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Fair Day

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Fair Day

She went to the fair with her family, an annual event

Each booth had hawkers calling out, trying to get attention

“The girl in green, looks pretty keen” was her cue, so she went

She reached into her little red coin purse, squeezed it open

As she tossed dimes at the shot glasses, she did her best to score

She walked away with a little mug and looked forward to showing to off

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This was my little mug poem for this weeks Six Sentence Story. When I was a little girl, we would go to the fair and I always tried for a little beer mug. When evening came and I was sitting at the dining room table with my parents, they would let me pour a little beer in the mug, with which I added a lot of salt. Oh, the memories of a young life…

You can share your Six Sentence Story HERE

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Daddy and the TV Guide

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Daddy and the TV Guide

Daddy marked the shows we could watch in the TV Guide Magazine

A weekly treat was to see what he selected, although it was much the same

It didn’t occur to me then, as it does now, that he only selected evening shows

Otherwise, unless mother turned on the TV-rarely-we had other things to do

Chores accomplished, we would be out the door in the summer playing games outside

Rainy days meant creating ideas inside and now I know why Daddy marked TV Guide

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And that’s my Six Sentence Story/Poem for this week! Join us HERE

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Reserve Me A Space, Please

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Reserve Me A Space, Please

Rather than say it is such an injustice

I will simply say it’s a matter disgustive

Tramping on paths and forests with glee

Be sure you reserve a place for me

I don’t ask too much, but to be free to live

That’s not too much to ask, from your heart to give

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This is my poem for submission to the Six Sentence Story. Would you like to join?

Go to Girlie on the Edge and jump in.

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Lost Weekend

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Lost Weekend

Elizabeth drove away to where nobody knew her.

She did not share her destination, nor photos upon her return.

Once her feet warmed to the sand and cooled by the surf, she was home.

She sat on the beach and pondered until the sea breeze pondered her.

Swept away, her thoughts were no longer needed.

Three days later, she woke in her beachfront room and sighed, renewed.

This is my response to the weekly Six Sentence Story: https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2021/11/24/its-six-sentence-story-thursday-link-up-187/

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Blanket Statement

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Blanket Statement

She curled up against his warmth, reaching her zen

Blanketed in her faux fur wrap, pleasures of Saturday morning

Coffee at reach, book in hand, it was a perfect day to just be

He brushed against her long, golden tresses, nuzzling for attention

Then, she heard it, the full out demand for her focus

She pattered across the cool floor to the fridge, then poured him a bowl of cream

This is my Six Sentence Story/Poem for this week. Thanks to Girlie on the Edge for the prompt word “Blanket” and for keeping the ideas coming.