short story

Clearly Stricken

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Peacefully taking in the carefully calculated morsels, pondering about the next moment when she would see his beautiful eyes, blue as the tone of her hands, she knew that it was just a matter of time before he would ask her to be his bride.

Ordinarily, she would not have eaten as much as she did, but the anticipation of a life with her love encouraged her interest in healthy eating and this meant that she would eat some morsels of chicken and an undressed salad; gagging on these morsels, she sighed and drank some water.

Usually her meals would consist of chicken broth and ice water, maybe an herb tea if her stomach rumbled, if she could feel this, a rare occurrence these days.

Noon time, the phone rang, and it was him; sitting in anticipation she twirled her beads and smiled, grinning, in fact, anticipating this would be the time he would ask her to meet for a special dinner date.

Disappointed, she learned that he had plans to be out of town for an extended period, then he let her know that it may, in fact, be several weeks before he came to town, then he said one more thing.

Selecting the best of choice meats, she carefully wrapped the precious cut in butcher paper and placed it in the freezer; this will be the one for him when he returns, she whispered to herself; placing her cup of iced water and chicken broth before her she began to sup, knowing she would have yet another difficult night of sleep.

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poetry

Souls for Loaves

I found this wonderful site with 5 Poems by the late Toni Morrison

And this is my dedication:

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Souls for Loaves

In gratitude for souls
who wish to share their words
making life treasured
by simply placing their thoughts
in ways that challenge our lives

She speaks of the grains
simply stated yet so poised
touching deepest thoughts
and making the soul wonder
if there’s more to this blessed life

Weaving rich entwined
wheats own natural beauty
designed to enrich
more than the stomach but souls
as the heart strengthens its match

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This is in response to the Living Poetry prompt: Gratitude

 

 

TTOT

Ten Things of Thankful

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It’s that time again to visit the many reasons for thankfulness. So,without delay, let’s get started:

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2. Sisterhood: This was taken on New Years and I am the younger one. My sister, Paula, would have turned 69 on November 18 and I am grateful for the time she was on this side of the veil. And I always seem to know when she peeking in on me.
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3. Cardinals to remind us that those before us are still saying “hello.”

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My sister holding the cardinal painting my niece, Kayla, created.
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4. My Post (13) My pretty flowers in a vase are on the end of 2 weeks and may just be close to disposal.

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6. Whimsy: I wrote a story I want to share. Why Can’t I Wake Up As a Kindergartner

7. Six Sentence Stories – still going strong. Here’s a fun one, nostalgic about our father who played a trick on us: Time to Get Up!

8. 9. Quiet Thanksgiving being spent at home. Daughter is coming and has to work the day after Thanksgiving, so we are going to be homebodies.

10. Lastly, to be able to invite you to the table for this weekly feast of lovely thankfuls. Won’t you join us?

 

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short story

Time to Get Up!

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Taking his job seriously, Daddy was always up at 5 a.m. and almost as early on the weekends, making sure he and the household was up and on time for events of the day.

A fine Saturday morning, I was in a deep slumber, when Daddy came knocking on my door. “Time to get up, you are going to be late for school!”

Rubbing my eyes and jumping from the bed, it took me a moment or two to realize it was Saturday and no school.

Daddy laughed and laughed and then announced that breakfast was ready.

You couldn’t argue this, Daddy was on time and he made the best breakfasts I have ever tasted, so there’s that and I soon forgot his joke, until I told it many times since.

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Daddy and I a few years before the breakfast incident.
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