Category Archive:Moose Nuggets

“Let’s face it. It’s all about me.”

Richard slammed the door. An ending – a finality of emotion wrung from my heart.

He was gone. He was gone and I was left here alone.

I found the note – placed precisely in the center of our hospital cornered bed.

Amanda –
No more lies. I want to be here. I can’t be here. I feel life passing me by and I cannot bear it.

If I stay I will lose more of me than I can stand to lose. I need to be free.

Let’s face it. It’s all about me.

Goodbye
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A darker challenge from Lance and Frelle, with Lacuna Coil’s Within Me. And, again, it will come as no surprise to you to know I’d never heard this song (I know, what DOES the Moose do with her days???) I am enjoying these challenges because they encourage me to widen my musicality somewhat.

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We were so young
Wet behind the ears
Out to change the world
Change the minds around us

Wild in our abandon,
We danced in the parks
Dishabille
Barefoot and fancy free

FREE

That was the word
We used to describe ourselves
Who we thought we were
Who we wanted to be

What we were
Was our parents
In junior form

Oh, we tried not
To let them rub
Off on us

They did

We got it all

We became them
As they had become
Theirs before

Wild and free
War torn and careworn
Not so wild after all

Human

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ahhh those wild, wild editors at Trifecta challenged us this week to find out where the WILD ones are. 33-333 words using WILD in its third definition. Apparently I’m in a 100 word groove as that is the word count on this piece. How many wild words do you have?

Staying with the birdy theme: hubbymoose and I spent our lunch hour watching a gull with ruffled feathers.
🙂

and – not quite birdy, but windy indeed: Mt. Redoubt windblown.

as always, click for a slightly larger view.

After men’s group tonight I stopped alongside the Bridge Access Road to watch a quartet of sandhill cranes. It was lovely and quiet (if I ignored the cars rocking my car as they passed – and I did – ignore them, that is.)

Here are a few pictures taken tonight. Enjoy. (click for slightly larger view)

It was a truly beautiful and peaceful time.

“We’re mad as hell! We’re not going to take it anymore,” they chanted to their “superior” as she called herself. She cowered in her office. Her supervisor attempted to calm her. “Come to my office,” said she.

“I can’t go out there! Please send someone to get me.”

“You’re an adult. Open your door.”

She cautiously peeked out to find placards strewn across the carpet in front of her door. A chicken on one: “Fowl Play;” a raven on another with a circle and line through it: “Crow no more.”

“I knew taking chicken off the menu was a mistake!”
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This is for Lance’s 100 Word Song challenge: Revolution. I was pleased to be allowed to choose this week’s song after Lance read last week’s entry about Annie – Telling Stories.

Of course, the new tune had to come from my generation – thus the Beatles and Revolution. Of course, I then had brain blockage as I tried to come up with 100 words worthy of the song – and the challenge. I ventured into the world of the grandest revolutions in “recent” history, but decided I could do none of them justice. So, SNARK wins out in the end. The above is a mostly fictitious piece. It, as always, has some element of truth hidden within the lines. Chicken, anyone?