No: 21

Today I was going to peeve about myself and how disorganization has played a part

in how I feel at times.

Ah, then I read a fellow blogger’s post about monogamy and dating.

The older you become (if alone) the more vulnerable or perhaps men think you’re 

plain dumb.

Senior men search for Barbie doll types, women financially set or plain hookups.

Few on dating sites look for exclusivity. 

I don’t know what goes through another’s mind only this gal once married long 

term isn’t about to share any man in the intimacy department.

At one time I blogged a bit about different types of men – charmers – players etc. 

I have more self-respect for myself, able to resist temptation early-on and sad

but true lost a few men along the way due to my personal beliefs.

The Monday Peeve No: 21

 

Can You Find Me?

Hello Y’all . . .

It’s been awhile!

Unfortunately the desire to continue my writing hobby came to a screeching halt one third way thru the November writing challenge.

Fifty thousand words seemed like a breeze until the daily commitment of even the average word count became a chore.

I vowed not to feel bad about the incompletion of the project and keep a positive attitude. It was a learning experience for me. I dislike writing fiction. The real world is where I shall reside forever.

Can you find me in the picture?

I’m the birdie looking back rather than forward. Why? Life dealt me many harsh blows during the past three decades.  Lots of major issues to process.

Wow, did I learn lessons about human behavior. You never really knows what’s in another’s mind. It’s like everyone is a stranger in disguise.

Death, divorce and deceit – a triple ‘D’ deal to process. It seemed as though I was walking thru a personal hell in order to get to the other side.

Although I started my blog for therapeutic reasons, I rarely discuss personal details. Why? Few would truly care and others love to plain gossip and embellish another’s unfortunate circumstances.

By the grace of the Lord I managed to survive thus far. Another challenge awaits me. The last chapter of my life – surviving alone.

When you are young it’s much easier to find or replace a partner due to death or divorce. The inventory is rather sparse for a senior citizen and with each birthday the possibility seems somewhat dimmer.

Dating sites are overpopulated with men who misrepresent themselves in numerous ways. They write or say what women wish to hear then like snakes turn on the decent ones.

I lived it. I’d rather keep my dignity and dine with my female acquaintances or family members than pay for my meals via offering up a ‘yes’ answer to a man’s request for that three-letter word ~ sex.

Today’s world certainly has become quite difficult for the genuine woman. Entering into a new normal relationship appears non-existent unless the Lord blesses me with a miracle.

Dare I refer to existence and new attitude as a ‘farce’? I think I shall do that in a quick acrostic poem.

F riendly smile
lways wondering
acing against time day ‘n night
ontinually maintaining semblance normalcy
mbracing new tech state of affairs wholeheartedly

© 2019 June Quintin

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mishmash Emotional Clutter

Yesterday's ice cream social
Women unafraid topics vocal

Single status times hectic
Blogging proven therapeutic

Overcrowded emotional lacks space
Blankness facial appearance trace

Numbness other people's problems
Awareness incapable solve any demme

Strong versatile woman torn apart
Amazement allotment suffer broken heart

Recent question male stranger posed be
Ever thought search romance age seventy

Unheard words decades years previous
Familiar empath's world thanks deviousness

Eclectics usage creepie-peepies stratagem
Screw-up ne'er encounter partners genuine

Changed forever via situational history
Please: Say what you mean - mean what you say!

© 2018 June Quintin








Searching for a Miracle

Trapped within crystal ball
Prayers await bless miracle

Fish descriptive clairvoyant
View past, future 'n present

Persona classification genuine
Choice settle versus wrap-up line

Majority dates heart and soul rare
Both sexes tire weary process nightmare

Wonderful chemistry combo good energy
Cheesy signs transfer exchange friendly

Vivid dream hopeful one day come true
Experience butterflies plus sparks flyin' too.

© 2018 June Quintin




 

Mid-life Change

Marriage interlock
Divorce broken-heart

Teardrops shed
Heartfelt bled

Desire tranquility
Distasteful reality

Miss Analytical
Attitude cynical

Heart healed
Memories sealed

Reasonable timespan
Dating expectations

Rehearse anew
Refrain misconstrue

Disappointment deja-vu
Misrepresentation fiasco

Pas de deux true
Formidable out-of-view.

© 2018 June Quintin











Friendships Come – Friendships Go

Trustworthy pals
Opportunist casuals

Facial expressions
Camouflage deceptions

Hornswoggling hellos
Gut instincts follow

Routine dream players
Consistent heart-breakers

Doubtful succumb handsome charms
Watchful observation sound-off alarms

Flawless performances thou heed
Wary romantic semblances foresee

Insidious characters await opportunes
Stealthily vulnerable genuines consume

Empath's knowledgeability full intact
Dismissal routine requests pass-fail test

Once promises broken hurtful gut-wrenchers 
Unspokens possible signs potential betrayers

Think back high school days friends true versus fakes 
Some let go no regrets, faithful kept close no mistakes.

© 2018 June Quintin