Monday To Remember

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I hate Monday

It takes you away

I have you such a short time

And then you’re back with her

You say you have to work late

You have a late meeting

You have an overnight stay out of town

I have learned the truth though

You work your nine to five

Then you go to her

If I am lucky I see you after dinner

Too tired to talk you go to bed

You shower before I can

Smell her perfume on you

I guess I should be glad

You are still here weekends

I haven’t lost you completely

Even though you get “work calls”

That taint the day with heartache

***

This Monday will be different

I will no longer share you

I won’t be toyed with anymore

This is your last Monday to split

This is the last of you

All it takes is one bullet


Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August (FDDA) #3 – Monday

Summer Storm

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It starts slowly

Just a drop or two

The sidewalk is dotted

And the asphalt turns darker

Slowly the winds increase

And the rain falls faster

There is a flash in the distance

And a low rumble of thunder

Begins to get louder

The winds grow strong

A downpour at an angle

Lightning and thunder within a few miles

It rages for a while

Even produces a little hail

Then almost as fast as it started

The winds die down

The rain slows to a sprinkle

The clouds move onward

And the faintest hints of color in the sky

As a rainbow shimmers in the aftermath

Of the summer storm


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

Mumbles … Blog

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I just recently got a notification that I hit my 7-year blogiversary here on WordPress.  Now that milestone is a little misleading as it didn’t become a “regular” posting blog until August of 2016 when I found the WP daily prompt.  So, it is more like a 4-year blogiversary.

But there was another milestone I passed recently and that is that my number of posts crossed the 2,000 point.  In fact, I am almost 100 past that point.  My goal of getting a view from Greenland has still not happened.  And my next goal to pass is the number of followers … I am in the 900’s now and look forward to that 1000 mark.

The blog is essential for me to “stay sane” as I often write out my feelings in one form or another.  But that is not to say it is all doom and gloom.  There are good days and I do fairly well with a little bit of fiction writing too.  By far though the best part of blogging has been meeting some great people and wonderful writers and photographers.  The blogging community is unlike any other.  We support each other and truly care.  I have made definite friends here.

My blog is a day behind, so I need to go read, read, read.  I thank each and every one of you who are reading for the first time to the 2,000th time.  My readers make this a lot more fun!  (((HUGS))) to you all!


Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August #2 (FDDA) – blog

Falling

He stood at the bar, handsome and with an undeniable confidence that was intoxicating me from across the room.  I had to meet him even if I had no chance.  I had to say hello or forever regret my decision.

I stood up and took my drink walking towards the bar.  Soon we made eye contact.  I came to within a couple of steps away and I tripped over the bottom of someone’s coat that had slid off their seat.  I tripped right into his arms.  I guess you could say that was the day I fell for my husband.


(100 words)

Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August #1 (FDDA)

Before He Leaves

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It’s always the same

He stands at the doorway

And gives a perfunctory

“I love you”

Then leaves for the day

He returns home

Not much to say

Then retreats to

His private spaces

***

If only she knew

If he still cared

She is so alone

Too much of the time

***

He stands at the door

Another day like the rest

“I love you”

And he’s gone


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

We To I

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We met online

We instantly clicked

We developed a bond

We were simpatico

We grew closer

We shared so much

We were best of friends

You met someone

You were happy

You had less time

You stopped calling

You barely texted

I was hurt

I felt abandoned

I miss you


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

Badly Bronzed

The pergola was covered with climbing roses and the air smelled so sweet.  He walked over to where she lay in the hot sun and said, “Why don’t you come onto the shaded patio now.  You know you burn so easily.”

She rolled over and sat up saying, “I suppose I have cooked enough on both sides.”

He softly touched her shoulder and said, “It may already be too late.  You look a little pink babe.”

Year after year she strived for the perfect tan.  Now as she sat in the waiting room of oncology, she regretted it all.


(100 words)

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

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Nightmares And Dreams

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She closed her eyes

Drifting off to sleep

And she began a journey

Meeting fire breathing dragons

Riding majestic unicorns

Dancing at the ball

Traveling through the woods

Finding a missing prince

But it was all just

An epic dream

And she awoke

To the sound of her mother

Shouting to wake up

“There are chores to be done!”

Slowly her smile

Turns into a frown

And the true nightmares

Begin all over again


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