Writin’ and Wonderin’

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Writin’ these silly words

Beginnin’ to brew smiles

Fillin’ summer’s catchwords

Drivin’ another mile

 

Farmin’ at Green Acres

Dreamin’ of somethin’ new

Watchin’ for rainmakers

Joinin’ this harvest crew

 

Drinkin’ up coffee’s vibes

Entertainin’ new thoughts

Takin’ what life prescribes

Tyin’ self up in knots

 

Washin’ up them dishes

Knowin’ life ain’t so great

Fishin’ for new wishes

Singin’ with cool George Strait

 

Thankin’ all for stayin’

Readin’ poetic rhyme

Goin’ without sayin’

Wonderin’ ‘bout next time

 

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Hey Neighbor!

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Fred’s backyard shed is filled with his treasures.  When he is busy tinkering and grooming his immaculate yard, he is often seen heading to his shed to find another tool or implement of some kind.  Because he works from sunup to sundown every weekend, he is known around the neighborhood as “Farmer Fred.”

His next door neighbor, Milt, is a sociable and friendly sort of guy.  However, he has one irritating flaw.  He doesn’t own too many tools and such to help with his own yard work.  And of course, he feels a need to keep up with Fred’s pristine garden oasis.

Every day or so, Milt walks over to Fred’s backyard.  With a smile and a familiar voice, he calls out, “Hey neighbor!” 

He asks Fred if he can borrow one of his precious tools from the shed.  Fred always gives Milt the “okay” and watches him take it back to his place.

Over the next several days, Milt borrows a nearly endless list of Fred’s treasures . . . shovel, rake, wheelbarrow, trimmer, and even his brand new lawnmower.

On Saturday morning, Fred walks out to his nearly empty shed.  He thinks to himself, “Yes sir!  Milt has just about taken every piece of my valuable equipment and more to his place.”

With a scowl hidden by his ever-present smile, Fred swiftly marches over to Milt’s yard. 

“Hey neighbor!”

Final Showdown

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After a couple of hours of card playing, the final stakes come down to this rivalry between two players.  Their card-playing skills have outlasted the rest of the field.

The final hand is ready to go with cards now being shuffled and dealt.  The room’s atmosphere deals out its own stillness, filled with the sharpened concentration of these two savvy card sharks.

The old man’s mind strains to stay focused, and his eyes fill with intensity.  The master has traveled down this path many times in the past.  His experience is sure to overcome his younger opponent.

The young, upstart challenges for the master’s crown.  His fearless, confident approach attempts to break through.  Will his skills and luck be enough?

Looking over their cards again and again, both competitors try to gain one last advantage before this final, dramatic hand plays out.

The room’s activity grows quiet.  The small gallery of onlookers silently waits for the night’s final outcome.

The young man understands that the next play will determine the winner.  Victory is within his reach.

Grandpa boldly asks, “Got any four’s?”

His determined grandson replies back with a smile, “Go fish!”

Time to Laugh (Haiku Series #184)

Disconnecting

Driving hidden roads

How did we ever get lost?

GPS offline

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Overwhelming

Back to the office

In-basket overflowing—

Is it Friday yet?

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Lacking

Boss tells teenager

Need to use more elbow grease—

What on earth is that?

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Monday Memories: Coffee By the Cup

Originally published in February, 2020, this humorous short story features the wills of a serious coffee drinker and a determined server, who wants to have the last word. 

assorted variety of foods on plates on dining table

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Wednesday morning broadcasts the arrival of another breakfast meeting for Billy and his other retired friends.  Once a week, he meets his five best buds for hot coffee, delicious food, and welcome conversation at Bob’s Diner.

He always wears his favorite plaid, flannel shirt (perhaps you recall Al Borland from “Tool Time”).  His faded, tractor green “John Deere” cap covers his nearly bald head, but his smile always catches his favorite server’s attention.

Flo has been working for the diner ever since Mel’s Diner closed (you might remember Mel and Alice—they became quite an item).  She holds her own with humor and a smile, always managing to take care of Billy and his pals every Wednesday morning.

As Flo is scurrying around the diner with her always full coffee pot, she sets it down near Billy’s table as she takes another order.  Billy appropriates the full pot of freshly brewed refills for his own private use, and sets it right next to his nearly empty cup.  He tells Flo, “Thanks my dear.  Now you won’t need to worry about refilling my cup.”

Billy remarks to his friends, “Ain’t life great!”

Billy enjoys his coffee, probably too much.  The manager takes a look and shakes his head . . . as his profits shrink with every coffee pot Billy drinks.  He motions Flo to come over for a moment, and they share a quick word.

Flo formulates a plan to take care of Billy’s endless and bottomless coffee drinking.

By the end of the breakfast meeting, the gray-haired trio times two has solved just about all of the world’s problems for another week.  Billy has nearly eaten a whole hog as he has devoured crispy bacon, honey-baked ham, and perfectly browned sausage links, along with the usual fixings of hash browns, eggs, and pancakes.  It’s time for the check please.

Billy surveys his bill, and his smile stretches to a frown.  Reading on, he sees that he has been charged for a whole pot of coffee.  He thinks to himself, “What’s this?”

Billy’s check has a special note at the bottom, “Cheaper to drink coffee by the cup instead of by the pot!”

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Monday Memories: Vacation Paradise

Written and published in June, 2019, this short story is an early attempt with humorous, flash fiction.

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Pete has been planning a well-deserved, solitary fishing trip for months.  His actual plans have remained a secret—especially from his nauseating cousin, Wilbur.

Wilbur always meddles in Pete’s affairs.  So much so, he even frightened away the love of Pete’s life.

Pete is ready to make his “secret” trip for some rest and relaxation.  He anticipates fantastic weather, superb fishing, and time all to himself.  Paradise awaits!

As Pete enters the lobby of the sleepy, little motel in a tiny, isolated town, he agonizingly hears, “Good Buddy!  How ya doin’ cousin Pete?”

Vacation paradise . . . Never!

 

Just Singin’

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New day callin’ now

Raisin’ one eyebrow

 

Shiftin’ sticky clutch

Steps seem out of touch

 

Life makin’ no sense

Ain’t got fifty cents

 

Sittin’ on life’s bench

Rain comes, just to drench

 

Losin’ track of time

Life’s lemons and limes

 

Prices skyrocket

Jean’s empty pockets

 

Life’s newest gamble

Fallin’ to shambles

 

Lookin’ down dark road

Map’s secret, stealth code

 

Life’s hollow grand slam

Cold toast without jam

 

Missin’ mornin’ snooze

Just singin’ life’s blues

 

Dreamin’—yes I am

Life’s final exam

 

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While crafting this poem, thoughts went back to hearing American singer and songwriter Roger Miller performing his classic, award-winning hit song, “King of the Road.”  Here is a taste of his unique talent.

Funny Moments (Haiku Series #179)

Happy Wife

Newlywed’s “house rules”

Ignore all of the above—

Wife is always right!

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Money Management

Golf course investment

Cash needed for 18th green—

Paying up lost bets

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Sleep Interrupted

Tranquil camping night

Youngsters scramble out of tent—

Skunk proudly walks out

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Washington Irving Quotes

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Sweet is the memory of distant friends!  Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.

Whenever a man’s friends begin to compliment him about looking young, he may be sure that they think he is growing old.

American Washington Irving (1783-1859) ranks as one of his country’s most renowned authors.  His amazing short stories of “Rip Van Winkle” and “The Legend of Sleeping Hollow” remain all-time classics.  Ironically, his final resting place is at the Sleeping Hollow Cemetery in New York state.

Life’s Solutions (Haiku Series #178)

SOS

Morning until night

Solitary cook at truck stop—

Tethered to hot stove

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Answer Key

Homework’s challenges

Questions plead for extra help—

Asking Alexa

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Dynamic Mentors

Playing together

Adults paying attention—

Young children teaching

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