Little One

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Yesterday I was reminiscing

Of the days of your youth

The days of snowflakes on your tongue

And angels in the snow

Bubbles flying through the air

And chalk drawings on the driveway

I remember laughter until your sides hurt

From the tickle monster attacks

And quiet moments spent

With cuddles on the couch

Watching Disney movies

And singing along

Bedtime stories and books

With “just one more page”

You will forever be my little one

Even though you are a woman I admire

And love with every cell in my body

Until I take my last breath

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – tickle

Love At A Distance

You turn to me to kiss me

And hold me in your arms

Passions burn brightly

We become consumed

Left basking in the glow

Of love in the afternoon

…

Alas it’s just a fantasy

That someday you’ll be mine

And dreams are all it will ever be

As you kiss your wife

Loving her endlessly

Without a thought for me

 

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – fantasy

Limited Supplies

The people started to gather at the door.  She knew it would be a long day with so many shoppers waiting at the doors.  The quarantine was to go into effect at midnight tonight so everyone wanted to shop while they could.  There was a large sign outside that stated no more than two of one item for any customer, they also had smaller versions on each door and by the high-volume items – paper goods, cleaners, canned food and batteries.  The doors opened and the mass moved forward.  This was worse than Christmas shopping she thought.

For the most part the morning went well.  As the day moved on and supplies dwindled down on the shelves, tempers flared.  She heard a man yell “Screw you!”  She turned and saw a man standing with one of the assistant managers.  It was obvious there were high tensions on both sides of the conversation.  As the argument went on the volume got louder and the man became belligerent.  He swore and took a swing at the manager who had joined in to try to calm the situation.  He ducked just in time.  It was then the police came into the building.

In no time the offensive customer was escorted out of the building and she continued checking out customers until the store closed at four o’clock.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – belligerent

Three is the Limit

“I don’t want to hear it!”  She slammed her purse down on the table and turned to him saying, “I asked for one simple thing.  Just pay the electric bill.  I don’t think that was asking too much.  But you couldn’t find 5 minutes when you were out today to get it done?”

“I have a confession to make,” he said, and the woman turned on her heals to stare at him.  “I was out at the range and a buddy of mine talked me into going into the Sportsman’s Shop with him and they had the coolest gun there…

“Don’t tell me you bought another gun?  You have three but only two hands to hold them with.  What are you going to do with a fourth one?”

“Protect us when things turn bad.”

“But why four when you ONLY HAVE TWO HANDS?”

“I thought maybe yo…”

“Don’t you dare say I could use them.  You know I hate guns and only barely tolerate the ones you have here.  I will NOT have my house over-run with fire power.  It is pointless and unsafe for my granddaughter.”

“Well it was my tax refund money.”

“Yeah, well it is my house and I don’t want that many here!”

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – confession

In The Times Of Covid-19

My anxiety

Is at such a high amount;

Bring on the healing.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – amount

Tea and Sandwiches

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She wanted everything to be right.  She was meticulous with every little detail.  This was the first time she had hosted a luncheon for her book club and she wanted it memorable.  She took advantage of her love of crafting to make individual place markers with their names at the table.  She knew there were a couple of people that just shouldn’t sit together so she thought this would solve any impending problems.

They arrived on time and marveled at the work she had done with the book themed luncheon.  It went well, like she had it planned all along.

 

(100 Words)

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – meticulous

No Longer Dependent

****Warning – possible triggers about domestic violence****

 

NO ONE is alone … get help https://www.thehotline.org/help/

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She was his woman

She was his toy

He liked to dangle love

In front of her

Then rip it away

With callous words

And a slap of the hand

He never hit with an open fist

So she gave him

Many second chances

After all it was not like

He had raised a fist

Then one day

The hand balled up

And her jaw got broken

She was alone and desperate

She would no longer

Be dependent upon him

She would no longer be his toy

She found a shelter

And life and love again

Never looking back

 

Again… NO ONE is ever alone.  Call, get help, there is always hope on the horizon!

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – dependent

Suspense In The Dark

The lights go dark,

And all the sounds

Are amplified in my mind.

What was that?

Was that the floor creaking?

I jump as I hear

A car door close,

The sound drifting

through the window.

Then there is that noise again.

Is that someone in the house?

I feel my way to the desk

And find the flashlight

Tucked away in the drawer.

The sound comes closer

And I turn on the light.

What is it?

Whose there?

… no one will ever know

As I lay dying on the floor.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – suspense

No Other Choice

Contemplate…

Think…

Review…

Take this time

And gives things

A little bit of thought

We need our wits about us

During this stressful time

Be kind to each other

And especially to yourself

For we will make it through this

My heart says we have to

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – contemplate

Mumbles … Pass

I just want to put my two cents worth in right now.  I kindly will pass on getting the corona virus, thank you.  I have better things to do this week and really enjoy breathing fairly easy – I have asthma, so it is not perfect all the time.  So, whoever is listening… I don’t want the “rona” (as my daughter refers to it), I want a treatment, vaccine, and cure found for it sooner rather than later, and I want people to stop freaking out until that research is done.  There is no need for hording toilet paper.  If everyone respected each other, there would be enough to go around.  The people on the front lines are over worked and understaffed worse than normal – be kind.  And thank the people who are still working for you in one manner or another – medical personnel, food service, retail, delivery people of all kinds, police and fire, the newscasters who try to keep us updated on the latest information, the people who keep your cable and internet running and those who clean up our world.  They are all still out in the thick of it while you are at home trying to fill your day, so it passes quickly.  …end of rant.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – pass