Dale offers the prompt “shades of gray” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
Beach sand without too much debris is mostly shades of gray.
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One of my poems, Light and Dark, was published today in Whispers and Echoes. I am grateful to the editor for selecting it.
Dale offers the prompt “ferns and fungi” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
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Also, today, one of my poems, “Library”, has appeared in Whispers and Echoes. I am grateful to the editor for selecting it.
Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday.
One of my poems, Perfect Peace, appeared this morning in Whispers and Echoes. I am grateful to the editor for selecting it.
Since the alternatives weren’t working, Evie decided to yield to grace rather than self-justification as she apologized to Adam when she and Lilith ran into him again.
Lilith quickly clarified that what Evie meant was they were not going to tolerate Adam’s abuse any longer and there would be severe consequences if he refused to cooperate with their demands which she took from her bag and began to read.
While Lilith was running her mouth Adam wondered if Evie’s sudden change of heart meant she didn’t know as much about what was going on as he thought. Deciding to gamble on Evie being deceived, Adam shifted his attention to Lilith abruptly interrupting her “demands” and telling her to “get the hell out of here”.
Offended by such rude behavior Lilith made a mistake – common among humans and common among her own kind – thinking she could take brief detours from her assignments to get even with someone who deliberately ticked her off and thereby expose her more authentic voice as a hiss and her more authentic body as that of a serpent now rising slowly above Adam’s head.
Standing his ground Adam baited the snake (or demon, or whatever it might turn into next) to increase its arrogance – bolder, louder, meaner – for all to see until it realized that it had to obey and the fastest way that this particular whatever-it-was knew how to obey was poof.
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Denise offers the prompt word “yield” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
One of my poems, Perfect Peace, appeared this morning in Whispers and Echoes. I am grateful to the editor for selecting it.
Dale offers the prompt “off the beaten track” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
Although there is likely a paved bikeway nearby in Florida you could get off that beaten track to walk on the sands of the ocean shore for many miles.
However, it is not as easy to walk on the shifting, unbeaten down sand as it is to walk on the bike trail. You do get to see all kinds of things the waves wash to shore.
When Evie and her best friend Lilith started Poof, International it was Evie’s secret apple delight recipe, inherited from her great grandmother, combined with Lilith’s secret poof formula, inherited from some distant ancestor she no longer needed to remember, that put the company on a firm enough footing to attract investor interest.
Even though they were now both gazillionaires they remained graduate students at the University of Noital so they could find their Mr. Rights, or at least Evie was looking for Mr. Right, while Lilith would have been content with a boatload of Mr. Wrongs whom she could vanish when a fresh boat docked.
While wandering through the cafeteria they noticed Adam sitting across from some guy who looked like he didn’t know he was a guy, but then they realized to their horror that this was that very Adam, that notorious, deceitful, no-good, anti-poof terrorist, who was eating from a sack lunch containing a disgusting, greasy burger with wimpy fries. Evie grabbed a plate load of poof with the intent of making the terrorist eat it all in front of her while Lilith vanished the other guy since, whatever it was, it was getting in the way of Evie having a private moment with Adam.
When Evie returned after watching Adam abruptly leave the cafeteria Lilith asked, How did your first date go? – knowing full well how it went.
Evie was nearly in tears as she said, while Lilith cooed in sympathy walking her back to their waiting limousine, I gave him the poof and told him to eat it and he refused and so I told him we were finished – THROUGH – and he said that we were NEVER together – that this was the FIRST time we ever spoke a word to each other – which was ridiculous (and Lilith agreed) – and then he lectured me (and Lilith said, “How dare he!”) and then he had the nerve to just get up and leave (and Lilith said, “Men!”) as if I – I – were the one making a scene (and Lilith said, “Poor baby!”).
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Denise offers the prompt word “sack” for this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
Dale offers the prompt “summer fun” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
The first two are photos of flowers from the past enjoying the sun.
The last photo is a view of Lake Wylie, from the North Carolina side.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 