Aw-shucks, trailblazing doesn't permit sleep-ins. Written for the One-Liner Wednesday Challenge from Linda Go. Hill. I looked up the words from 1951 , the year I was born, in the Merriam-Webster's Time Traveler, and created a saying., as requested.
Winsome, it wasn't, by anyone's definition. It seemed that Mama had used all of the leftovers she could find at home from decorations for birthdays and celebrations long past. So many balloons and quite a color palette! But, I won't criticize her, because it is a labor of love, justified by her desire to make... Continue Reading →
Written for the Twittering Tales Challenge #158 from Kat Myrman. Write a story or poem of 280 characters or less, using one of the titles in the picture as a prompt. photo by Mikechie Esparagoza @Pexels.com Carol hugged a tearful Janet, after her boyfriend had quit her. Janet apologized for taking Carol away from her... Continue Reading →
Photo fro Freeimages. com Mother, may I never forget your wise sayings, Keeping them in my heart to rule my thoughts. You told me that respect is earned, not a given, And been hired doesn't mean I have been bought. Mother, may I never forget how you loved me, Reminding me that I am the... Continue Reading →
Spying all the amazing food cooking on the range, Jonathan realized that his diet was about to take a major hit. He said to his wife, "Sugar, you have enough food to feed an army, and there's just us two!" Written for the Three Things Challenge from Pensitivity 101. Today's prompts are sugar, range, army.... Continue Reading →
Kyle had simpered at Juliet more than once, which made her a little uncomfortable. She began to do her best to avoid him at work. She didn't know what was the origin of his infatuation with her, for they had never spent many hours together. But, she didn't think that he was a crank, for... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, part of my crew came over for dinner, and my youngest daughter cooked fish and slaw. I love her fish, mostly fillets of some fish. It is like she adds a secret ingredient that comes from inside of her to the cooking oil. I must have ate seven or eight pieces of fish yesterday,... Continue Reading →
Hold a wake for earth. Wail and keen over her loss. Wake up, you people! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge. Today's prompts are wail and wake.
Mother Earth is crying for her children, The loss of the rain forest brings her tears. How long before we understand the damage Will not be fixed, no matter how many years? How can we deny that climate change is real When we see the pictures of polar bears Starving where ice is gone and... Continue Reading →
