In Other Words — Hurry

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I apologize but I must hurry

I really do need to scurry

Time goes by in such a flurry

So don’t you be my judge and jury

Life’s too short, so what, me worry?


In other words

This post was written for the In Other Words prompt from Patricia’s Place. The challenge this week is to write a story or poem of five lines or fewer using the word “hurry.”

The Nightmare in the Oval Office

78F64D66-DC9F-48E5-83B5-53AD54B0A158Donald Trump surprised both the State Department and the Defense Department when he decided today — apparently unilaterally — to rapidly withdraw all U.S. troops in Syria. He essentially discarded the entire Syria and Iran strategy in a single, inexplicable stroke, giving up any and all U.S. influence in the region, and disregarding the advice of his top national security officials. Analysts worry that his decision will have devastating and dangerous consequences for the United States, the region, and the Syrian people.

Trump tweeted “We have defeated ISIS in Syria, my only reason for being there during the Trump Presidency.” Naturally, Vladimir Putin was delighted, and praised Trump’s move. Without America’s presence in Syria, the country — and the region — will be vulnerable to greater influence from Russia.

WTF? When will his Republican lackeys in Congress denounce this traitor to our country? Trump has defied his key military and national security advisors through a seemingly secretive process that seems to benefit Putin and Russia while being detrimental to the country he is supposed to be leading.

This man is America’s worst nightmare.


Written for these one-word prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (denounce), Word of the Day Challenge (secretive), and The Haunted Wordsmith’s Daily Word Prompt (nightmare).

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100WW — The World We Live In

FC6B689E-7896-44EF-8DC4-552A3343AF5FRain or shine, it was that time of the year when the city held its annual “Santa’s Sycling Soirée.” Kids and adults dressed as Santa Claus or Santa’s elves and rode their bikes into the city. A number of the streets were closed off to vehicles in order to ensure the safety of the young cyclists.

Unfortunately, things didn’t go well this year. Heated arguments broke out amongst the older cyclists. Some fought about regular versus electric bikes. Others fought over Brexit. And others seemed to fight for no reason at all.

It’s the world we live in these days.

(100 words)


Written for Bikurgurl’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt. Photo credit: Nicole Honeywill.

Day 19 — It’s About Life

For today’s 30-Day Song Challenge we are asked for “a song that makes you think about life.”

I had to think about this for a while, since almost all songs, to one degree or another, make you think about some aspect of life.

I have so many questions about life, as I’m sure many of us do, which is why I decided to go with a song that poses so many questions, the aptly named “Question.” The song was written by The Moody Blues band member Justin Hayward. It’s the opening track to the group’s 1970 album, A Question of Balance

Here’s the video and below that are the song’s lyrics.

Why do we never get an answer
When we’re knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war?

’cause when we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution that is burning in its greed.

Why do we never get an answer
When we’re knocking at the door?
Because the truth is hard to swallow
That’s what the war of love is for.

It’s not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
It’s more the way that you mean it
When you tell me what will be.

And when you stop and think about it
You won’t believe it’s true.
That all the love you’ve been giving
Has all been meant for you.

I’m looking for someone to change my life.
I’m looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what it’s done to me
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me through.

Between the silence of the mountains
And the crashing of the sea
There lies a land I once lived in
And she’s waiting there for me.

But in the grey of the morning
My mind becomes confused
Between the dead and the sleeping
And the road that I must choose.

I’m looking for someone to change my life.
I’m looking for a miracle in my life.
And if you could see what it’s done to me
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me to
The land that I once knew.
To learn as we grow old
The secrets of our souls.

It’s not the way that you say it
When you do those things to me.
It’s more the way you really mean it
When you tell me what will be.

Why do we never get an answer
When we’re knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war?

When we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need.
In a world of persecution that is burning in its greed.

Why do we never get an answer
When we’re knocking at the door?

One-Liner Wednesday — Sanity Clause

Let me apologize in advance. I already used this for a previous One-Liner Wednesday prompt from Linda G. Hill. But since this is the last One-Liner Wednesday post before Christmas, I’m recycling it.


7FA53211-AD1D-4A99-8258-986C3C29A113 “Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! You can’t fool me. There ain’t no Sanity Clause.”

That line came from the classic and hilarious 1935 Marx Brothers movie, “A Night at the Opera.”
It’s a typical Marx Brothers movie about a silly business manager, Otis P. Driftwood, played by Grouch Marx, and his two wacky pals, Fiorello and Tomasso, played by Chico and Harpo Marx, respectively. They are friends with two opera singers and help them achieve success while humiliating their stuffy and snobbish enemies.

There is one scene, quite possibly my favorite in the whole movie, in which Driftwood (Groucho) attempts to explain the intricacies of a business contract to Fiorello (Chico). The dialogue goes like this:

Fiorello: Hey, wait, wait. What does this say here, this thing here?

Driftwood: Oh, that? Oh, that’s the usual clause that’s in every contract. That just says, uh, it says, uh, if any of the parties participating in this contract are shown not to be in their right mind, the entire agreement is automatically nullified.

Fiorello: Well, I don’t know…

Driftwood: It’s all right. That’s, that’s in every contract. That’s, that’s what they call a sanity clause.

Fiorello: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! You can’t fool me. There ain’t no Sanity Clause!

And, for your viewing pleasure, here is a video clip of that scene.