Monthly Archives:March 2013

Sorry?

March 31st, 2013 / Categories: Moose Nuggets / 2 Comments »

once again proving I have eclectic tastes . . . following up on my Easter haiku, here is a piece for Lance’s 100 Word song. The song of the week is Dead Sara’s Sorry for It All.

Cold wind cut through my jacket. Standing on a street corner at 5 below isn’t pleasant, especially not dressed as I was. Alfonzo picked out tonight’s outfit: pink mini with yellow tights, white go-go boots, topped by fuchsia jean jacket and black bustier. He chose the blonde wig, too. Says the johns like long curls.

“Damn, Stacey, it’s coldern’ a witches teat out here tonight. Ain’t ‘lonzo got any sense ‘tall?” Margot ground out a cigarette, shivered and walked to a waiting car.

“I don’t care what this guy offers, Stace. If he’s got a workin’ heater I’m getting’ in.”

He is Risen!

March 29th, 2013 / Categories: haiku, poetry / 5 Comments »

Christ my Lord arose
breaking the chains holding me
captive to my sin

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for Haiku Friday with Lou
Have a blessed Easter, my friends.

Ain’t Misbehavin’

March 29th, 2013 / Categories: Velvet Verbosity, words / 2 Comments »

Mama, we’s bein’ good. We ain’t misbehavin’ at all.

She smiled at her trio of flour-faced, chocolate-covered miscreants and began to mop up.

Triplets! Sue had been blessed with three after having lost so many. They were a joy, but some days she was just so tired for the caring of them.

Her own mama visited her often. She would take Sue gently in her arms and whisper, “but for God’s great love you would not have these three. Rejoice in your tiredness and keep on giving them love.”

“Looks like cookies,” Sue laughed. “Let’s bake a batch for Daddy.”

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This is for VV’s challenge MISBEHAVIN’. I did not have any multiple births, but have always had a group of kidlets around me. I have felt Sue’s tiredness. My hat is off to families with multiples. Let’s make cookies!

nettsu / Food Photos / CC BY-NC-ND

Idioms x 33

March 29th, 2013 / Categories: trifecta / 25 Comments »

Pops, can I borrow $10?

Sweetie, we need milk.

Honey, the washer broke and we need tires.

Susie needs braces and Will needs running shoes.

Do these people think I’m made of money?
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above pic from stock images.

Trifextra’s challenge is to write 33 words utilizing an idiom somewhere in those words. I chose Made of Money.

Up and Down Day

March 23rd, 2013 / Categories: Family, Velvet Verbosity, words / 6 Comments »

I was seven or eight. Remembering which rent house we lived in helps put a date on it.

It had been an up and down day. Daddy had been drinking – again – out of work – again – my sister and I were quarreling – again. He’d had enough. Sent us to bed. We fussed. He heard.

Mom came to us. Whispered. “He wants me to spank you. You’re just little girls. I won’t spank you. You must be brave and cry when I tell you to.” Then, as she lovingly tucked us into bed she slapped her own bare legs. “Cry now, girls.”
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The 100 Word Challenge this week is TUCK. This is written in honor of my mother who suffered unthinkable things at the hands of my father. She protected my younger sister and me many times. This is a true story. My mother was a survivor. I wish I could tell her how much that night meant to me, even though I did not understand it at the time.

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