The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Sept. 26/2020

Shelley Krupa

It is time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week our prompt. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “container.” Use the word “container” any way you’d like. Or think about a container of some kind and write about it. Enjoy!

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Today I am awake at stupid o’clock. I am depressed, tired and near to tears. It’s stupid really, I am being selfish. Yesterday was a total wash out I even annoyed hubby who has been great, even if not a little over protective. I think he’d like to put me in a container and keep me safe. I am shielding because I have been unwell since June,in hospital, out of hospital in again and now waiting for an operation. I feel guilty because there are people far worse off than me.

Last night I had really bad dreams which I just can’t shake off today, I need another container to put those in so I can throw them away and they would stop getting to me.

Covid19, yes we definitely need another container for that. Darn thing busy mutating, coming back for another bite at us all. It doesn’t look like things are going to improve anytime soon. Yup I am a miserable cow today better put me in a container too!

The misery in this container was brought to you by way of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. I am off now before you all fall asleep from boredom or clear off for fear of catching the blues.

Bee’s Virtual McMillan Coffee Morning… supporting a Cancer Charity

Bee is having a Fund Raiser for Charity . . Macmillan Cancer Charity.

Read her post here and if you can donate.

My Red Killer Shoes.

I know I put this out last week but it needs to be said again . Come on Red Shoes get kicking !

These are my, can do shoes! My  not going to listen to you shoes!

My get up and go shoes! My stamp on and kick the shit out of the blues, shoes!

My ain’t gonna be be put on by you shoes! My skipping and dancing in the moonlight shoes.

My walking the righteous path shoes! my  who am I kidding shoes?

My kicking up a rumpus fetch me my compass shoes!

My who you looking at shoes, my cop an eye full of this shoes!

My ain’t behaving well shoes. My dancing on the ceiling enjoying every second shoes!

My in ya face, fall from grace shoes. My come and get me shoes,

My tiny winy skirt shoes! My delights are on offer shoes!

My need a thrill shoes,  my ones and twos shoes!

My I am bored shoes, my I want it now shoes!

My singing in the rain shoes, my apple pie up in the sky shoes!

My tipping the scales my way shoes, my light a candle say a prayer shoes!

My uppdido shoes, my yabbadabbado shoes!

My who am I kidding shoes, my I wish I was not such a wooze shoes!

My when is it my turn shoes? My fingers burned all hopes spurned shoes!

My bridges burnt shoes, my lessons learnt shoes!

My on my own shoes, my without a home shoes! My nothing left to loose shoes!

These are my I can beat you shoes, my watch it! your days are numbered shoes.

My, we have your measure now shoes. My cut you out, kick you hard shoes,

My grind you into the floor shoes!!My laugh in your face shoes!!

My Cancer we will wipe  you out shoes, My, we will without  a doubt shoes!

MY WE ARE GONNA WIN SHOES!!!!

my red shoes.

To my friends 💜💜💜💜💜

Three things Challenge #368

Welcome to The Three Things Challenge.
For those of you unfamiliar with the challenge, every day Di at pensitivity101 lists three things that may, or may not, be related.
The challenge is to simply read the prompt and see where your creativity takes you, using one, two or all three words in your post. There are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre apart from keeping it family friendly.
You can use the 3TC, #threethingschallenge or TTC as a tag and the logo if you wish.

Your three things today are:

MONEY
PRESSURE
TICKET

So with apologies to the Valentine brothers, Queen and David Bowie and the Beatles.


Money’s too tight to mention
People on the streets,under pressure.
I got a ticket to ride and I don’t care.

This is part of pensitivity101’s Daily Three Things Challenge

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 24 (LOOK) This week, it’s the C rhyme line.

Ronovanwrite’s chose the word LOOK this week’s Décima. If you want to combine it with your Haiku from Monday’s Haiku Challenge prompt of (FURY & SLOW)

Décima The furies

A slow burn like dying embers
Though it carries the highest heat
Slipping away in to defeat
Slow fury stirs and remembers
Forgotten cold from Decembers
Don’t let it die by hook or crook
Into those yellow eyes don’t look.
Medusa and her furies stand
Hungry like dogs devour the land
Resistance they will never brook

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This is part of Ronovanwrite’sDécima challenge.

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Wordless Wednesday

Part of Wordless Wednesday

One-Liner Wednesday

This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

Our House. Memories.

Tonight while having a WhatsApp group chat with friends talking about old times I remembered the home I grew up in.

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Our house

In  the  middle  of  a  terrace,  in a horse shoe  surrounding  a green

It was  home  to us  all.  Our safe place, the best sight ever  seen.

In the  winter  icicles  appeared  on  the window inside  as well as  out

No  heating in the  bedrooms so   we  froze without  a doubt.

The  backroom was cosy there  was always  a fire in the grate

We fought to  sit at the  hearth, huddling  together extra heat  to  create .

Summer was different  the windows  and  doors open wide

The  garden  full of  veg and  blackberries  and  mud  we’d  trail inside!

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Not mum   but  not  far off.

Christmas time  was  special everyone  hanging up  the glitter

Mum  baking in the  kitchen  Dad and  the  boys  having  a  sneaky  bitter.

When I was  little, everyone  went to midnight Mass  except  Mum and  me,

We’d stay home and  dress the Christmas tree. Ready for  the  others on their  return   see.

There  were  so many  of us  yet  no  one  was ever turned  away

Whoever  turned up was welcome, relative , friend, waif or stray.

Dad had  an office in the  front  room each night he’d do his  Union work

Men came for help. After his  working  day. His responsibilities  he didn’t  shirk.

There were only  three bedrooms all packed  to  overflowing

It could be  very  hectic  because  we would not  stop growing.

Four generations. So many memories,  too many  to  share

Sadly  the  house is  sold  and  closed  to me, though it is  still there.

We all got  Married  from  that  house, we were  all were  blessed

Our  Parents did not have  much  but  they  always  did  their best.

Funerals  Parties  and  reunions  it was  always  the place  to meet

For  over  sixty years  it  made  our lives  complete.

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Our House 

In  the  middle  of  a  terrace,  in a horseshoe  surrounding  a green

It was  home  to us  all.  Our safe place , the  best sight ever  seen

The A Mused Poetry Contest 9/19 – 9/25/2020

Chelsea Owens has challenged us to have some fun. Rule one below.

Seasons are changing. The Theme is a funny haiku (or, more technically accurate, a senryu) about seasonal change. Spring, fall, summer, winter, autumn; whatever.

© willowdot21.

Days are getting short
Gaia’s tempers getting fraught
We just won’t be taught

All rules for this prompt can be found at Chelsea’s post.

Happy Autumn 🍁🍁🍁🍁🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍂🍁🍁🍁

COLLEEN’S 2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 196, #THEMEPROMPT

Happy Mabon! Today is the Autumnal Equinox!It’s the fourth week of the month! Are you ready for a theme prompt? Franci Hoffman, aka Eugi’s Causerie II, from last month’s challenge picked the theme.This month’s theme is:

The Night Sky

Hail
Darkness
Spotted by
Sparkling diamonds
Cool,crisp, magical
Sweet ,fresh air wafts about
Dreams come easier with blessed
Dark starry nights they’re always best.
After the heat of an Autumn day.
The blessed night washes our sins away
.

I 💜 Autumn 🍁🍁🍁🍂🍂🍂🍁

This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge

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