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Melania’s Revenge
As he descends the air stairs, his waving hand waving,
his wife walks beside him as though she is braving
the air that’s around her. She seems to be craving
release from a torment, but she is behaving
because of a settlement scored when he won—
more money for her and more for her son.
But they can’t make her smile a believable smile—
one that masks her boredom and covers her bile.
His hand swatted away, she walks on her own
due to numerous deeds for which he must atone.
The hole in her soul must be so hard to fill,
for living with a jerk is the bitterest pill.
Even she has her pride. It’s an act of sedition
expressing her angst for four years of perdition—
a vehement act that expresses her pride
that though docile outside, she’s a rebel inside.
Some say she’s a dreamer, as though in the dreaming
she escapes a life over which she’d be screaming
if she really cared —but she doesn’t, you know.
If it weren’t for the valium and all of that dough—
she’d no doubt go crazy. Stark raving mad,
over having to spend her whole life with this cad,
but the latest new fashions and a life on the lazy
make up for a husband certifiably crazy!
And as for the people who make her life hell?
She’ll just crook her pinkie and ring her small bell
and tell them to rip out the damnable roses
and then flaunt her power in all of their noses,
by creating a garden—a dull boring park
that will prove that Melania’s at last left her mark.
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Prompt words today are hole, vehement, wave, sedition and dreamer.
I have lived many different lives in my life and have found that the best path to follow is my intuition. I have changed my entire life because of a dream, or because of a chance meeting with someone who told me of a place I’d never been to where he thought I should be living, or because of a book handed to me by a complete stranger as I was leaving a plane who said, “I think it’s time for you to read this book.” Another time, a woman I didn’t even remember meeting at a Bay Area Women Writer’s convention sent me a book that entirely changed my life. Somehow, when I cease doing what I think I should do and instead follow an inkling of what I want to do, even if it seems illogical, it leads me toward another wonderful choice in life.
Deadly Pick
His coat size has been swelling as his fame keeps shrinking down.
His goal of being lionized has not earned him a crown.
His attempts at speech are aggravating, branding him a fool.
The “facts” he states extraneous, and fiction, as a rule.
He proved to have no budding talent, in fact he’s never bloomed.
From the day they picked him, our country has been doomed.
The seeds he’s spread are poisonous, the ground they fall on blighted,
but hopefully we’ll see the light and his wrongs will be righted.
The seeds of fairness sown again. Our course once more set straight.
And all the horrors he’s planted will wither and abate.
Images by Deviant Art and GoodEarth Plants. Prompt words today are bud, extraneous, aggravate, lionize and coat.
If you’re worried about kids and remote learning, read this great essay by Karen at Empty Nest, Full Life.
Today my five year old granddaughter was here. She and her three year old brother helped me make and eat a batch of pancakes, then we all decorated my house for Halloween.
After a few more games and a light lunch of dry cereal (their choice, not mine!), Ellie got ready for her remote kindergarten class.
The school district where Ellie is enrolled, and where her Mom is a teacher, has given families the option of a hybrid school year or a fully remote year. Neither choice seemed perfect leading into the fall, and neither seemed to offer everything that Ellie should have in her first school experience.
But given the uncertainties of the pandemic, and our fear/belief that all schools will be shut down for remote learning by the time flu season emerges, Ellie’s parents decided to have her go remote.
Today I got to see remote kindergarten learning…
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