She was at the mines. Why put a woman here? Men were stronger. This was the most freedom she’d had since they had caught her. She wouldn’t waste time on such silly questions, but would study this place and find a way out. No friends, no responsibility. None of the damned things that got her … Continue reading Desperation
WW Rules My writing is below the prompt, if you're interested. Prompt Spicebush Swallowtail - Soldier's Delight, Maryland Float I don't know what creature made these footprints, but I sure am glad I wasn't here when it did! I would have become one with the mud. Mud is good on a hot day. It cools … Continue reading Wildthings Wednesday 10/6/21
Previously... South had taken them down out of the mountains, into warmer weather, and onto the grasslands. Robin was a speck riding on a fleck in a sea of green overcome by blue vastness. They had left the shelter of mountains and trees behind and her back itched, a sparrow awaiting the talons of a … Continue reading Dangers
I aspire to inspire all of you before I expire. I undoubtedly will respire during this exercise, but hopefully won’t perspire. I can’t transpire, because only plants do that (last I checked, not a plant). I’m not in cahoots with someone, so I can’t conspire in this endeavor. Unless you want to help? Hey Linda, … Continue reading Spires
We are a dog family and can’t resist sharing this with other dog families. Enjoy!
Linda’s Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “near/far.” Use “near,” use “far,” use them both if you’d like.
I’m going to cheat a bit here and use my party piece from 1965 that I never actually performed. For years I thought it was one of my Dad’s little ditties, but apparently there is one very similar so he may have modified it.
My original post is here
The Dog’s Meeting
The dogs once held a meeting,
They came from near and far,
Some came by automobile,
And some came by car.
But each one as he entered,
Before around he looked,
Had to take his tail off
And hang it on a hook.
Now when the meeting started
With each mother, son and sire,
A dirty little yellow dog
Jumped up and hollered ‘FIRE’!
They all jumped up in panic
And had no time to look,
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