life’s journeys

Week 168

1. Feign

2. Gait

3. Torn

4. Press

5. Left

6. Labyrinthine adj. complicated, torturous, resembling a labyrinth

7. Look

8. Embed

9. Malformed

10. Gritty

11. Natural

12. Dead-reckoning (In navigation, dead reckoning is the process of calculating one’s current position by using a previously determined position, or fix, and advancing that position based upon known or estimated speeds over elapsed time and course.)

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem The words can appear in an alternate form Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

I look upon my world. Naturally dead-reckoning has put me nowhere. My gait has deeply embedded a left turning path of malformed circles. But still I press on.

My gritty reality torn from labyrinthine puzzle that feigns living.

Somewhere – Stories by 5

Zephira draws up her mandolin. A few gentle strums of its strings lets loose the amora of fall leaves and vanilla. Her head lowers beyond sight. The air rushes by suddenly perishing dreams of Summer. Her words turn staccato like piano notes. I resist with all my might.

A distant cello joins in with her melody. The world bends to her. Maybe tomorrow, I’ll slip back to where I belong. The world is so small within the looking glass.

Watched Over

“In the end, we all become stories.” Derisè whispers to her child. “Margaret Atwood told us.”

Her left hand rises.

“There was a hummingbird. He set forth on this world to let loose the seed of the rainbow papaya. His partner is transforming our place was the fox. The fox driven by his interest in funding something better than gooseberries no eat. Mr Hummingbird was much to fast to be eaten. The fox liked him for that.” Desirè looks down at her little grandson.

“Why didn’t he eat something else?” Peter looks up at his Granny. ” Foxes sneak and grab everything.”

“Peter, everyone has roles to play and rules they must follow.” Desirè laughs “Mother Earth is the water barrier. She spills life. This life picks and chooses how they will help out the world.”

“But how does she know the animals are following what they have to do?” Peter moves his hands waving at the stars emerging in the purple of twilight.

“If you ever see an eye looking at someone’s window, she is there.” her voice becomes a laugh “We are at peace when every animal follows the plan. It is we, that she watches.”

Written as part of a challenge called Collage details are available at https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/08/06/writing-prompt-205-special-collage/

Missing

“Did you notice a girl? She ran be this way… maybe an hour ago.” Barry looks at his diminutive counterpart.
His eyes notice the old house. Great spidling detail with cracked flakes of paint that should have been white at one time.

“Seen noone, slick. It’s not where you turn a little piece run…. loose.” Sly spits out a watermelon seed. It beautifully arches ten feet landing on the toe of brand new white shoes.
Barry kicks toe clear of seed. “Its important. She isn’t the kind to be, well here.”

“You don’t like MY neighborhood?!” Sly sits up his fill four feet. He slips a knife through the watermelon. The blade slides effortlessly. A single stream of juice bleeds across the red table. But dark tiny eyes burn against Barry’s skin.

“Dude, just looking for my girl. I never spent time here. You circus people don’t seem to like…. My people being around. I feel the looks.” Barry standing slightly slumped. His back curls and he tries not to look normal. “Seriously, if you seen her..”

“You are what, a model? Us circus people are so judgemental. What would a normal girl do here? I’d love to have, say dinner with one like her.” Sly takes a napkin and wipes his mouth. The white napkin shows of his rudy hands with yellow nails.

“Did you see her?” Barry stands tall and steps toward the porch.

“See her?! We had mystery dinner tonite. It served twelve of us. I even had room for dessert.” Sly spits out a fingernail. The silver ombre tip catches the light. “Watermelon? It’s National Watermelon Day!”

“Is that what i think it is?!” Barry shakes.

“Genius it’s a watermelon!” Sly smiles a crooked smile.

Outpost Wordle #166

Week 166

1. Foolish

2. Figment

3. Need

4. Circle

5. Jump

6. Myrmidon (n.)) a person who executeswithout question or scruple master’scommands. Also see mythology)

7. Entangle

8. Glint

9. Hood

10. Chocolate

11. Eccentric

12. Willowwacks (A wooded or uninhabited area. )

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

There is a foolish need to jump forth from my entangle hood of willowwacks. My thoughts circle on the eccentric glint of reason

 “Am I a myrmidon?”  I mumble. 

Figments of freedom dance like chocolate to a dieter.  When does one abandon their post.

Wordle #165

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1. Shine

2. Clip

3. Abash (v)) to destroy the self-confidence, poise, or self-possession of;disconcert;make ashamed orembarrassed)

4. Read

5. Salvage

6. Celadon (n.)) a pale grey-green, any ofseveral Chinese porcelains having atranslucent, pale green glaze..)

7. Permeate

8. Sag

9. Nervous

10. Vacant

11. Offal (the parts of the animal that are considered inedible, viscera, rubbish)

12. Trenchancy (adj.)) incisive or keen,as language or a person; caustic; cutting; vigorous; effective; energetic)

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

Nervous to show sagging, unabashed i shine like salvaged celadon.  Trechancy airs permeate the meeting. Vacant eyes and minds move clip by clip. Their fingers reading offal and entails for facts unseen.

Wordle 164

Week 164

1. Climb

2. Vague

3. Sadness

4. Perish

5. Pangs

6. Nepenthe (n.)) A drug or drink, or the plant yielding it, mentioned by ancientwriters as having the power to bring forgetfulness of sorrow or trouble. anythinginducing a pleasurable sensation of forgetfulness, especially of sorrow ortrouble.)

7. Neolithic

8. Four

9. Offhand

10. Reappear

11. Sallow

12. Abdicate (v)) to renounce or relinquish a throne, right, power, claim,responsibility, or the like, especially in a formal manner )

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

Four distinctive hunger pangs reappear in a vague threat that I may perish. Sadness slowly climbs to abdicate these feelings. 

My own physician instincts kick in.  Sallow hands delve into neolithic cures.  Tall glass of nepenthe awaits. 

Written as part of a challenge called Wordle, details available at https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/07/17/wordle-164/

Wordle – Paper Leader

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1. Absolute

2. Precede

3. Blip

4. Cabal (n))  a small group of secret plotters, as against a government or personin authority. the plots and schemes of such a group; intrigue. a clique, as inartistic, literary, or theatrical circles.)

5. Paper

6. Asomatous (adj.)) Having no material body.)

7. Hum

8. Stand

9. Above

10. Item

11. Opaque

12. Fremdschämen (v)) To feel ashamed about something someone else has done. )

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

A small hum precedes a blip.  The cabal stands above an opaque item.  

“Upon this paper. the absolute power. Asomatous. No body to falter.” One voice rises.

Looking at them, I feel the sense of fremdschämen. They look so serious.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/07/03/wordle-161-2/

Wordle #160 – First Impression

Wordle #160

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1. Mundane

2. Neat

3. Vent

4. Spine

5. Wrapper

6. La gaudiere (n.)) the glint of goodness inside people, which you can only find by sloshing them back and forth in your mind until everything dark and gray and common falls away, leaving behind a constellation at the bottom of the pan—a rare element trapped in exposed bedrock, washed there by a storm somewhere upstream.)

7. Nudge

8. Partial

9. Tentative

10. Backwards

11. Oppose

12. Smile

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

The partial smile nudges me backwards. I’m tentative as my spine wrestles with mundane neat looks oppose to it being a wrapper. My mind vents thoughts of la gaudiere. The guy must be a sham.

Lost time

Week 159

1. Bite

2. Smooth

3. Open

4. Deserve

5. Paradox

6. Semaphorism (n.)) a conversational hint that you have something personal to say on the subject but don’t go any further—an emphatic nod, a half-told anecdote, an enigmatic ‘I know the feeling’—which you place into conversations like those little flags that warn diggers of something buried underground: maybe a cable that secretly powers your house, maybe a fiberoptic link to some foreign country.)

7. Tension

8. Playhouse

9. Neptune

10. Stalemate

11. Muse

12. Thieves

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

Neptine’s playhouse deservedly bites at reality. Thrives smooth open ended tensions as muses play on intuitions.  I deceive myself on semaphorism.  Like it matters anyway.