Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
the world is on fire
but still we say let’s do drinks
and analyze raw data
but it’s an art not a science
so we take no drastic measures
as we blame social media
then we wake to another shocking catastrophe
the world is on fire
As this might indicate, I’m full of sunshine and light this morning. HA! The muse goes where the muse goes, but I’m still hoping for a better day.
Thanks for a challenging Sunday Whirl. Check out the word prompts below.
rough like bark and brush
babbling water turns putrid
as the snake returns
with false speech and slight of hand
his rap still charms the sparrows
(Image credit: Matt Wuerker | Copyright 2021 Andrews McMeel Syndication)
This Sunday, Benda gives us the following words in her Sunday Whirl:
hands brush water sparrows snake babbling slot rap piped bark exiled speech
Doesn’t really help to vent but I had to go where the words take me!
Determined to shake off the misery for just one day, Margaret vowed to adhere to her self-imposed 24-hour digital detox. Word puzzles filled her first hour. A quick trip to Trader Joe’s for flowers was next. All was good, but then she caught sight of her woebegone expression in the revolving door. Without thinking, she clicked on Insta and the dopamine rush cast a temporary “woe-be-gone” enchantment. Damn, she had failed again! Oh well, there’s always tomorrow.
excess vanity
his verbal diarrhea
infecting us all
Trying to purge as I wait (hope / plan / plot) for a curative blue wave.
Thanks for the inspiration to Fandango’s word of the day (verbal) challenge.
I’m bought and worn, but
I ain’t no dupe to trick, so
mask on, show up, vote
No one’s coming to save us so we must save ourselves. MASK ON. SHOW UP. VOTE.
Thanks to MindLoveMiserysMenagerie for giving me a forum to vent.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 