Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “collar.” Use it as a verb, a noun, or metaphorically. Bonus points for using it in all three ways! Enjoy!
Now there’s the ambiguous Dog Collar, that can mean a collar for a dog or a colour for for a vicar or priest. So that is our noun.
Or we could go down the police line , so we would get a verb. To collar, to arrest someone for a criminal act, you can say you felt someone’s collar, that is also an arrest! Also the past tense ” he collared the suspect.
There is also the good old fashioned collar on, a shirt a dress a coat. That like the top paragraph is a noun.
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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Awesome! Bravo’ 👏
Thank you, I was not sure of this one 💜
Well done, Willow!
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It sure fulfilled all the aspects. Great post Willow
Thank you Sadje 💜
A wonderful response 🙂
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Nailed it sis! 💜
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Nah, not silliness. It’s clever!
Lol thank you 💜
A knowledgeable overview, sweet doggie photo, and what I believe is a thoughtful, empathetic take on the responsibilities of clergy.
Thank you JoAnna, our Ruby is at the front with a pink collar, her friends are Harry with Red Collar and his new brother from another mother also with another red collar. And yes the metaphor Tanka was a hat tip to a female Vicar 💜🦮🦮🦮
Little black labs name is Indigo 💜
Sweet pack! ❤
So lovely 💜💜
I think you got them all. Good job Willow. Here take this glass of wine.
Definitely fulfills the prompt. Another good one!!
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You hit all 3! Wonderful job.
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Sounds like whoever the clergywoman is she doesn’t like the collar. I have heard their collars called ‘dog collars’ too. I wonder where that came from? The implication being that they are like dogs? or restrained.
Mainly they are to referred to as dog collars because they look like dog collars, eg, simply a round band.