What will it take to breach the wall? Allow yourself a diff’rent view? Consider I’m the same as you? You must or else we all will fall. A virus scourge that beats them all Is out to slay and hack and hew What will it take to breach the wall? Allow yourself a diff’rent…
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#Haikai Challenge 147: smoldering [hot] (moyuru) — The sound of heat
Ditches dry, frogs hide; heat sings as cicadas wake – wind sighs through willows. This is a second offering for the prompt, based on another happening this week. Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge. Frank says: This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun,…
Novelty Song Friday #18 — “The Hair on My Chinny Chin Chin,” by Sam the Sham & The Pharoahs
Per wikipedia: Domingo “Sam” Samudio (born February 28, 1937, in Dallas, Texas, United States), better known by his stage name Sam the Sham, is a retired American rock and roll singer. Sam the Sham was known for his camp robe and turban and hauling his equipment in a 1952 Packard hearse with maroon velvet curtains….
Thursday Inspiration 65 — Bugs & Trix
She was sitting at the Carrot Juice Bar, a pretty little thing with a silky brown coat and the softest ears he’d ever seen. The way her nose twitched was just right, and her sultry eyes were like milk chocolate, liquid and warm. Bugs’ right foot started thumping despite his efforts to stay cool. He…
dVerse — MTB — I, Ginger Baker
I, Peter Edward Baker, was born in South London on August 19, 1939, the son of me mum, Ruby, who worked in a tobacco shop and me da, a bricklayer son of a bricklayer – until the Royal Signal Corps put him on the front lines. Blitzkreig bombings started when I was a wee lad…
Call me Spam
All this week, pretty much all comments made in comment sections of others’ blogs are recognized as spam and sent to the blog’s spam folder. I found this out earlier today when chatting with tech support. This phenomenon is thought to be courtesy of Gravatar. WP sent me to a page at Gravatar to let…
#FF — home sweet home
Her childhood passion to go off-world continued into adulthood. Back then the only way for the working class to do it was to join Space Force as a trooper. As a new recruit she qualified for space station landings and orbiting Earth. Marcia’s last bump in rank allowed her to live in Mars barracks. Orienting…
Tao-Talk 