Front cover of the first US edition of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl (1964)Illustrated by Joseph Schindelman When Little Devil SnickersLookin for a Bit-O-Honey,strollin’ down Sweet Avenue,what did this Kit Kat see?Big Hunks, bending aleelbows at the cafe;Three Musketeersgeared in Medieval cosplay, Sugar Babies,Waxed Mustachio Twizzlers, Tootsie Roll Red Hots.Sweetart’s got a…
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I would have learnt to love black days like bright ones.— from Derek Walcott’s, “Dark August” At Will God plants seed at will, giving each an ought to live, thrive under whatever circumstances each finds itself in; be it dandelion seed in sidewalk crack or newborn in winter’s drafty crib with sour milk-smelling blanket. Social…
#SLS — “Black Star,” by Radiohead (1995)
Blame it on the black starBlame it on the falling skyBlame it on the satelliteThat beams me home–from “Black Star,” by Radiohead Although I knew the song, “Creep,” from their debut album, “Pablo Honey,” from airplay, I really began listening to Radiohead with, “The Bends.” From then to now, I am hooked on their ethereal…
dVerse Tuesday Prosery and OLN 387 – Shark Attack
sand shark, Meinert Park, 2013 (?) Shark AttackNo terrestrial equivalents,A shark’s gonna sharkUntil she meets a harpoon.On land are malicious goonsThat have learned how to playGames that ensure our demise.They are not wise likeThe finned kind that have beenMaligned and spearedTo satisfy palates and fear. Melissa is today’s host of dVerse’ Prosery. Melissa wants…
Esther Chilton’s Writing Prompt 75 — Things that inspire
Inspiration I’m inspired by selfless acts of kindness, not by hidden agendas. Seeing others performing amazing physical feats of skill or training inspires me to try harder. Realizing there are angels, both seen and unseen, that step in when needed inspires me. To know I matter. One is all. Now is always. Esther Chilton is…
#FF — Green Thumbs
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook Green Thumbs Young Horatio left his job in Lush Valley because Lady Jane brushed her boom-bas up against him one too many times. At dawn in early fall, he filled the panniers with work and other clothes, his shaving kit, a dozen oatmeal cookies he pilfered from the main kitchen,…
dVerse Q227 — Turntable Relief
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Tao Talk 