Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Butter.

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It’s time again for our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Our hostess LindaGHill has given us the prompt:“butter.” Use it as a noun, use it as a verb, use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

Butterfly Tanka.

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Butter, Butterfly 🦋

Drawn to light you swoop and fly 🦋

Please don’t make me cry.🦋

Use your magic Butterfly 🦋

Let me win before I die. 🦋

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Feb. 27, 2021

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “-sty.” Find a word that ends in “-sty” or use the word “sty.” Enjoy!

Honesty is a commodity that is very often in short supply these days. On a large scale our leaders an politicians very often just play fast and loose with it, interested in their own ends. None of them have the decency or honesty to admit the mistakes they make.

We are often very tight on honesty with ourselves and others. Yet there are always those who’s honesty shines like a becon. They are like lighthouses guiding us through stormy waters.

I shall be honest now, I am not the best person I could be, not the best wife, mum, grandma, friend, sister but I try I know my faults. Let me guide you to a wonderful soul Sue Vincent. A beautiful person full of love and honesty.

© SueVincent

One-Liner Wednesday. Men.

Hubby and I took Ruby for her second walk this afternoon and I was walking just behind them. Ruby stopped suddenly, so did hubby, so I stopped too, so as not to walk into Hubby. Ruby shifted back as did hubby’s…right on to my fault.

Hubby snapped”Don’t stand right behind mind me…be more careful” ?????

Bloody Men.

Oh, my foot is sore up it is okay.

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

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Feb. 20, 2021

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It’s Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “nerve.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!.

Nerve, don’t lose your nerve. I decided to do an Acrostic Tanka.

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Never let it show
Even if you feel threatened
Retreats no option
Valour is the only course
Ever brave, do hold your nerve

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Feb. 13, 2021

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Its Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Today Linda said :
“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “above/below.” Use one, use both, use ’em however they inspire you. Bonus points if you use them both. Enjoy!”

© hotpinkWellington’s.

Above and below
A father and son’s love grow.
Parental care shows.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Feb. 6, 2021

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It’s Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “flag.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

The white flag is an internationally recognized protective sign of truce or ceasefire, and request for negotiation. It is also used to symbolise surrender, since it is often the weaker party which requests negotiation. It is also flown on ships serving as cartels. A white flag signifies to all that an approaching negotiator is unarmed, with an intent to surrender or a desire to communicate. Persons carrying or waving a white flag are not to be fired upon, nor are they allowed to open fire. The use of the flag to request parley is included in the Hague Conventions of 1899 and 1907.

The first mention of the usage of white flags to surrender is made during the Eastern Han dynasty (AD 25–220). In the Roman Empire, the historian Cornelius Tacitus mentions a white flag of surrender in AD 109. Before that time, Roman armies would surrender by holding their shields above their heads. The white flag was widely used in the Middle Ages in Western Europe to indicate an intent to surrender. The colour white was used generally to indicate a person was exempt from combat; heralds bore white wands, prisoners or hostages captured in battle would attach a piece of white paper to their hat or helmet, and garrisons that had surrendered and been promised safe passage would carry white batons. Information from Wikipedia.

Okay Covid19 I am tired of all of this I am waving a white flag .

#JusJoJan prompt the 31st – “Candy”

Today LindaGHill’s Justjojan prompt I’d Candy. I chose to write an Acrostic Tanka.

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Candy Tanka.

Candy, sugar sweet
Are those lips peppermint pink
Neat hair, is just so
Daring you to steel a kiss.
You share with her candy bliss

The Friday Reminder for #SoCS & #JusJoJan 2021 Daily Prompt – Jan. 30th

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “the beginning, the end.” Write about the beginning of something and the end of  something. Bonus points if your first sentence contains “the end” and your last sentence contains “the beginning.” <– Read that again. Have fun!

Churchill loved cigars.
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“This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.”

These famouse words spoken by Wartime Prime Minister Winston Churchill , in Autumn of 1944. Just when things look darkest he asked the nation to draw on new depths of strength to fight of a dark enemy.

Now the entire world is faced with an invisible dangerous and comon enemy we need to think on those words. We must all pull together, the whole world. We need to stop petty arguments about vaccines and boarders we are all one against the virus. Do your part wear a mask, social distance and wash your hands.

Winston Churchill for all his faults spoke a lot of sense.

“This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.”

This is part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday and Jusjojan

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#JusJoJan prompt the 28th – “Storm”

“Storm, storm hold up why are you in such a mood?” Jim shouted at his sister as she stomped across the bar! As she went through the door into the street he caught up with her. “What’s with you, why the face and why were you so mad with that guy, do I need to punch his lights out? “

Storm turn to face her brother eyes flashing and red hair flailing around. “Why,” she shouted, “why did mum and dad call me Storm, I mean Storm for God’s sake it caused me nothing but hassle.” Jim smiled , you know sis it’s not your name it’s your temper that gives you all the grief, not your name! ” He looked her straight in the eyes and smiled, she smiled and then they both laughed. “Mum always said you were born the night of 15 October 1987, the night of Hurricane, the night Michael Fish said there was no storm comming but there was! ” “Yes ” Storm replied, “Dad was working away and mum went into labour! Trees down cars and debris flying around… mum whisked off to hospital, the ride from hell, she called it. You went into Mrs Tyson next door didn’t you.” Laughing Jim agreed.

“So you were called storm …just be grateful they didn’t pick Hurricane! God your tempers scary enough as it is!”

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Part of LindaGHill’s Justjojan

One-Liner Wednesday/JusJoJan the 27th, 2021 – Vampires

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Oh! To feel the quickening, veins full of fire
to be Immortal a vampire I desire!

This is part of LindaGHill’s Justjojan.

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