It was with dissatisfaction
That the losing faction
Started packing up their things to go
Their discontent became a rage
That to the whole world they did show
Calmer minds and tempers now
Let us hope are in control
Padre
Weekend Writing Prompt #193 – Faction in 39 words
A single cupcake left on the tray
As the children are told to “go and play”
Little Andy – for it does reach
A clear violation of “just on each”
The tenacious chap has a plan
To swoop it up blaming it on Gran
Caught in the act he is sent on his way
Glancing back longingly at the tray
Should he now just relent?
That’s not the way his next hour was spent
Padre
Weekend Writing Prompt #192 – Tenacious in 73 words
Eight score years ago
Capital dome – like the nation incomplete
Lincoln stood upon the stairs
Reconciliation he did seek
“The bonds of affection,” he said, were suffering strain
But that those bonds of friendship should yet remain
Four years later
The dome now complete
He called for there to be no malice
To rebuild – no conflict to repeat
Today we see that white doomed bastion
Of liberty in receipt
Of scenes of bitter hatred
Enough to make one weep
These are times of testing
A crucible of pain
Let us heed old Abraham’s words
So peace and democracy – can remain
Padre
Weekend Writing Prompt #191 – Crucible in 100 words
The seat was marginal
Could go either way
So social media
Came into play
When votes were counted
T’was hard to believe
That the incumbent
Still had tricks up his sleeve
Padre
Weekend Writing Prompt #190 – Marginal in 31 words
Unn awoke and scratched at his beard. It was cold, and the embers of the fire near the cavemouth were barely glowing. He added some dry moss and attempted to blow them back into life, but his efforts were futile. He dreaded the thought of having to trudge through the snow to his brother’s dwelling to ask for fire yet again. But need prompted him to go see Urn anyway. Unn and clan’s three women that lived with Urn, watched in admiration as Urn struck stones together and sparks emerged. Urn was one bright troglodyte.
Padre
Suzie had no intention of getting Brian to put up Christmas decorations. Though she loved him, she knew he didn’t have an artistic bone in his body. That wasn’t what bothered her. No, it was that when he “helped” taking boxes out of the attic, that his languid efforts proved she should have just done it herself.
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Padre
Weekend Writing Prompt #188 – Languid: in 57 words.
“Your mum and I are really proud of you.” The statement kind of washed over him when it was said. He had received several congratulations since being chosen captain, but now it was starting to niggle at him. “Your mum and I are really proud of you,” he had said. A simple complement, a life-affirming moment perhaps. But it now seemed strange coming from the postman.
Padre
Weekend Writing Prompt #187 – Niggle in 66 words
Don Alonso was a most quixotic man
A dreamer chivalrous was he
Tilting at windmills was just a start
Loyally followed by Sancho on his donkey
Padre
Weekend Writing Prompt #186 – Quixotic: in 26 words
They were in dire need of a breakthrough. The year had been a hard one and the last vestiges of civil society were evaporating. Few even had a modicum of humanity left in them. It seemed that it was everyone for themselves. Who could have thought that such a situation could arise just because the pubs were closed?
Padre
Weekend Writing Prompt #185 – Dire in 58 words
It’s the paradox of finance:
You need debt to gain credit
Yet to save is the advice –
And owing too much money
Can be seen as a vice.
If you spend freely you’re a spendthrift –
A miser if you save –
Because the economy needs you
That’s what they say.
Economics – it seems a subject quite deep
Yet you seem an airhead or shallow
If conspicuous shopping
Is all that you seek
Padre
Weekend Writing Prompt #184 – Paradox in 71 words
Saturday Mix – Our words this week are: save and spend / shallow and deep
