Proverbial Fairy Tale: Yadda Yadda Yadda

Once upon a time I listened to the yadda, yadda, yadda of a spell echo round the cylindrical walls of a black cauldron filled with a smelly, syrupy soup concocted to fix whatever it was the witch doctor stirring the pot said was wrong with me. Doc ladled some of the syrup into a cup and gave it to me forcing me to wrap my fingers around the cup’s ornate handle featuring a smiling serpent with a wicked forked tongue sticking out.

Now, what would you have done? Would you politely drink whatever was in the cup or would you dump it all out?

I often just drink it, but this time I poured it out when doc wasn’t looking. An ugly monster rose from the dirt floor and grew to immense proportions before its head exploded – and I was glad it didn’t do that in my stomach – leaving me happily ever after to tell the tale.

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Denise offers the prompt word “echo” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

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Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

17 thoughts on “Proverbial Fairy Tale: Yadda Yadda Yadda”

  1. Tiny sip, observe results, then listen with one’s heart and soul. But we all gulp the whole thing, time and again, in our search for what’s real; we hope that sprouts empathy when we risk it all…

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  2. A good reminder, Frank, to be careful what we put in our minds, lest it erupt from our mouths. A good caution for the new year as the world grows more turbulent. A blessed, happy 2025 to you!

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