I’m not very loquacious at the moment
Given how I feel
I’m not at all talkative
I don’t have a whole lot to say
Not up for chatting much
No wordy prating on about this, that, and the other
No long winded diatribe on politics or religion
Too tired to be garrulous
In too much pain to be gabby
Not in the mood to be glib, flap-jawed, or babbling away
No verbose notions running through my muddled mind
Time to close my eyes again
Think about talking tomorrow
(Exactly 88 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, “loquacious,” in exactly 88 words.
I’ll tell you what’s preposterous. It’s that George Santos has been sworn in as the representative for New York’s 3rd congressional district.
Santos is guilty of a series of lies about his qualifications, work background, his claims that he is the descendant of Holocaust survivors, fabrications about his education, and past employment.
That this Republican, who has confessed to lying about his background and qualifications, was sworn into the U.S. House of Representatives is preposterous.
(Exactly 75 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the prompt is “preposterous” in exactly 75 words.
Let me dispel your anxieties, Ruby
A tenet in our culture is freedom to choose
This is new to you
And may seem unexpectedly broadminded
But since our advent here
The experienced among us
Are comfortable this way
With no constraints
Don’t get in a tizzy
Just remove your clothing
Feel free to frolic
Like the rest of us naturists
(Exactly 60 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the prompt is “tenet” in exactly 60 words.
Also for these daily prompts: Fandango’s One Word Challenge (dispel/tizzy), My Vivid Blog (ruby/unexpectedly), The Daily Spur (culture/experienced), Ragtag Daily Prompt (new/just), Word of the Day Challenge (broad/frolic,), and Your Daily Word Prompt (advent/constraint).
I’ve heard of high tide and low tide, but what is yuletide?
You are such a royal idiot.
Your acrimony is unnecessary. You’re always such a wet blanket.
And you’re very nearly a fiasco. Why must you carry on like this? You know very well what Yuletide is.
I love getting your dander up.
(Exactly 55 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, “acrimony,” in exactly 55 words. And for the following daily prompts: Ragtag Daily Prompt (Yuletide), My Vivid Blog (royal), Fandango’s One Word Prompt (blanket), Word of the Day Challenge (nearly), Your Daily Word Prompt (fiasco), and The Daily Spur (carry).
I don’t recognize my country anymore
The contrast from what it once was
To what it has become
Feels like an icicle stabbed into the kidney
A sharp pain
The lifeblood has been drained from
What was once a thing of beauty
Standing tall and proud
She is now more like a sapless tree
Bent and broken
Those of us who once loved her
Who were in awe of her
Are in a state of perpetual gloom
Feeling that our nation is beyond repair
(Exactly 84 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where the word is “perpetual.” Also for these daily prompts: My Vivid Blog (don’t), Word of the Day Challenge (contrast/icicle), The Daily Spur (kidney), Ragtag Daily Prompt (sharp), Your Daily Word Prompt (sapless), and Fandango’s One Word Challenge (repair).