Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “if.” Start your post with the word “If.” Enjoy!
If only I’d made more time To travel to your door If only we been closer Or I’d known what I know now before. If only I had told you how much I really care If only I could touch you, If only you were here.
My dear and beautiful second eldest sister died in October 2015 . She was a nursing sister all her working life and she touched so many lives. She died a horrible and painful death due to a drug resistant bug.
Last moments
The machines murmured and slowly stopped their pings
As her soul, finally at peace, was released and found it’s wings.
After months of pain and strain she was free to run and laugh again.
I hope you are back with your true love and dancing to a sweet refrain.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “lid.” Use it in the literal sense, use it in the metaphorical sense, use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
Keep a lid on it, means keep something quiet, don’t tell a soul, a secret. Blow your lid, get angry or annoyed. Blow the lid, let the secret out. A lid is a top to a container, it can be for a box,tin,saucepan infact any type of container can have a lid. Personally I think lids have legs, arms and eyes because I have many containers in my cupboards but most of the lids have disappeared? Where do these lids go? Is there a place where all lost lids are having a huge party?
Pandora What ever you do They told her To this be true To us defer Don’t lift the lid Never let loose what’s hid She didn’t listen She needed to know. They found the lid missing It was her fault, she had to go. All of the ills and pain and strife Escaped and blighted all life.
Well what do know LindaGHill is not here this week, instead Dan (from No Facilities) is here in her stead. So in preparation for visiting with David, Cheryl, and Dan at the bar tomorrow, Dan will providing us with our Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. Okay Dan what’s the prompt please? Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “inspire/aspire/expire.” Use them in any form you like. Use one, use two or use them all if you want. If you use two, you get bonus points! If you use all three, Cheryl will put your next drink on David’s tab. Enjoy!
Inspired by Dan , who knows I aspire to be a poet I hope to claim my drink before the offer will expire!
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Aspire To fly higher To be the one Who others inspire To reach for the sun To work and have fun To live life to the full Be the best in the pool To be the goal and then expire
Our lovely host LindaGHill has given us this week’s prompt for SoCs.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “near/far.” Use “near,” use “far,” use them both if you’d like. In fact, if you start your post with one and end with the other, you get bonus points! Enjoy!
Far away in the land of never never lived Princess Charmless. Unlike all her princess sisters Charmless was far from beautiful, far from dainty and far from demure. In fact she was so far from being princess like she was often mistaken for one of the commoners. She was, though the nearest to kind in her whole family.
Now near to the castle there was a blacksmith’s forge and that’s where Charmless loved to spend her days, getting hot and dirty helping old Dan the blacksmith. Dan knew exactly who she was but chose not to let on because he was so pleased to have a young and healthy assistant.
Charmless was never happier than when busy at the forge. The King and Queen knew where Charmless was and were happy to know she was, safe and near unlike when she was younger and running off near and far!
One day Prince Charming from a neighbouring kingdom had need to visit the forge. He came in dressed in all his finery and was immediately taken by the unglamorous but cute assistant.
Well so far we have Prince Charming and Princess Charmless thrown together by fate. … Well I am running out of time so to cut a very long and involved story short , they fell in love and got married and bought a nice little castle near both kingdoms. They lived happily ever after.
Oh! They had a huge wedding and their friends came from far and near!
It’s twenty years today since 9/11, we can’t forget today or this week because the media will not let us. Sadly there have been so many incidents before and since, it never stops. There are people all over the world living with war and terrorism every day. We must never forget any of this and all that went on before 9/11 because if we do there is no hope. No we must not forget but we can’t stop there we must change, we must change.
Where. Where in the world is there peace. Where in the world do the oppressed get relief. Where in the world is there no evil Where do harsh words and deeds not spill From the mouths of leaders who’s talk is cheap They set the rules while others reap Children die and parents weep. Yet we have the answers in our reach The wherewithal is here use it I beseech.
its Saturday again and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday.Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “pin.” Use it as a noun, use it as a verb, use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
One of my sisters was a fashion designer in her working days . Of course she worked her way up but designer she was and she traveled the world, New York, Hong Kong, China, Lyon, Paris, Milan, Belfast, London. When I was a little girl I would put a coloured pin in the map to plot her progress. She always looked like a fashion plate to me, she still does, there’s a kind of elegance about her that hard to pin down. As bright as a new pin that was always her. Even now with her fingers bent and gnarled by arthritis she is as sharp as a new pin where style and fashion are concerned. She made my wedding dress so many years ago, with Taylor’s chalk, tissue pattern (she made the pattern for my dress and fitted it from scratch) satin,cotton and pins. When I was younger she made many an outfit for me, using needles and pins. My most abiding memories of Frankie are her kneeling on the floor, tape measure around her neck, pinning material to a paper pattern, tailors chalk in one hand, pincushion on her wrist, and shears in the other and a mouth full of pins.
Now the tools of my trade were not dissimilar, a pin cushion on my wrist, sharp knife,a staple gun and tape measure and of course a mouthful of pins! But that is another story.
LindaGHill popped up in my inbox today and she said : “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “my.” Start your post with the word “My.” Bonus points if you end your post with “yours.” Enjoy!“
My, my ! Life can be full of surprises. My mind often reels at what it manages to throw at us. My family play a huge part in my life in fact they are my world. Children and grandchildren are a gift, they bring us grief but they also bring is pure joy. My blog is a huge part of my life too, I have learnt a lot on there and made many friends. To my delight we are heading into Autumn my favourite season, with colours of red and gold, mists, sunshine, frost and Halloween. My mind is busily reeling at the fact that a whole week has sped by and this time last week hubby and I were getting ready for the fantastic Golden Wedding Anniversary party that our boys had organised for us. We had a wonderful day with family and friends. My hubby and I were truly touched! Well that’s my ramble for this week’s SoCs…what’s yours.
It’s Saturday and it’s time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “luck.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!”
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It was luck we met Good or bad I’ve not decided yet. Luck is such a fickle thing It can make you cry or sing.
Your Friday prompt for stream of consciousness saturday is “wee.” Use the word “wee” or find a word that contains it and use it in your post. Have fun!
Wee.
In the wee small hours of the morning Just before the dawning. A teeny weeny mouse Tippy toes around the house. Mother’s up, the baby weening The sun awakes beaming. Wee mouse is ready for bed Between the wood work to rest it’s head. Baby rests but mother weeps She’s so desparate for sleep . So much to do so she washes up and sweeps. And soaks the nappies full of wee.
