There once was a young man named Rand
Who thought his desert rather bland
He yelled at the waiter
Who just wouldn’t cater
When Rand asked he take back the sand
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Concentration through Glass
This post is a combination of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, Concentration, and the Daily Post prompt, Glass.
If I watch a raindrop upon my window, as it runs down causing a rivulet of light and shadow, in it I see the world in inverse. Is it that rain turns the world upside down? Or is the contrast of the dry inside and the wet on the outside so opposite that it flips my mind on its head… so to speak?
Mind blown.
A False Lie
Tension filled the courtroom. Both prosecutor and defense stood when the jury walked solemnly back in.
As the crowd held its collective breath, the foreman spoke: “We, the jury, find the accused to be guilty of spreading false lies.”
The prosecutor and the defense turned to the head of the court for confirmation. The judge banged his gavel. “The defendant has been exonerated by virtue of double negative. Case dismissed!”
The Daily Post prompt today is False.
Autonomy – The Daily Post – 100 word fiction
Bright colours, morning to night. The lights are always on.
I’m alone here: I’ve been alone for as long as I can remember. I walk around freely but, with nothing new to see, I feel like I’m living in a fish bowl. But I’m not a fish. I look down at my red plaid pants, my shiny red shoes sticking out, and my neon pink shirt and I wonder, who the hell dressed me in this? Being alone, I am, by definition, autonomous in this land. Yet I have no control! I must inquire with the hand that draws me.
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The Daily Post prompt word of the day is Autonomy.
Island (Humorous Fiction) – Daily Post
They say no man is an island, yet here I stand, surrounded by the flood that has taken over my basement. My sump pump stopped working three days ago, and all the stuff my wife said we needed to keep has disappeared under the skunky water that’s now up to my waist. Oh wait! Is that a toaster I see floating over in the corner? If it is, it’s toast now. It ain’t no island like I am.
Yeah, my wife – sitting upstairs at the kitchen table, sobbing over all the junk she’s lost. I should never have encouraged her to go to all those garage sales in the first place. We’ll start fresh now though. No more bargains, no more…
“Yes, honey? No, I haven’t found the Royal Albert china yet!”
I’m sure it’ll be fine.
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The Daily Post today is Island. Check it out!
Give and Take – 100 word fiction – Daily Post
It is my pleasure to take from you all you have to give. And you give it willingly, you do. But for a price, of course.
You know I shall enjoy my pleasure, and you indulge me each time I ask. We have that sort of relationship, you and I. Of mutual benefit, do you not think?
The pleasures you give are sweet, they are sumptuous. They linger on the lips like the taste of a kiss, they do. And what is it I give back to you?
About a hundred bucks a day. Chocolate is not cheap, is it?
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Find the Daily Post here, where today the prompt is Pleasure.
open ~ muse
i close my eyes
above me you hover
breath upon my face
soft and fragrant
not a mere mortal;
you are the muse
my music
my art
the filter through which
my compassion comes
and love
ah love
and all i need do
is open my soul
and write you
Coming Out – 100-word Story
The doctor said it’s natural. It was a difficult appointment, but I feel slightly better now. I suppose I’ll have to tell my family. I wonder how that will go…
Mom, Dad, are you sitting down? I have this thing growing inside me. The doctor said it will come out by itself… No, it’s not a tapeworm.
Mom? Dad? Have you ever seen the movie, Alien?
Wait? Why are you backing away from me? No! Don’t run! You’ll make it come out n– Ahhhh!!!
Yeah. Probably best to just tell them I’m pregnant and get it over and done with.
This is part of The Daily Post prompt – the word of the day is Natural.
#SoCS – there’s one in every neighbourhood
the easy answer
is you’re nasty –
your tasty little
comments above
meaningful murmurs
that on the surface are
humorous, but if
they could hear you
they’d be unim-
pressed by the
quality of your quips
you’re the epitome of
vulgarity
but wouldn’t it be nice
if you could be just
a little bit more
accepting and
excepting the standards
to which you hold
yourself up there is
nothing to show me
that you’re any
better than
anyone
else
you could be the
epitome of,
well,
someone like me
This post is part of Stream of Consciousness Saturday where the word of the week is “press.” Click the link to see how you can join in. It’s fun! https://lindaghill.com/2016/05/27/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-2816/
And this post is also in response to The Daily Post where the word of the day is Epitome.
How many times?
“How many times do I have to tell you to put your shoes away?” or, “How many times do have to tell you, don’t leave the door open, the dog’ll get out?”
I heard it every day, growing up. You’d think I’da learnt. But no.
Now, fifty years later, Mom’s gone and so’s the dog. With my shoes.
Prompted by the Daily Post with today’s word, Countless.
Linda G. Hill 