The Mechanic’s Helper

Photo Credit: Pixabay

 
“So as I was telling you, Marge has been beside herself since she found out about Carol and….”

“Sweetie, pass me the pliers, please.”

“Which ones are those? The red handled thingamabobs?”

“No, that’s the wrench…black handle.”

“Okay. Here you go. …Carol and Tom. Do you know they have the nerve to show up together at the…”

“I’ll take that wrench now…red handle?”

“So this is a wrench. Here you go. …the party that Marge is hosting with Sue Ann. I’m not sure if she should be mad at Sue Ann or Carol..it was Sue Ann that…”

“Throw me that rag, will ya? Almost done here.”

“Danny…Which rag? You have three. The red, the green or…”

“Red’s good. Thanks babe.”

“…well Sue Ann invited the two of them. She must know it will be upsetting…”

“All done! Wanna know what I think? Tom’s a jerk and you should probably watch your back around that Sue Ann…”

“Exactly! Just what I was thinking!”

(Dan was a very smart man! A smart man indeed!)

kat ~ 3 February 2016

(173 Words)

This story is inspired by the photo above, provided by Pixabay and my friend PJ at FFfAW (Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers). Read other stories or enter you own HERE.


Star*Child  Haiku

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Zoe in a Tutu ~ kat 2015

Stars taunt us with hope
ravenous for our wishes
childhood is lost.

kat ~ 2 February 2016

(Stars taunt us with hope, ravenous for our wishes. / Ravenous for our wishes, childhood is lost.)

A Haiku for Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge. This week’s prompts were Star & Child. Initially my head filled with innocent angelic-like cherubs hanging on moonbeams and dancing with the stars…but it felt too easy to fall into the obvious. I took a decidedly darker view. We hope our wishes upon stars will come true, but the reality that stars do not have the power to impact our lives is probably one of the first lessons learned as a child.  So begins a life then of learning to appreciate the value of every experience good or bad. Loss of innocence perhaps, but a gain of wisdom in return. 🙂

If you would like to read other Haiku or enter your own for this challenge, CLICK HERE.

 


The Unscientific Science of Weather Predicting

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Photo Credit: Thinkstock

For centuries we’ve placed our hope
upon a groundling whistle pig
as gather we on Candlemas
to celebrate his yearly gig.

No fancy dopplered modern tools
can out-predict his artistry
he simply takes a look outside
to see what he has come to see.

If sunshine greets him at the dawn
he’ll likely turn his tail and hide
foreshadowing a distant Spring
‘tis fog that coaxes him outside.

Some think it’s foolish to rely
on rodents for one’s weather cues
they trust the educated guess
of weather people on the news!

But it’s a fuzzy science at best
the wise will take the groundhog’s lead
Your best predictor for the day?
Just have a look, that’s all you need!

kat ~ 2 February 2016

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Overcast…wet? It looks like a rainy day to me! 🙂

 


Run

She ran in the cold, heat and rain
everyday she would push past the pain
not to win any race
but to forget his face
moving on was her ultimate aim.

kat ~ 1 February 2016

A Limerick for Mind and Life Matters Weekly Limerick Challenge. This week’s promot is Pain. Thanks Rashmi for challenging us once again. If you would like to read other Limericks or join in by entering your own, click HERE.


Biddy Bride

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Photo by Kat Myrman 2015

We welcome thee, fair Biddy Bride
to bless our homes and fields of gold
on sunwise walks around each well
near clootie-adorned trees of old.

As Gaia sleeps in frost kissed slumber
a fire in her belly sings
soon verdant buds of life will burst
announcing the first fruits of Spring.

The darkest nights are fading now
as dawn’s first blush illumes the sky
and birdsong bids us rise and shine
to welcome thee, our Biddy Bride!

kat ~ 1 February 2016 (Imbolc/Saint Brigid’s Day)