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Mother Lode

Photo by Claire Sheldon

“How many of these are there?”

“I don’t know, a couple hundred.”

“You sure the old lady said she hid money in her stuffed animals?”

“That’s what my cousin’s, friend’s, mother heard her neighbor say.”

“What?! I can’t believe I’m sitting here unstuffing this woman’s creepy collection on hearsay!”

“But it could be true! Besides, I trust my cousin.”

“You lost me at ‘friend’, my friend. The old lady will be back soon. If we don’t find something soon, I’m outa here!

Just then a shiny penny tumbled from a pile of stuffing. 

“Really dude?! God!!!!”

“Well, it IS money!”


100 Words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers 100 Word Story Challenge based on the photo above by Claire Sheldon. 

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 2 July 2017

“Happy Sunday!”

“Happy, you say?!”

“Well, in a transcendental, metaphysical, quasi-spiritual, dreamy, optimistic sort of way, yes, happy. And it is a fact that it is Sunday…unless you reside in the Far East…then it is almost Monday…but I divagate.”

“You what?”

“Divagate….as in digress? Remember? The new word we learned this week.”

“You’re such a diva!”

“Am not! You are! But back to your original question, ‘happy, you say?!’ … yes, I take it you’re not.”

“Well, how can anyone be happy when everything in the world is spiraling out of control?”

“Take a Dramamine?”

“Come on! Global warming, a heath care bill that is going to kill people, an insane, mean old man running the country, Russia (need I say more?), collapsing infrastructure, the assault on our public schools, voting rights, gerrymandering, voter suppression, nationalism, travel bans, ageism, misogyny, racism, homophobia, religious profiling, insane tweets, the wall…”

“Feel better yet?”

“No, I’m just getting started. And just you wait. Tomorrow something else will happen to prove  we’re all up shit’s creek without a paddle. So forgive me miss giddy twinkle shoes if I can’t be happy right now! I’m mortified! It’s terrifying!”

“Oh, but you can. Be happy that is. It’s all a choice. It only takes a second.”

“Harrumph! Delusional you mean!”

“No. Happy. Right here, right now, this moment. Let me show you. First, close your eyes…now think about something that makes you happy.”

“You mean used to…”

“Give it a chance. And you opened your eyes…start over. Close your eyes…think happy something…anything. Got it?”

“Yeah. Okay now what?”

“Now take a deep breath in. Imagine yourself completely enveloped by your happy thing…don’t breathe out just yet…imagine…okay now…slowly…let it go. Feel better?”

“I do actually. I get it. I remember. Thanks self for pulling me off the ledge one more time.”

“Don’t mention it. We’re in this together you know. Happy Sunday?”

“Yeah, I’ll give you that. It’s happy enough, given the circumstances.”

“You’re exhausting!”


And…welcome to my world! My mind battles itself regularly. Yeah, the world is a bit, chaotic these days, but it’s important to unplug when it gets to be too much.

We’re gonna survive this, like we have survived every trying time in our history. I’m not going to tell you, “don’t worry, be happy”. That is a bit delusional, and it is important to stay engaged as a member of “we the people”. But…there is nothing wrong with divagating into your happy place every now and again.

Look! There goes a butterfly! A beautiful graceful butterfly…and there! Look! A flower! Oh, and I just noticed someone being kind…Wow! It’s not as hard as you think.

So…Happy Sunday y’all! I hope you can find your happy, if even for just a moment, this week. Just remember to breathe. ❤️

Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 2 July 2017

If people only knew
never say it…only
smoldering remains
weeps perfume when crushed
from obsidian to glass
Some souls find heaven in hell’s corridors.
look! a butterfly!
divagating tweeted blips,
because that is what those with the truest hearts do
magic is in the air
make love bloom
dreamers ask,
“why not?”


A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer,providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.

Twittering Tale #34 – 12 June 2017


About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a prompt, and your mission, if you choose to play along, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. If you accept the challenge, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing us a new prompt. Have Fun!

Twittering Tale #33 – The Round-Up


“Architecture” from

From Michael at Morpethroad:

All was in readiness
The trap had been set.
Settle back, be patient.
The prize well worth the trouble.
A promotion rested on this success.
(140 characters)

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:

Two made a couple and the bench was perfect sit out for the both of them. Stealing a glance from above, he let out a sigh, One! is a loner.
139 characters

From Soul Connection at Through My Heart’s Web:

Everyday I used to secretly glance at you.
Never expressed my Love as you were married.
Today for d last time I will see You..
Sadly in coffin.

From Shweta at My Random Ramblings:

He peeked through the blinds,
camera in hand,
careful not to make any sound.
He was determined,
to snap a photo of the rather elusive Blackbird.
(140 characters)

From Willow at Willowdot21:

How long had he been out? The square was empty. Time to go she decided, just then she saw his car.Damn too late quickly she re hid her case.
(140 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:

The sun had set, and it was time for him to move out in his dark black suit. Another night of terror, another night of crime …. nobody knew Dr. Jekyll was really Edward Hyde.
(140 characters)

From Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes:

The upstairs neighbour who spends every weekend partying hasn’t taken up his usual seat yet. Hope the varnish doesn’t dry too quickly.

From Michael at Flawed Masterpieces:

Mary looked out the window, hoping for her own little peeping Tom. Just as she looked, she felt the tingling sensation of her late husband.

From Di at Pensitivity101:

Of course he wasn’t paranoid.
Someone had moved the bench, that’s all.
(69 characters)

From Patty at PJTemple:

I bought a unit overlooking the bench where we first kissed. I know she said it was over, but I just had to be close to her somehow.

From Barbara at Teleporting Weena:


50 years locked in your room
50 years your curse from the moon

The curse was lifted today
Twitching back the curtain,
She smiled
(Character count 125)

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:

His monochrome world was driving him insane. Each day, he took one peek through the blinds, wishing for that technicolor Oz moment. Alas.

From Sangbad at Thoughts of Words:

why the evening is so serene…where the kids have gone…oh, blimey…they’ve gone to war…but, then who’re ascending…shadowy figures…
(140 characters)

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:

She hoped to see who kept leaving food on the doorstep. I do hope there’s fewer beans this week she thought, dashing to the loo yet again!
(138 characters)

From Nicola at Sometimes Stellar Storyteller:

She never was good at hide and seek but the stakes had never been this high before. In her current mood, I’d be a fool to underestimate her.

From Diganta at Plastic Souls…A bit of flash fiction inspired by the photo that you should have a look at. It’s a really nice read. Thanks Diganta! Click HERE.

From Susmita at Uniquesus

The nattily dressed stranger sat on the bench of their alley every evening. “What must be keeping him away today?” thought Judy.
(131 characters )

From Oneta at Sweet Aroma:

They say I’m in my son’s house
Too old to live alone
They say he’ll care for me
But I know that cannot be.
My son is a baby – he is only three.

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:

‘Ha ha – my cunning clues worked, led them Them straight here into my trap…
thought they could cheat me eh? Their turn to feel sorry”

and starting us off, my tweet tale:

“Do you see her?”
“Not yet. Settle down. You’ll spoil the surprise.”
Just then, Grandma walked in from the back door.
“Surprise!” she shouted.

Just as I had suspected, there were quite a few tales lurking behind the curtain this week. We had a bit of romance, intrigue, mystery, horror, drama, tragedy, and comedy. Well done! You all are awesome! So many different takes on this photo. Thanks so much for joining the challenge.

This week, I found this odd photo at by photographer, stevepb. See what you can make of it! Does it look like the greatest thing since sliced bread to you…or something horrible? Have fun my friends! See you at the Round-Up next week! 🙂

Twittering Tale #34 – 12 June 2017


Photo by stevepb at

“Banangers?!” Emily screeched, “You’re insane Tom!” 
“But it’s brilliant Em. GMO meat trees will be the new superfood.”
“I think I’ll pass!”

(138 Characters)


Just Desserts


“What’ll it be ladies?” Joe asked.

“Dessert!” Sue smiled.

“Something sweet! But not too sweet.” Julie sighed.

“Come on Julie,” Debra chided, “go for it! We’re celebrating!”

“Oh yeah? Whatcha celebratin’?” Joe asked as he displayed his sweetest pies to three sets of wide eyes.

Sue declared proudly, “Well, we have lost a total of 100 pounds between us!”

“Wow! I’m guessing you want whipped cream on top?”

Julie giggled, “Yes sir!”

Joe winked, “Coming right up!”

From a table nearby a child whined, “Mama, why can’t I have just desserts?”

The diner’s patrons burst into laughter and applause.

(99 Words)

For Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers photo prompt.

Old King Teflon – Wacky Wednesday :)

Old King Teflonteflon

There once was an old king named Teflon.
He did what he pleased; it was bedlam!
For a while he was slick,
no indictments would stick,
‘til a crack jammed with truth spelled corruption!


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