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Escape Is In the Finding – Six Sentence Story

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
person stand on sand
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Escape Is In the Finding

Every day is a survival from the prior day or even the millisecond before each new moment.

Survival is not always of the fittest.

Caring for one another is essential to making each day better over all.

Ask anybody who has had to go it alone about how it feels to not have another soul.

Placing our feet on somebody else’s path for just a moment helps our own path.

Escaping from the singular mind to the knowledge that we are all interdependent can make all the difference in the world.

….

That’s my 6 Sentence Story for this week! It’s sort of acrostic. How about you? Would you like to join?
This weeks information:

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: ESCAPE

To join you need to go here to this LINK

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No Contest – Six Sentence Story

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
photo of person s hands
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No Contest

No contest, was the verdict at the court of the common law heathens, on one cold day in the mountains. Uncle Johnny spit out the menthol lozenge and grabbed a smoke from the pack of Camels, nestled in his rolled-up sleeve. Spitting out tobacco from his unfiltered smoke, Johnny winked at Darlene, “You ain’t got nothing to worry about, darling, we been through worse; Honey, it’s gonna be all right.”

Darlene looked at Johnny with her big, brown eyes, “I know, sweetheart, you always take care of me and this ain’t nothing but a thing, a hurdle that no Johnny I know will let bother him.”

Johnny took Darlene’s hand and led her to his truck, head held high, gait in charge, fumbling with the keys, dropping them on the ground, down on his knees, he knelt. “Darlene, would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

…..

That’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. Want to participate? Go on over to
Girlie on The Edge and join the fun!

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: CONTEST 

 

 

poetry

Stolen: One Heart

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
close up of padlocks on railing against sky
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Stolen: One Heart

Not being the type
to take anything
not mine
I was surprised
when it happened to me

Stolen:
one perfectly functioning heart
blood pumping
veins working
body moving
but
one heart stolen

Who knew
when a person takes a walk
or writes a story
or reads a book
their heart can be taken

In this case
innocently stricken
I lost my heart
but the weird thing is
it was all my fault

Vulnerable and needing
love’s warm feels
my heart was stolen
only to be healed

Take it again
and again
it’s yours
forever

…..

Today, I decided to combine my prompts. Here is my poem of the day for National Poetry Month and my Six Sentence Story. Who says you can’t play with the rules? I guess you can say I stole them and made them my own.

My daily poetry prompt came from Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Blog: “For today’s prompt, write a stolen poem. And no, don’t steal anyone’s poem! But you can write about doing such a thing. Or stealing hearts, stealing time, stealing minds. Or steeling your mind (remember: I don’t care if you play on my original prompt). Steal away into a comfortable place to write and break some lines today.”

The other prompt comes from Girlie on The Edge’s Six Sentence Story Blog

“Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: TYPE”

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6 Six Sentence Story – Love the Turtles

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

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Private Photo I took in 2018 at Lake Lynn in Raleigh NC where there is a large turtle population.

Love the Turtles

What do poaching

coastal development

plastic debris

pollution

unfair trade

have in common?

purple and blue sea turtle
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It is hard to hear this

for my heart breaks

it’s true

placing hand over heart

I swear to make certain

to see this through.

brown yellow tortoise
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Several species of turtles

are endangered

here’s a few:

Leatherbacks

Greens

Loggerheads

Hawksbills

Olive Ridleys

Kemp’s Ridleys

Flatbacks

all turtles with a purpose.

nature water animals turtle
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Empowered by our own abilities

we can make a difference

sharing the facts

taking a stand

telling our fellow people

taking a ride to the ocean-side

caring for those more vulnerable

reading-learning-teaching.

turtle on brown ground
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While walking along the lake side

there were so many turtles

swimming

sunbathing

nestling

enjoying their domains

kept in splendid care

signs posted “Do Not Feed the Wildlife”

trusting that people are following those rules.

underwater photography of brown sea turtle
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Left to their own

creatures fare well

people kind can help by not harming

not feeding when they ought not

polluting

leaving plastic stuffs to float out to the waters

all that mess to bring about bother and death

when it is time to show our love

peace has to come

I am certain.

…..

To learn more about Turtles, here are a couple of sites: See Turtles  Conserve Turtles I came across these via Google and am sure you will find others in the same way.

This is my Six Sentence Story. This weeks prompt word is “Place” and I placed my hand over my heart with a promise to say something about Turtles. Want to join in? Here’s the LINK

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6 Sentence Story – Henpecked

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
herd of hen
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“You ain’t got no drive,” Ellie spoke to Sam, “If it weren’t for bein’ hungry I swear you’d sleep all day long.”

“Shucks Ellie, I got plenty of drive, you jus’ don’ see it ‘cause you sit all day at that TV and watch soap shows and when you ain’t doin’ that you be gossipin’ with Sharlene about who knows what.”

“Sam James, you don’ even know what you be talkin’ ‘bout, ‘cause I make sure you get plen’y to eat and clean up yore messes.”

Sam went to the garage and brought in a cardboard box and slid it across the table toward Ellie, “Here’s somethin’ to show you how much drive I got, Ellie dear;”
Ellie looked in the box and gasped, she pulled out a pair of earrings, sparkling with amethyst crystals, dangling from a silver post, gathering her thoughts, she stated, “Oh my Sam, these are beautiful; where did you find these… how did you find the money?”

“Well, Ellie, it’s from cleanin’ up the henhouse; I found these on the ground, right next to the black lace scarf I gave mama; Wait, are those sirens I hear?”

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers

Here’s the LINK

to this weeks Blog Hop!