The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 3, 2023

Hi everyone it Saturday and Linda is here with our Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt.

Badge by Shelley Krupa..

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “left alone.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

Garbo in Inspiration.jpg

Garbo in Inspiration (1931)

Greta Garbo famously said I want to be alone

image from Tenor

Sometimes I just want to be left alone to do my own thing. I want peace and quiet all on my own . Sometimes I just crave peace.

Last night hubby messed with my phone
How I wish he’d left it alone.
Now it’s being so picky
Even doing this post is tricky.
I am not a happy bunny
No none of this is funny.
I need to sign into everything
It’s all getting under my skin
In a bad mood now
I just might pick a row
Like a dog without a bone
How I want to be left alone.


Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 461 FEET and Flippers.

Haiku Challenge
Ronovanwrite’s .
photo ©SueVincent

Gliding like a swan
My feet like flippers peddling
Belying the calm

Poem © willowdot21



This is an old poem I have reviewed and revamped and I hope made it stronger

image from here

Anger is nasty, harsh and mean
Anger is aggressive always causing a scene.
Anger is childish demanding attention
Anger, kicking out, smashing all convention.

Laughing when you break down and cry
Never giving a shit nor will it
explain why.
Growing in the dark, feeding on insecurities and hate
Ever feeding on panic it can never sate

Ripping away at your innards growing a pace.
It laughs at you as you fall from grace.

Anger is ever present spoiling all it touches
Anger, a vicious bitch kicking away your crutches.
Anger a cancer chewing at your bowel
Never flinching however much you howl.

Ripping away at your innards growing a pace.
It laughs at you as you fall from grace.

Anger is a malicious back stabbing snide
It will rip you apart and toss you to one side.
Anger will suck your blood and gnaw on your bone
It will drain you of life and dump lost and alone.

Ripping away at your innards growing a pace.
It laughs at you as you fall from grace.

Anger ever present stripping the good away
Never gives in, chipping away at you night and day
Growing and gathering momentum consuming you from within
Dripping viscous poison in your ear whilst wearing a grin

Ripping away at your innards growing a pace.
It laughs at you as you fall from grace.

Recoiling from kindness and light
It feeds on your soul by day and night.

One-Liner Wednesday. Arrrrrrrrrrrrrgh.

Apparently I needed to book an annual review at the Drs.

“Thank you for holding your call is important to us and we will answer as soon as a receptionist is available. For your position in the queque please press one. “

Lol these loop, tapes how many times can we hear that message before we lose the will to live! ?.


The A Mused Poetry Contest 11/14 – 12/11/2020

The Christmas Email 🎄

T’was the night before Christmas, I’m peeling the sprouts,
I’ll regret it tomorrow of that I’ve no doubts.
I’ve spent hours wrapping pressies for under the tree.
Everyones socially distancing so it’s up to me.
This year’s been a bummer so I thought let’s spread the joy
(cough) Here’s our news which is bound to annoy.
Lets start with grandpa well he’s loosing the plot
he’s been stalking the estate quite a lot.
Since they said he can drive no more,
he’s been acting like a bear with a head that’s sore!
Hubby has been busy washing hands and making masks
when people get too close he takes them to task.
Jerome, Cathy and Hermione are fine,
in and out of school all the time.
Fighting over computer, laptop and tablet …all of them mine!
We’ve all had to isolate at different times ,
we’ve done as we’re told to avoid fines!
We’re all sick of watching the neighbours breaking the rules.
How will we ever be rid of this Covid surrounded by fools.
The chickens stopped laying last week,
the hamsters are missing we’ve not heard a squeak.
We’ve had our fair share of hospitals and Ambulances too.
But to be fair in lockdown there’s not much to do!
My goodness is that the time,
I must get this sent then open the wine.
Merry Christmas to you and your bubble,
let’s hope 2021 is less trouble.
The Vaccine is coming we’ll all grow two heads..I don’t really care, in 100years we’ll all be dead!

© willowdot21

Part of Chelsea Owen’s mused poetry Challenge.

Get me a piece of cake.

Photo by cottonbro on

Give me a piece of cake
It might just stop that ache
It is eating me up inside
Cake might make it subside.

Oh! let me close my eyes
I have had enough of your lies
Give me a piece of cake
It might just stop that ache.

I worry so all night
My terrors all take flight
The early hours multiply fears
Soon I shall be drowning in my tears

All is becoming very plain
Worms are eating my brain
Give me a piece of cake
It might just stop that ache.

Image from Pixabay

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