Let the extraneous fade away;
Begone the chaos of the day,
For I cannot control time’s cascade.
Instead I focus on the small:
A leaf, a bud, the soothing rain,
The wind that whispers down the hall.
If I am mindful when night falls,
Will I sense an order to it all?
~*~
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Written for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt.
Image credit to lovethispic.
Yeah, I got your message in a bottle. And now you followed me all around New York City.
I was hoping to reconcile, sugar pie honey bunch. Baby, I need your loving. Honey, I miss you and I’m being good. Just give me one more chance. Oh babe, what would you say?
I think my silence speaks for itself. Now take your massive ego and walk away.
Don’t do me like that! Oh girl. Don’t be cruel. Baby, I’m a want you…
I hear your frustration. But you and I travel to the beat of a different drum. I told you not to get hooked on me.
Baby I love your way. Every day! Please let me call you sweetheart.
You don’t actually know my name, do you?
~*~
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Challenge.
Photo credit to Ali Pazani (alipzn) via Unsplash.
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Drifting past the din,
I float into dream terrain,
Where zephyrs caress me
And wings whisper your name.
Will I find you here…
In illusion’s meadow,
So far from my bedroom?
The terrible price I pay
For glimpsing heaven once,
Is to never see it again.
~*~
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“Dude, this burger looks awesome!” Dylan shouted when he sat down at the table. “Get in mah belly!”
“Young man,” Grandpa bristled. “Must you use such obnoxious vocabulary?”
“Chillax, Geepah.” Dylan waved a fry. “I was giving Moms a compliment.”
Grandpa sighed. “In my day, we would have said something more pleasant, such as the cat’s meow.”
“But our cat howls all night,” Dylan pointed out. “That doesn’t seem like a compliment.”
“All right, burgers!” Dad said as he arrived at the table. “Fuckin’ A!”
~*~
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Images are mine and not mine…
I was a loyal friend,
Yet you betrayed me again.
You make a habit of lying,
While I wait out here crying.
What’s your excuse this time?
Don’t just hand me a line–
Cuz I’ve got your number,
And I ain’t gettin’ younger.
I hear laughter from your room;
Are you on that damn Zoom?
My food bowl is empty…
~*~
Written for Fiction in a Flash 16.
Written for Mindlovemisery 87.
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Image credit ~ steve felberg from Pixabay
Hungry for the sun,
They bask in glowing moon;
Disrespected in day’s light,
They thrive in raven night.
Odd ideas and strange desires…
In the dark, they catch on fire.
Dreams turn into rainbow rooms;
Midnight blooms dissolve too soon.
~*~
Written for Mindlovemisery Prompt 330.
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Image credit ~ Juanjo Menta on Pexels.com
I thought I’d turn Fandango’s Provocative Question today into a pointless meander. He asks if I’ve ever had to make what turned out to be a life-changing decision and, if so, do I wish I could go back in time and change it, blah blah, what and why. There have been a few…
Generally, I begin with my foolish decision not to go to Northwestern U. I had no idea about “prestigious” colleges back then apart from the obvious Harvard, Yale, etc. I knew it was good I’d gotten accepted, but the gravitas of the decision was foreign to me. I behaved impulsively as a teen and things that went wrong were easily fixed. Everything felt inconsequential at the time. My parents didn’t seem to care, and after an argument with my mom, she decided she didn’t want to pay for NU, so I ended up at the University of Illinois in Champaign. It was a horrible experience, I dropped out, moved back home, and ended up in a series of dead-end, low-paying jobs.
Next, I moved from Chicago to Southern California with my parents at age 22. I’m not sure this was a great decision, though it would have been hard to stay in the city alone given my crappy jobs. But from the minute I stumbled off the plane to right now, I’ve had one giant migraine that never seems to disappear for good. I know I’d probably suffer from them wherever I lived, but it soured the whole experience for me. I remember being bombarded with the dazzling sunshine when we landed and feeling like I was going to pass out from the brightness and the pain.
Finally, I returned to college to finish my degree. But again, doh, I eschewed UCLA for Cal State because the freaking parking was easier. It seemed like an okay decision at the time, but it was yet another folly. Not that I had a bad experience at Northridge ~ I actually loved it all and appreciated my classes and the professors there. But until I had my own children I did not realize the importance of the name of a school. Whatever, at least I finished and that led me to the job I have now, which is good. But I got a late start at a career and retirement savings…
All the while this school/moving stuff was going on, I was also dating. Ugh, what a nightmare. I can’t blame online dating and culture such as it is now for my relationship issues, since I’ve had them all along. I am attracted to the wrong men, and that’s just the common denominator of the whole mess. I regret spending/wasting time with a lot of these guys, but I can’t regret my second marriage because my two wonderful daughters are my prize for sticking with it. I should have ended it sooner however. I definitely regret all the years I thought the marriage could be fixed and floated in limbo, taking no action to help myself move on.
I like to imagine that if I’d been single in my 40s I would have had a great romance and met my life partner, though that’s probably false. I would have simply made stupid dating decisions all that time too. Ugh, thinking about all this is an emotional drain… plus it’s all fantasy. I did what I did and here I am. The only thing to do is to slog on…
AND VOTE BLUE!!!
~*~
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Image altered from the original at Pixabay.
Thorn reread the script, growing more anxious with each word. He’d been draconian in the negotiations, demanding no scenes together with his ex Moira, but here were the lines in black and white. Tomorrow he was supposed to grab her in a “passionate embrace.”
He didn’t want to touch her, or even be in the same room with her! This scene would be a gateway for a torrent of unwelcome emotions to flood his mind and wreck the calm he’d worked so hard to achieve since Moira had dumped him for that drummer. Thorn was uncertain how to proceed. Perhaps he should quit the play, before there was any contact whatsoever.
“Hello, Thorn,” came a soft voice behind him. “We need to talk.”
Oh no! Too late…
~*~
Written for Lynn’s Tuesday Picture Prompt.
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Image from Just A Bit Further…
“Ugh, Monday again tomorrow.” Dwight’s posture slumped as he sipped the infused water Haley had provided. “This damn pandemic is ruining my plans.”
Haley sighed. “I know, dude. Keeping my face covered all the time is tough when I rely on my smile as well as my pitch.”
“Hah!” Dwight chuckled. “I’d just say that brings some equality to the situation, since people used to run in fear from my mug and never listened to a word I said.”
“That’s not true,” Haley protested. “You’re very um… well, you have an interesting face, honey. What was your favorite job?”
Dwight flashed a euphoric grin. “Oh, now that’s an easy question! It was that time I tricked a whole country into voting for a demented lunatic.”
Haley laughed. “You’ve done that several times. I think that’s why you got promoted to Political Liaison.”
“You’re too kind, dear friend.” Dwight flung the remnants of their picnic on the ground. “I suppose we should return to our realms. I need my beauty sleep.”
Haley picked up the trash. “Me too. There’s a super early cloud meeting tomorrow. It’s about rainbows or something.”
“But at least you guys get yummy muffins at your meetings and not burning coals.”
“True.” Haley nodded. “There are perks.”
~*~
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Posted in Writing
Tagged 3TC, FDDA, fiction, flash, FOWC, jibberjabber, lightm0tifs, RDP, working
Malcolm the owl was an energetic young fellow, especially first thing in the morning. He wanted to demonstrate his eloquent speech and share the stupendous ideas he had concocted right at the break of dawn. Unfortunately, all the other owls were fast asleep.
After flying over to his friend Zeke’s tree, Malcolm gave Zeke a quick poke with his beak. “I challenge you to a game of chess and let’s make it 3D!” Malcolm hooted.
Zeke opened one bleary eye and sighed, “Dear owl pal, there is a glitch in your wiring. We are supposed to snooze when the sun is out shining.”
Distressed, Malcolm flew home and played chess with a rabbit. The bunny beat him, so Malcolm ate him. “How I wish Zeke were awake,” Malcolm said with a shake of his head and a burp.
~*~
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Written for Fandango’s Dog Days 29.
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