Halloween Nightmare.

A Witch’s worse nightmare.

Image from Pixabay

It is hard when you’re witch,

Your presence gives polite society an itch.

When you float by in your latest gown

Women scream and men hit the ground.

Now all of the above could be a boon

Were it not Halloween very soon.

It is not my job to please them.

It is enough to make you shout and scream

When your hair looks good on Halloween.

A careless sprite has cleaned my dress

Dabbed away all signs of mess.

No that really can’t be right, looking tidy on All Souls Night.

To make it worse I just received a call to say

My Vampire friends can’t come and play.

OH! tell me what’s a girl to do

I think I am coming down with flu.

I think I have really lost the plot, that guy over there just told me I look hot!

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Look at me, I look like a fairy,

What’s going on, I should be Bloody Scary Mary!

No, I did not think so,

Eek! I just looked in the mirror where did all my attitude go?

What is a self respecting witch to do

Some pesky imp has used all my goo !

There are only four days left until Halloween

And I look like a Fairy Queen.

It gets worse, damn, this just is not fair

None of my rags are fit to wear.

They all make me look stunning .

This is the work of evil and cunning

I guess I shall just have to go and hide

Looking like this, the gossip I’ll never survive.

I shall just climb into a box

And dine on pig’s swill and slops.

I just don’t know what I have done

I even crave a little rest in the sun??

Help, this is not right I am a creature of the night.

Some sneaky sprite has put a hex on me.

The only thing I can do is flee.

One-Liner Wednesday

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

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WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Kerfe chose this week’s words. Remember, you can’t use the words. Instead, you must find synonyms to use in their place.

Transition & Harmony

This week for Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka I have chosen to do a Gogyohka. It’s about confusing information, a huge part of our lives right now.

Muddled meanings, words unclear

Won’t bring us together here

Our enemy still lingers watching us

In this time of change, fear separates

Borders hastily drawn, no reunions yet.

What day is it Anyway: Sunday 10th May 2020.

Why is Linda hosting this post.

She said.”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Why am I writing this post ? 

Because it’s day ? since we have been told by Bossa to stay home and socially distance ourselves. We are all in different circumstances and yet we are all in the same boat.

Yes it is a world full of confusion, especially here in England. I say England and not the UK because, Northern Ireland, Scotland and Wales are staying in lockdown, they have firm hard rules to follow, STAY HOME. We on the other hand have Boris! Last night he made a speech …. It was the most confusing/woolly speech ever! Here it is if you have 10/13 minutes to be totally confused.

It’s so confusing, I wish he had just left it as it was. There are enough idiots out there not playing the game. I am just dreading the new spike, I expect, in 10 to 20 days. How about, “Grandparents can drive to see grandchildren but what happens when you get there? ” …. Oh! And what about “Go to work but don’t use public transport….unless you have to”…. Oh! And not until Wednesday? The whole speech was ridiculously woolly…. please someone do something positive. It’s so late in the day . We should of had strict rules from day one and closed all ports and airports. Lockdown should of been lockdown. We are in a huge Mess!

So back to ground hog day. Up stupid o’clock, let Ruby out fed, medicate and gave Ruby water, do house work, prepare breakfast hubby up sensible o’clock. Hubby walks Ruby . I baked a banana cake.

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Hubby was outside doing the pointing on the back wall. Then I decided we needed to use up all the left over lamb. So I minced it up and, made bread crumbs, added two eggs and an onion and made rissoles.

I forgot to take a photo of the finished article but they were yummy. The hospital rang to tell us MIL had tested positive for Covid19 again. They will do another swab test again on Tuesday or Wednesday. Her temperature was still up, she has backache and has been tired for last few days. She has also bruised her knuckle possibly trying to opening the window. They were going to xray it to see what’s happened. Later in the day.

We pottered in the garden, the blind couple we help rang and and V said one of her hearing aids was not working properly. We said we’d pick it up and Hubby would check it out for her, he told her the wax guards probably needed changing. She was to put it in a bag and leave on her door step. Then we took Ruby for her walk. It had become very cold and windy!

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Hubby missed his coat. We picked the hearing aid up from the step on the way back. Hubby cleaned the wax guard out ( not a fun job) put it back together then took it back. When he got home our youngest lad and his youngest son called us on Alexa that was fun. We had a good chat.

Hubby rang the hospital to ask after MIL they said they would set up a zoom call. Hubby was delighted . Her conversation is getting better. She asked how the family was and sent her love to everyone. She said she doesn’t like the food much but she is being waited on hand and foot. She said she will feel better when she gets home. Her conversation was a little slurred but it was a conversation… amazing. She mentioned she had hurt her hand amongst other things, like not being able to do the codeword in her mazagines. It was nice to see hubby speaking to her.

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After hubby’s Zoom call I made the dinner we had the Rissoles I prepared earlier with chips and baked beans. They were very tasty.

This is how to make plump, juicy, extra tasty rissoles with hidden veggies! www.recipetineats.com

Rissoles

The speech I was talking about at the start of this post , was on at 7pm….

We finished the day off with a virtual night at the pub with our friends, they live six houses up and every Sunday since lock down we have a video call and a drink . They are great friends and always make us feel so much better. I hope we do the same for them. Then we went to bed!

Time for a Happy Song

For Graham and Sue

This is part of LindaGHill’s #WDIIA.

Confused
Love means stay away
Be safe

The Three Things Challenge. #163.

Welcome to Di of prnsitivity101, The Three Things Challenge.
Every day Di will give us three things that will hopefully trigger your creativity.
You don’t have to use them all if you don’t want to, simply read the prompt and see what comes to mind.

Today’s three things are SPORT,HOOK,CANVAS.

Image from Pixabay

Well what’s the theme?

Can’t you see, really?

Not really all I see is a lot of blobs.

They are not blobs they are runners.

Really, and that huge halo?

Yes,and thats no halo it’s a spot light.

So what’s the canvas about.

You honestly can’t see it?

No!

Its the sports arena in Hook

One Liner Wednesday. Pilates.

Badge by Laura

Pilates Teacher : “Your ribs are not your backbone, your neck is not your shoulders, your hips are not your pelvis, your legs are not your hips but your feet are your shoulders!”

thus is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday. #1linerWeds

Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the 19th, 2020. Gobbleldygook.


It’s Sunday, and time for the 19th prompt for Just Jot it January 2020, brought to us via Linda G Hill’s Just Jot it January by Jim. Thank you so much, Jim! Please be sure to visit his blog to read his post and say hello. And follow him while you’re there!.

Your prompt for JusJoJan January 19th, 2020, is “gobbledygook.” Use the word “gobbledygook” any way you’d like. Have fun!

What exactly is gobbledygook, and where does the word come from? Apparently Texas Congressman Maury Maverick coined the word in 1944 to describe the frustrating jargon used by policymakers in Washington. It reminded him of the sound of turkeys gobbling.

Gobbledygook is another word for gibberish or jargonese! Take a look at any official or governmental forms. In every day life it can be referred to as verbal diorreha. If I am stressed or frightened I am guilty of verbal diorreha and gobbleldygook.

Gobbleldygook

Gobbleldygook pouring from your mouth

Meaningless words drop out going south

Like a headless turkeys the gibberish spills

Talking such rubbish exaggerats our ills.

Here is an example of Gobbledygook

Your enquiry about the use of the entrance area at the library for the purpose of displaying posters and leaflets about Welfare and Supplementary Benefit rights, gives rise to the question of the provenance and authoritativeness of the material to be displayed. Posters and leaflets issued by the Central Office of Information, the Department of Health and Social Security and other authoritative bodies are usually displayed in libraries, but items of a disputatious or polemic kind, whilst not necessarily excluded, are considered individually.

And here is the the above in plain English.

Thank you for your letter asking for permission to put up posters in the library. Before we can give you an answer we will need to see a copy of the posters to make sure they won’t offend anyone.

Scary October 18

Here we are at the unholy month of October. I thought I would do a paranormal, witchy, unholy bunch of poems, some new and some old.

Don’t forget to check out Jane Dougherty and Kat Myrman‘s plans for this month!

Today’s poem born of confusion.

Sitting on tomorrow’s shore
Wandering just what I am here for.
My brother crows remind me of the tales of old.
When good deeds were done
And rewards were paid in gold.
Every maiden had her day
Each young Knight his courtship would his damsel pay.

Tell me brother crow most dear
Why are those days no longer here.
Where are all the happy endings gone.
Do they only exist in song.
I feel so lost in this cruel world of men.
Where dreams have been banished never to be seen againimage

One Liner Wednesday on Thursday.

An explanation is needed for this.

I have not been well and have had to visit the Drs twice this week. One my second visit I was given ‘Sledgehammer Medication’ unfortunately I missunderstood the directions. I did not take it correctly.

I spoke to the Dr this afternoon. I explained what I had done and asked would it still work.

Dr’s reply. ” Well it might, or it might not, don’t worry if it doesn’t we can try again next week” ! Well he has covered all bases hasn’t he. 😱😱😱

#1linerWeds

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Homeless At Christmas

I  originally wrote  this in  December  2013  but it is  still relevant .

I hope it won’t snow this Christmas it’s one of my biggest fears.

It was so bitter last year even thinking of it makes me shudder and shed a tear.

They won’t be eating Turkey with all the trim

Unless they find a charity shelter and they can get in.

The people at the shelters are angels from up above they give their time and plenty love.

They really are saviours they really do so much good.

They give warmth and comfort and Christmas dinner and even  Christmas pud.

OH! why are they out here I hear you say

There are lots of reasons, have you got all day? Dave got made redundant the bills he couldn’t pay So the bank stepped in and took his home away.

His wife could not stand the B&B that the social offered them

So she took the children off to live with her mum so Dave won’t see them again.

Jen, she was cheeky girl always having fun

Staying out late and playing up in the end it got too much for her mum!

After a big row one night  in the summer she asked Jen to go,

So she is struggling along out here now,when your homeless it is amazing how fast your friends all go.

Rob well his story is very sad,

It all started with his drinking then he discovered drugs he became violent and everything turned bad.

He fell out with his mother’s boyfriend who told him he had to go

And then threw him out into the December  snow.

The reasons are legion you can take your pick,

People  who  loose  their jobs  because  they became  sick

From parents who can’t cope

To addictions that make you loose all hope,

Parents or family who beat you, family who will not stop at a touch

They want you to give them way too much.

This may all seem morbid this may all seem too sad

I hate to tell you all, things can be so very, very bad.

People young and old see their hopes and dreams unfold and vanish in clouds of smoke

As they end up on the streets lost and without any hope.

So enjoy your Christmas parties, your families and your Yule tide fare

But as you raise a toast remember the homeless ones out there .

 

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