What if, instead of a competition, the tortoise and the hare fable was about cooperation?
What if nobody won?
What if they tied?
Salty like hot dogs (and tears). Sweet like marmalade (and life).
What if, instead of a competition, the tortoise and the hare fable was about cooperation?
What if nobody won?
What if they tied?
Tears are a funny thing.
Though they are associated with sadness, for me, they arrive when I receive an unexpected kindness.
Strange, right?
What should I do with a prompt like Frankenstein?
Make some cliche monster — right?
What would you do?
Why is that the image?
Row-row-row a boat
It’s good exercise
Since Santa struggles with his weight
This option might be wise
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I was my daughter’s first patient for a cleaning.
“Her chance to get even,” said a friend.
But our relationship isn’t like that.
I had my photograph taken with a camera like that. It feels like it happened a hundred years ago; it was only 40-some.

Saturday. Blatherday.
The Februllage prompt is SHOES. And I put a shoe — singular — in my collage. Fail.
The collage is way too busy. It reflects my mind and my life. Semi-chaotic.
But a girl can dream, right? I needed that little girl, looking ahead to something beautiful, to appear in my collage.
It’s been a hard week.
Honestly, I don’t even feel like blathering.
Let me focus on some positives.
Next week — better blather.
Today’s prompt: GHOST.
So, for this post,
I tried some vellum —
But you can tell I’m
Missing the mark.
Larks in the dark

“What letters should I use when I introduce you?” I asked. “BS? MS?”
“There’s also MSLA,” she replied. “But most important is DIL.”
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Okay. Just one.