Meat Locker @ Small Stories and Stuff

August 13, 2011

Jenny must still be cranky.  She’s done it again - limited us to only 50 words plus the three in the prompt.  All of the other rules apply, and you can find them by clicking on the Saturday Centus button on my sidebar.  There, you will also fine the other entries.  They are well worth the time to read.  Look around at Jenny’s other blogs, too.  There’ some good stuff there.

So, Laugh out Loud is our prompt today.  This one is going to be a challange for me because I haven’t laughed, out loud or otherwise, for several days.  Maybe this will pull me out of my funk, though I really think I need more than 50 words to do it.  (Thanks, Jenny).

Here goes....

I want to laugh out loud

but I am working Saturday

stuck with Snarky Sheila

and Dastardly Dave.

Weekends are their empire

or so they think.

The atmosphere in here?

Well, you could hang meat.

Patient load is light but

mine is not.

Why's it so hard for them 

to be polite?

Shattered Heart @ Small Stories and Stuff

This is my link to Saturday Centus, brain child of Jenny Matlock.  We usually have 100 words and to use with a prompt she gives us.  But this week, just because the weather is so hot, she has decided to allow us only 50 words.  (Thanks,Jenny).  To learn more about this great meme, just click on the button on my sidebar.  You will find some fine writing as well as links to Jenny's blogs.


Most people think "You are my Sunshine" is a happy love song, when, in truth, it is a sad love song.  Click on the video below and listen to the whole song as sung by the Soggy Bottom Boys!  Please hit the stop button when the music stops, or it will roll over to Johnny Cash and not restart The Soggy Bottom Boys. (I don't know why).

Shattered Heart




Heart shattered by your leaving

   I love you still.

Sunshine faded into night

   your face I see

through gloomy silent tears

   a moonlight mirage

aglow in the darkness.

     

Gone to another   you

stick to my heart

   a prickly reminder

of my loss   a sand spur

as sharp as any knife.




© cj Schlottman




PS - Jenny, I read every post from last week, and I commented on all except one.

Your Eyes

It's Six Word Friday, and I am posting on time for a change.  Please click on the button on my sidebar to find out how it works and read the other posts - maybe publish one of your own.

Your Eyes

You speak words dripping

with honey   but you lie.

Your eyes   merely mirrors

   deflect the questions in

my own   reveal nothing

of what is in your heart.

  

I'M CRACKING UP - A SATURDAY CENTUS

Crafty Jenny Matlock, the Mistress of Saturday Centus, is at it again, straying from her own boundaries into the world of no prompt except a photo.  Jenny?  Is that really you?

Each week we are (supposed) to be given a prompt from which we are to write a 100 word story, not counting the prompt.  The prompt is usually a phrase, but no, not this week.  It's a photo of an egg frying on the sidewalk.  Granted I can relate to that kind of heat.  After all, I live the heat belt of Georgia.  But, Really?

To read all about this meme, click on the Saturday Centus button on my sidebar.  And don't forget to click on Jenny's name above to find out what else she is up to.  Here is my contribution.

Help!  I’m Cracking Up.

The hand that plucked me 

out of the carton 

is taking me outside.

  

There’s more.  

She just knocked me against 

the concrete driveway 

Ouch!  My aching yolk.

Call 911! 

She’s pulling at the crack

she made, spilling me 

onto the hot driveway

no trace of Pam.

Does she know who I am?

I can take the heat

we all know that, but 

when she starts to turn me

I will, well, go SPLAT.

A scrambled mess I’ll be

Oh, where is my dignity?

I was meant to be eaten

Sunny Side Up, you see. 

© cj Schlottman

What We Want to Know Wednesday

{1} Who would you call if you had to get bailed out of jail?

My friend Nancy.   She would do the same for me - in a heartbeat.

{2} If you were a superhero what would your hero name be?

 “The Survivor” - I have survived more loss than most people can imagine.

{3} What do you think is one of your best qualities?

My legs

{4} What song would you pick to be your own personal theme song?

“I Can See Clearly Now” - Johnny Nash  

{5} What celebrity do you think is most over rated?

All of those stupid reality show stars who never did anything to get famous in the first place.

Sunrise @ Small Stories and Stuff

This is Sunday morning, but I'm pretending it's Saturday, as I am only now writing my Saturday Centus.  (Using the word "centus" very loosely this week), Jenny Matlock, our leader in these things, must have her knickers in a twist about something. She gave us only 15 words plus the prompt, which is "Before I die, I want to..."  Really?  The word centus denotes a hundred, doesn't it?  You can read all about the rules and read the other entries by clicking on the Saturday Centus button on my sidebar.  Be sure you take a look around Jenny's blog at ...off on my tangent...  You will find some great things there  

Nonplussed, I endeavor to carry on.  

Sunrise

Before I die

I want to ride

a dophin’s back

at sunrise in 

an ocean of peace.

© cj Schlottman

Happy Dance @ Small Stories and Stuff

This week’s Saturday Centus prompt from Jenny Matlock is, “Oh, say can you see..”  Jenny is cranky this week, so she is taking it out on us lowly Centusians, giving us only 25 words plus the five words in the prompt.  To find out more and learn the rules for this meme, please click on the Saturday Centus button in my sidebar.  You will also find the other entries there, so read them if you can.  And don’t forget to click over the Jenny’s blog, “...off on my tangent...” 

I’m not getting any younger 

but I woke up on the right side

of the grass today    danced a 

little happy jig and sang out loud 

“Hurray.”

© cj Schlottman