Fandango’s Friday Flashback – January 8

As a part of FFF I am going clear back to 2017 to find a poem I wrote for the word of the day – specific. I hope you like it!

Vague Memories

The specific details are hard to recall

But you were there and that started it all

*

It started a heartbeat deep in my soul

When you took my hand and we went for a stroll

*

I remember we walked

I remember we talked

*

But what was said and where we went

I don’t recall during this event

*

All I know is we were close and you held me tight

My body reacted on that special night

*

And I saw you in a different light

And I loved you with all my might

*

When you did what you do

I felt brand new

*

Now my love is forever deep inside for you

And it all started with a dream from out of the blue


For Fandango’s Friday Flashback (FFF) – January 8

The Greatest

Photo by Min An on Pexels.com

My love for you is so intense

I feel it from my head to toe

I desire your slightest touch

And long for your deepest love

I want your conversations

And I need your tenderness

I request your kindness

And I require your support

All of you is necessary

For all of me to live

A love this great

Comes only once

Don’t let it slip away

Please just stay


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challange (FOWC) – great

(Trying to put this in categories and give it tags and I could not access that … any one else having this problem today?)

Punching the Clock

Photo by Jill Wellington on Pexels.com

This is a tough one.  There were good things and bad things about every job I have had.  As a kid my sister and I made money shoveling the walks for two different retired woman who each lived alone.  And when the holidays were over an elderly couple across the street would leave to visit family out of town and we shoveled their sidewalk while they were gone – and it was a LONG corner lot sidewalk.

Then as I gathered more independence, I ventured into two normal kid’s jobs – babysitting and a newspaper route.  My mom put an end to that after a couple of boys from Iowa were kidnapped doing their paper routes.

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

I concentrated on grades and a small social life in high school.  Then after the first and only year of college I went to work for a local restaurant nights.  I later on picked up a second job at a fast food joint.  That didn’t last long.  So, I decided to try retail and became a cashier.  I worked at the store and restaurant for about 7 years.  Then left the restaurant after I had my daughter.  This was so I could be with my daughter nights while working days… my husband taking opposite shifts, so we didn’t need a lot of babysitting time.

For a shot time I did some grain book-keeping for an elevator, it was basically a data entry job.  That was a nice job as it was in my in-law’s basement helping my mother-in-law.  But flooding and a sale of the elevator to the Coop made that job obsolete. 

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

So, going with longevity I would say my cashier job was the best at 20 years.  Like any job though it wasn’t the same in the end.  Management changed several times and the importance of the front end was swept under the carpet so to speak.  Then I got sick and the lack of compassion from those I had worked many years with left me with a very bad taste in my mouth. 

Thank you and have a nice day!

Even thought the end was rough I still loved being a cashier on most days.  I had regular customers and friends that made the job enjoyable.  If I ever find that miracle cure, I would consider returning.  But I don’t see that happening any time soon.


Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August (FDDA) – your best job ever

We To I

Photo by Kaboompics .com on Pexels.com

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

Confessions…

I saw this word for FOWC and it was there in an instant. Song lyrics I had sung along with many times when my and my daughter would watch Disney’s Beauty and the Beast. So, it was a no brainer to mention Gaston and Belle’s opinion of him in this song “Belle (reprise)”… “that boorish, brainless…”

Yes, I am a disney fan and unafraid to admit it! Ha ha!


Written and shared for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – boorish

Feelings, For The Win

Okay, in my attempt to catch up on things I had this challenge just brewing in the background.  I think now is a good time to tackle it before I forget it altogether.  This was a challenge created by Xandria and I was so long ago tagged by Sadje – THANK YOU Sadje!

The rules are simple.  Just list your 10 favorite feelings.  So I will dig through the clutter in my mind and try to come up with a list.

  1. Seeing the look of love for me in someone else’s eyes.  When the emotion of love is returned it is a truly magical thing.
  2. Happiness… plain and simply smiling when you have no reason, the feeling is just there. (Sadly hard to achieve lately)
  3. Memories of friends gone.  I had a friend who was only in my life for a short time but (long story) every time I see a box of oatmeal I have to smile because I remember how he helped me out of a dark time.
  4. Musical memories.  Hearing a song can take me back.  Back to a concert, back to a first dance, back to a friend… those are all happy triggers.
  5. The smell of good food.  There are some memories triggered by scent.  One of the strongest ones for me is popcorn.  My dad made the best stovetop popcorn.  I don’t know how he seasoned it differently, I use the same seasonings and get nothing like his was.  Yum!
  6. Spiritual I guess is the feeling.  I get what I consider a closer contact with Mother Nature, Father Earth, God, Science (whatever that higher power is that exists for you) when I am in a quiet spot in nature.  Although it isn’t really quiet… birds singing, bugs buzzing, squirrels chittering, the wind through the tress.  I am connected as close as I can be.
  7. Clean and comfy… that feeling right after a shower when you step into some nice clean comfy clothes. 

(these last three are no brainers)

8. Friendship.  To spend time with friends, get a hug from a friend, laugh with a friend.  It is good for the soul.

9. The opposite side of number one… me being in love, especially the early days when you are realizing it is more there than just like or lust.

10. And the ultimate feeling of contentment lying in my lover’s arms after sex.


Now I don’t tend to tag people for challenges like these. But if you are interested in sharing your favorite feelings feel free to! It is a little bit of positivity in this bleak year.

Mumbles … Maniac

There is only one thing that comes to mind when I hear the word maniac. A few years back George Carlin did a bit on driving that was very funny. His take was the slow drivers were idiots and the fast ones were maniacs. Here is a little taste of that bit… wish I could have found the whole thing. He was a great comedic mind that I still miss. My mom would always say it would be fun to take a vacation in his head for a day. I’m not sure I could have lasted a day. Here it is…

For Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – Maniac https://fivedotoh.com/2020/05/23/fowc-with-fandango-maniac/

Mumbles … Block

(Photo by cottonbro from Pexels)

Let me mumble a little while.  Word Press is once again “improving” things.  This time it is the block editor.  I used it last night and it is not too awful bad, but that is on my laptop.  I have heard if you blog on your phone it is different.  The only major problem I came up with is I was unable to find the place to mark what category it was.  I did find the tag section when I went to post so I know I don’t have to hashtag everything.  Maybe it is a link in that section?  Anyway those who are wondering about it, I found it was not too bad.  You have to take your time and look over everything, but I am sure we will all get used to it in the long haul.  I did see that it is not mandatory so that is a saving grace for those of you who blog on the phone.

Now I think I am going to block out the world and try to get some sleep.  Have to go out and face civilization tomorrow… still not feeling brave enough to go without a mask.  I don’t want to catch it and I certainly don’t want to give it to someone if I am asymptomatic.  At least the store is close by (only about 15 blocks) and I HOPE there are not a lot of people out, but it is a holiday weekend so who knows!

Stay safe everyone!  (((HUGS)))

Getting Better With Age

(This is my maiden voyage with the new block editor… if it is messed up, I blame WordPress. Ha ha!)

Just like a fine wine

You get better with age.

Your laugh lines show more

And your hair starts to grey

(In that salt and pepper way).

I can easily see how

You’re a classic now.

And deep in my heart

You will be treasured

Like a rare antique car

That still purrs like a kitten

And runs like a dream.

For you are in my dreams,

My past,

And thankfully

My future.

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – classic https://fivedotoh.com/2020/05/21/fowc-with-fandango-classic/

#aging #dailyprompt #FOWC #classic #love

(never did find a place to mark category so I just did hashtags. Does anyone know where the category selection is in the block editing?)