SoCS

A Little Bit of Flash Fiction

#JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness made me do it!

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A Story to tell from beginning to end

The end of a good mystery movie always circles back to the beginning of the story. Notice in these old movies they start with a whopper of a storm, dramatic lightning, thunder, the wind howling, blowing windows while curtains dance all around, lights suddenly disappear.
Have you noticed that the mystery story always begins in an old creeky house, with one or several guests who can’t leave because of the storm?
Next: Everyone gets sleepy!
Now that I have set the stage, the mystery unfolds! The guest ushered to their room, waiting for the stormy night to pass. And so it does!
Peaceful morning, the smell of fresh coffee and sweet cakes rouse all occupants.
“Where is our guest?”
Nowhere to be found his shoes perfectly placed under the unslept bed.
Pooof gone! Like that!
Years later, the youngest occupant, still a child, returns from school and notices all the dust cluttered under the ominous bed.
“Hey mom, today the teacher told us about our body how it begins and ends as dust to dust.”
“Someone under this bed is either going or just beginning.”

Carrot Ranch

As the River Flows

A prompt that creates tears to flow as a river is described here for the interested brought to my attention by reading Colleens site today! Thank you Colleen!

January 28, 2021, prompt: In 99 syllables/words (no more, no less), write a story about life as a river of consciousness. I tried a Double Ennead as Colleen’s Contribution. To participate, here’s the link:  CARROT RANCH I also wrote the same in the requested 99 word (no more, no less) prompt.

My Double Ennead

Child is born, parents with
high hopes, their baby
a sprinkle grows — a world pulls child into it.
growing while still flowing
began a small stream

Gravity pulls it down
moving toward an
ocean of eternity. Banking down — down!
the river’s future with
twists and turns, the bends

The land around is life!
with uphill climbs or
easy low valley flows —rolling from a height
with ups downs. Life, that gift
ends — Begins Again!

My 99 word story

A child is born, parents have high hopes, small as a sprinkle, and grows as the world pulls the child into it.
Growing and flowing began a small stream. Gravity pulls it down, moving toward an ocean of eternity. Banking, down to the river’s future. The twists and turns, the bends. The land around is life! Changing from an uphill climb to a comfortable flow in a low valley. Life as a river flowing from height, beginning down through the world. Ups, downs, twists, bends. Life, a gift — a river that someday will end. Ends — or begins again?

#writephoto, Photo Challenge

The Angry Rock #writephoto

The Angry Rock

An Angry Rock was sitting there all alone, and I wondered how did it get there?  How does anything or anyone get where we are?  I thought. 

It all began one fine afternoon, exploring while on a needed respite from work. I came across a path, a little rough, enough to be thankful for the hiking boots I wore. As I hiked closer to this towering boulder, my curiosity stirred my imagination; I hoped it would not choose this time to wobble as I so desired to see what was on the other side of the bending road ahead.  

As I got under the dark statue-like figure above, it appeared to have a face, shouting, “Who goes there?” Do I dare to continue?

Would you?

DailyEcho

Word of the Day Challenge

Lollipop Heaven

I hope this amusing post meets with Fandango’s idea about words;
also, the challenging word “obscure,” inspired by The Word of the Day
.

A creative parent trying to explain death to a youngster, in my opinion, might consider using words that would be obscure in the sense of realizing the mind of the innocent, their ability to perceive what we adults can not fully understand. This short story might explain my meaning.

Titled: “Lollipop Heaven”
Within the world of whimsical a short time ago, it was very sad for a lonesome little child. Someone, she loved recently died; as she sat quietly thinking, looking up to her mother, she asked.
“What is Heaven?”
Her mother’s eyes widened as she spoke softly. “Heaven is a place where we all want to see because the colors there are very vivid and true to their names.” Oranges and yellows are brighter than the sun, blues and greens are deeper than the oceans. All the clouds floating above are cotton candy, mountains covered with whipped cream, and the flowers there never wilt; in fact, are lollipops to pick.”
“Wow!” The child bellowed! “Grandma is so lucky; no wonder she won’t come back.”

Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

Purpose of Life

Butterfly Cinquain

The Butterfly Cinquain is: ○ 9 line poem. ○ syllabic, 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line. Using synonyms for the words PAST and PRESENT.

Fashioned for Word Craft Prose and Poetry.

Sometime
Pioneering
Remembering ago
Days of happy memory
Submit
Here and now presently — knowing
Daybreak may never come.
Purpose in life
Fulfilled ¿

dVerse

dVerse made me do it!

“Jesus saith to him: I am the way, and the truth, and the life. (John 14:6)

Now for the Quadrille . . . . counting 1 -2- 3 —-44 words

Sorry folks, the word “way” made me post today!
It’s all about love, you see, love is always the way!
The way to peace is through Love; It’s in the will!
Stop! Whatever, please don’t take another pill!
Choose happiness; wish someone Happy Birthday!

dVerse

Saturday Mix

Same Difference

Same Same But Different

Your ‘Same Same But Different’ task is to take the five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing. That’s right; you need to dig out your thesaurus and find a synonym for each word instead.

Your words are:

  1. For the word “see” I used the synonym notice
  2. For “blue” I used the synonym moody
  3. “soft” synonym foolish
  4. “kind” = style
  5. “weak” = quiet

Your writing form is either poetry or prose.

I wonder how and have you noticed?

The different personalities; we all have our own style!

Some of us are moody others foolish!

I better be quiet before I give myself away!

dVerse, poetry

What the World Needs Now

dVerse a poem

The Rosary

Beads to hold between fingers.
Living, breathing, life’s weapon!
We pray first through the short links—
Represent — our life, short! Next
The endless circle — Eternity!
Suggesting infinity! Never-ending beads
Slip along the ring around a blessed
String. Perfumed as the scent of a rose
Rising to heaven! She offers us her
Baby Son! It all began with the angel’s
Words, “Hail Mary full of grace.”
God’s creation perfectly as His Mother
Must be! She gave us the rosary!

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge

The Great American Betrayal

GO Dog

I wonder why! Don’t you?
Who is the real party of hate?
Who incites others to harass?

Harass those who want Free Speach.
Harass Trump supporters or worse?


Laugh and approve as hatefuls pose
with a severed head of the President?

Boo, Hoo, and wah-wah they cry mommy,
all the way home! You poor little dears.

Are you so offended AGAIN!



Although it feels AND WE are in that ship! Remember!
Remember a story; Matthew 8;24
It is written: “And behold a great tempest arose in the sea, so that the boat was covered with waves, but He was asleep. And they came to Him, and awaked Him, saying: Lord, save us, we perish.
And Jesus saith to them: Why are you fearful, O ye of little faith?

Our day is coming and sooner than you may believe.

Ah! Another Challenge

Fandango’s Challenge

Fandango did it again!

What a great idea for a challenge; looking back, I posted this below on January 9, 2019.
I couldn’t pass the opportunity to publish, since it explains why I woke up this morning so happy! (My post for another time)
Happy New Year to all! Here is my flashback inspired by the famous Fandango!

My FLASHBACK FROM January 9, 2019 TWO years ago, from TODAY!

dVerse

dVerse IS BACK!

For dVerse where we are asked to write a Haibun about a new beginning a first!

Writing not one but four, and this will be my fifth post today, that is a first for me.

Another new beginning I recently experience was moving from my large three bedrooms, three-story home into my converted basement into what I call my cozy cave. (bottom story)

Why the move? Its been eight years since my beloved husband passed, and my six children have long left the nest. My life is in the state of the reverse; in other words, the children I cared for will now care for me.

Now that the packing and sorting out “stuff” is over, finding places for my keepsakes here in my cozy cave was challenging but fun.

I bet you wonder who is living upstairs? Two doggies, one cat, two lovely children (girls), and their mother, my daughter.

Alone, no! Not I
Noise yes!—Quietly! Snowfalls
Float toward the goal

Ah! Another Challenge

What is the FUTURE of my BLOG?


History of my Blog

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/01/04/blogging-insights-my-blog-in-2021/TODAY’S QUESTIONS 
How do you see your blog in 2021? What are your hopes and aspirations for your blog this year?

Why has my blog evolved into what it is today? The essence or heart of my blog, when I posted my first time has slightly changed.
I intended to post things like this one published here, one of several first things I published. Click here to read.

AS a beginner blogger and to my surprise, I started to see comments and likes; as I began to read other bloggers, I discovered “prompts & challenges.”

I love a challenge! PLUS Along with the prompts and challenges!

My amateur/newbie poetry was born; Along with my stern opinions on politics; “forget-me-not” my attempt at humor, I tried to interject here and there.

My followers, when they slowly came, was to me a surprise!
Some are atheists but, for the most part, very polite to me; others are therapists of a sort. Few are religious, or I haven’t noticed yet!
Like myself, we are all seeking, “Seek and you shall find.”

Thinking now for 2021 I will carry on, adding once in awhile a story about a Saint I admire. My hope to be helpful to others as so many people here have inspired me of how to blog, write poetry seek out “Found Poetry.” And to just SEEK while learning new things.

Word of the Day Challenge

A New Year brings the act of RENEWAL

The word of the day is RENEWAL and why not? Happy New Year to all!

Bloggers everywhere are posting the good, bad, and ugly of the want to be forgotten 2020 year of Our Lord.

It was okay for me — I don’t go out much anymore anyway, to church, grocery store, and a doctor trip; plus, where I live, they are all open.

Most of the time, since I go out very seldom, the worst that happens to me is I forget to take my mask until I drive up to my destination.

I didn’t get sick, not even a little sniffle, although the dreaded virus was all around me, some family members, friends, and the funniest part was they all had to be tested to make sure they were sick.

Don’t get me wrong; I believe the virus is serious; my prayers are for it to be over ASAP. Who knows, maybe I will get it in 2021, yet I can’t worry about that either, knowing I will not live forever anyway.

At this point in my life, right now! No! I will not be vaccinated. For those that want to be, that is your choice, remember “My Body My Choice.” As the liberals like to chant.

In the meantime, I will try to keep my New Year resolution, giving up my favorite treat, candy! Saying extra prayers for everyone, even all of you and everybody in the world, since God is not limited, why not pray for the world as a whole!

It certainly is a time for balance and getting on with our life; LIFE a gift from God. Remember always to please God not man, that goes for the government too! Put God first and I guarantee you will have a great New Year!

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Once Upon a Time … Oh oh!

three line tales, week 257: a woman walking over a narrow bridge over a body of water
Three Line Tales

Once upon a time, a child on a walk; wondered how to cross the murky water that greeted her.

Seeing a long worn bridge just ahead, tic-tac-toe, she thought — what fun!

Her tiny little steps ever so carefully she crept, oh oh O is amiss — turning she went back.

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