Category Archive:words

Granny Wise

April 6th, 2013 / Categories: Family, Moose Nuggets, poetry, trifecta, words / 19 Comments »

Wash behind your ears
Clean between your toes

Don’t chew your fingernails
Don’t pick your nose

Don’t cross your eyes
Your face will surely freeze

Remember, cover your mouth
Whenever you must sneeze

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Trifecta’s weekend challenge asked for some advice. I haven’t read anyone else’s advice, but I wouldn’t be TOO surprised if someone doesn’t say something along this line. Edited to add another couplet to rhyme “freeze”. It is said that a poem is never finished, just abandoned.

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Not part of the original 33, but added because I don’t want to miss an opportunity to do so – esp. after the full month I have had with training and Alaska Governor Sean Parnell’s 4th annual Choose Respect event, I give you the following advice I would offer a son, if I had one – and what I say to my grandsons.
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My Son

If you ask for the cherry
from her sundae and
she says No
honor that No
Someday she may offer it
Treat the offer with respect
Always respect
Always love
Always, my son
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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

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.

take 3 – add 33

March 22nd, 2013 / Categories: Moosin Around, trifecta, words / 34 Comments »

Remember our spring? How we kids loved to strip to our undies, dance in the puddles left by rain.

How as teens we’d walk and talk and love. Our rebellion of our parents complete. We loved.

Fountain_Head / Water Photos / CC BY

Trifextra challenge week sixty – take their proffered 3 words (remember, rain, rebellion), add our own 33 to those – in any order – to make 36. Then post. These are mine. Where are yours? This weekend’s words will be community judged. Please read and select your top 3 as soon as submissions end and voting begins.

More of Miz Jones

March 6th, 2013 / Categories: I wanna go home!, Velvet Verbosity, words / 5 Comments »

Velma Jones sipped her tea next to her window. Jamie seemed closer somehow after missing him so much yesterday.

An aide entered and Velma smiled in her direction. Her once bright blue eyes, now milky with age, could only see the worker’s shape vaguely. All of the aides were “Missie-girl” to Velma.

“‘Morning, Miz Jones. How’re you doing today? Shall I close the winder for ya?”

Nah, Missie-girl. I’s fine. I’s lissenin to them noisemakers out there. Must be a storm a-comin, they are that noisy. Jamie and I allus loved to walk in the rain. Jus lissen to em!

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Here are another 100 words to complement last week’s 100 word challenge. Widder Jones has a first name!
VV’s 100 Word Challenge this week is MILKY.

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