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Six Sentence Prompt: FREQUENCY

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The frequency of your outbursts has set off an alarm. 
What happened to your self-control, your patience, and your charm? 

You’ve become confused at times…seeming oh so distant.
It’s obvious when I talk, that  you can no longer listen. 

The disease now rooted so deep within, your fate inevitable. 
I wish I could change what’s happening, but this process now…. unstoppable!

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Snakes and spiders, gators, and more 
Palmetto bugs running round the floor
Rednecks with their flags held high 
Won’t be so hard to say goodbye.

Too hot to have a barbecue
Can’t sit outside, just me and you
Sharks that stalk and swim  in the sea
Are in the water up to my knees.  

Could lose a limb in one fell swoop
Without a leg, what would I do?
Could paramedics stop the bleeding
Get me the care that I’d  be needing?

Guns on hips or in one’s pocket
They have no reason to refrain or stop it
Feels just like the wild, wild west
It’s not for me, I must confess. 

Packed and ready to head  up north
Back to my home, back to New York
It’s too hot here, I just can’t breathe
It’s time to go, it’s time to leave. 

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Six Sentence Prompt: MOVE

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I’m making  the move, leaving Florida.
I’m heading back north, the politics are horrible. 

Missing the food, the change of the seasons.
That’s  just a few of a myriad of reasons. 

The banning of books is too much to bear.
DeSantis is evil and doesn’t play fair.

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100 Word Challenge: QUAINT. # 368.

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In a quaint village along  the shoreline of New England, lived a  very lonely, young man.  His name was Marco.  He worked on his Uncle Ray’s fishing boat. He was kind and compassionate, but sadly…. he lived alone in a small cabin near the marina. 
Everyday for Marco was the same, until the night he met his beloved, Cassandra. They were a perfect match , except for one thing….her lower body was not made of skin and bones. Cassandra had a large fin attached…. just below her waist. Marco…. had in fact, fallen madly in love with a beautiful Mermaid. 

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Six Sentence Prompt: FAINT

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Hardly for the faint of heart, so
sure to make one grieve. 

Sites of the wounded….. children, too ….
so hard to watch them bleed.

Hospitals without supplies, will make you sad, will make you cry. 

Too many innocent families have lost loved ones, have seen them die. 

War, so hard to understand, all the senseless tragedies. 

Why can’t the ones who make the call, 
allow the hostages to be freed?

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She’s over the top
She talks  way too much
She can’t keep a secret
Why can’t she just hush?

She flits all around
Flapping her lips
All over town
I’m so tired of it.

A true busy body
A meddling fool
Sits out on her porch 
 On an old, wooden stool. 

Watches the traffic
Counts all the cars 
Knows where you’re going
Knows who you are. 

She has ADD
She’s up and she’s down
She gets in her car
And drives all around. 

Watches your movements
Knows what you do
A voyeur,  a stalker
Yeah, she’s watching you. 

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Six Sentence Prompt: ENGAGEMENT

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On the day of your engagement….
I went up, sat on the roof.

Planned on jumping to my death, 
instead got a tattoo. 

Thought a lot about it…. after all it’s permanent,
something to remind me of ….my lover, my best friend. 

Drank a pint of whiskey, smoked a joint, 
paid for my tat!

Decided on the font and style.
It read, YOU DIRTY RAT!  🐀 

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I don’t want to use a walker 
Or a scooter in the store
I will use it when I have to
But, not anytime before.

Still have my wits about me
I’m not in the grave, just yet
I’ll use my cane, it’s dignified
It’s brown with streaks of red. 

Funny, once your hair turns grey
They have no time for you
They toss you in the closet
Like a pair of worn out shoes.

I was a lawyer in my past life
Still love to sit and read
I help out at Legal Aide 
At least, two times a week.

Gave up my driver’s license 
I no longer drive my car
I just call an Uber
Knowing I can’t  walk …. too far. 

When the time comes, I’ll be ready
I’ll accept my limitations
I hope to be less prideful
Plan to lower expectations.

Till then, I hope to spend my days
Often sitting on my porch
You can find me drinking coffee there
Every Sunday after church.

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When I was just a little kid
There were  no computers or I-phones
We talked face to face with friends 
I never felt alone. 

If it rained, we played board games
I loved Monopoly
We sat at our kitchen table 
Molly, Evelyn and me.

We played outside till it got dark
We ran around all day
We never spoke the “F” word
Something we would never say. 

Drank water from a garden hose
Had sleep overs with friends
Slept in tents in our backyards
Never wanted it to end. 

Waiting for the ice cream truck
My dad gave me a quarter
I’d buy popsicles for all my  friends
We were good to one another. 

I had a  bike with a banana seat
And V shaped handle bars
My dad brought home a telescope
So we could see the stars.

Picnics with the family
We had a cooler filled with cokes
Ate fried chicken my mama made
Laughed at my brother’s jokes.

My parents have since  passed away
They’re in heaven up above
I was so lucky, yes I was …..
I was so truly, truly loved. 

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I feel so damn unhappy
Cancer is so rough
The constant pain and agony
Me trying to act tough. 

The fear that plagues me day and night
All the pills I have to take
Now more radiation
Make it stop for heaven’s sake!

No one knows my feelings
Guess, I don’t expect them to
But stop telling me you understand
When you haven’t got a clue! 

I’ve tried my best but, here it comes
More chemotherapy
How much more? Is it all done?
This cancer’s scaring me!

MRI ‘s and Cat Scans
Needles, lines and all the wires 
I can’t say no, but I want to
I feel like I’m on fire. 

There’s poison running through my veins
Fighting for the greater good 
Killing off  those cancer cells
Hopefully, the way they should. 

Guess I have to  step it up
It’s a battle I can win
I just have to stay the course
Through all the rain and wind!

I have good days and  bad days
I could use some chicken soup
Maybe recall some memories 
Of us sitting on our stoop.

The love of those around me 
Helps me …. yes, it gets me through
I appreciate your thoughts and prayers
And, the love I feel from you. 

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