Welcome to “The Numbers Game #126.”

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Dancing with the Stars

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Welcome to “The Numbers Game #126.” Today’s number is 743. To play along, go to your  photos file folder and type the number 743 into the search bar. Then post a selection of the photos you find that include that number and post a link to your blog in my Numbers Game blog of the day. If instead of numbers, you have changed the identifiers of all your photos into words, pick a word or words to use instead, and show us a variety of photos that contain that word in the title. This prompt will repeat each Monday with a new number. If you want to play along, please put a link to your blog in comments below. 

 

 

Whipper-snapper Fantasies for Word of the Day

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I’m not a whipper-snapper, nor a whipper-snapper’s son,
but I’ll try snapping whips when other whip-snappers are done!
Just hand over your whip and I’ll see what I can do,
but get out of my way lest I snap a whip at you.
Mind you, if I did so, it would be a whip-snap error,
but nonetheless with whip in hand, I think I’d be a terror.
So, though I’m not a whipper-snapper, nor  whipper-snapper’s son,
to be a whipper-snapping-daughter might be a lot of fun!

 

The word of the day is Whipper-snapper. Try as I might, I couldn’t get AI to make a non-sexy whip snapper, so think not that I have illusions of this being an image of me!

Benediction for SOCS

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Benediction

May your life be a pleasure from morning to night.
May your  talents be many and your drawbacks be slight.
When you’re sharing a donut may you have the last bite,
without finding out later that your dress is too tight.
May all of your children be a delight.
May they not stutter or blunder or fight.
May they always be tidy, unwrinkled and right.
May they be clever and of adequate height.
May your fame be unblemished and your burdens be light,
so when your husband is high as a kite,
he will have the wisdom to stay out of sight.

 

As you may have guessed, the SOCS  prompt is “may your…”

 

More Brainstorms for Fibbing Friday

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Image created with help of AI

Our test of wits for Fibbing Friday is:

1. What is a board room? The display area of a lumber yard.
2. Who usually has The Chair? Santa
3. What are minutes? The containers for seconds and the contents of the hours.
4. What is a projector used for? A. device for removing people from a meeting who are in favor of an issue you are voting against.
5. What is a CEO? Chief Egotistical Organizer.
6. What is a ‘stand alone?’ A display table from which the crown jewels have been stolen in the Tower of London.
7. What is a portfolio? A wine menu.
8. What is agenda? Male or female
9. What is a ‘sea of faces’? The mattress of a crib a baby has been left in for too long.
10. To what does ‘any other business’ refer? Any financial endeavor Trump is not yet invested in and so one due to be taxed more heavily .

Gadfly, for RDP

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Gadfly

Flitting about, here and there
to adjust your makeup, fluff your hair
no one could ever know or guess
how many times you change your dress
to achieve that casual look you flaunt–
like attention’s not the thing you want.
A gadfly free of care and stress
over how you look and dress,
No one would guess how carefully
you engineer the “you” we see.

The prompt for RDP is “Gadfly.”

 

(I just have to show you what AI came up with when I requested it make a picture just like the one above but with the girl a bit older:

Hilarious, no????

The Truth of The Matter

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“Some Poetic Feet” for dVerse Poets Open Link Night

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Malina Rose photo

Four Feet off the Ground

He loved her khaki overalls, her hiking boots and hat,
so altered his agenda to be where she was at.
He knew she was the girl for him, and though he’d never met her,
he knew at once he was in love and that he’d not forget her.
He tracked her to the lunch room, sneaking down the hall,
keeping so far behind she didn’t notice him at all.
He followed her to English class, then slipped into his own.
If it had been left up to him, she never would have known
the strength of his affection. Nor would she have met him.
She would have had no choice to remember or forget him.
From the start, he thought that she clearly walked on air
and one day without knowing it, he followed her up there.
She was two feet off the ground, and with him, it made four.
All across the campus, they were seen to soar.
But when she stopped abruptly, he simply could not miss her.
He forged ahead, bumped into her, and when she turned, he kissed her!
And though at first it seemed that she merely was astounded,
in time, they formed a pair and then they were more firmly grounded.

 

For Photo Challenge #269

For dVerse Poets Open Link Night..Some Poetic Fet!

Colors! for LAC

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Purple bougainvillea

For this week’s Lens Artists Challenge, we are to show photos with one predominanat color

Snake of Light for W3 Prompt

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Snake of light,
back and forth,
one bright flash
carves the dark night,
Fire before rain

Give Me Blue for dVerse Poets

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Give Me Blue

If it is a blue with no sadness in it:
the blue of the sky above Colima Volcano
with no other clouds in it except one puff
of earth’s hot breath becoming visible
in the cool morning air.

If it is a blue
with no middle ground of safety,
nothing that makes it ordinary.
No hue of boredom
or gray cast of age.
No tint of ever ending––
just pure blue
holding its mood in,
letting you feel however you want to feel.

The blue of glass that reflects the sky.
Iris blue and periwinkle.
Cerulean and cobalt.

If it is a blue with not a smudge of green in it,
or yellow or white or black.
Blue-blue like my tue love’s eyes
and like the color that a blueberry Popsicle
should be––its blue dusted by nature
as though frosted, even in the heat of summer.
Like blue caught in icicles.

The color of a jellyfish
or Noxzema jar.
Bluebottle fly, tenacious,
only its color not annoying.
Blue as a shiver. Blue as blood. Blue as Hawaii.

Not the blue of a heart before forgetting.
Not that blue with a lot of
dullness soaked into it.
But if you have Blue as in Australia.
Blue as in a first place ribbon.
Sky blue,
true blue,
never blue.

Blue that if it’s ever had one gram of sadness in it,
doesn’t show it.`
If you have that blue,
and you want to give it to me,
then, sure.

 Give me blue.

for dVerse Poets, the prompt is to write an ekphrastic poem about one of the given Chagall paintings.