Tag: for fun

‘Likes’

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I’ve noticed that I occasionally get likes thirty seconds after posting something.  I find this hilarious as clearly the follower hasn’t even read what I have to say.  It’s not that it’s unfinished, it’s not even started!

I suppose the follow and subsequent ‘like’ is so that I will ‘like’ in return.  It has the opposite effect on me, I’m less inclined to read what they might have written immediately, although if I genuinely like their blog and posts I will still go back there.  I read and follow because I like what people have to say, they interest and inspire me.  Yes, it does encourage me to look at what someone else is writing when they appreciate my work, that’s how I’ve found so many great blogs, it does work, but at least give it five minutes so I know (or think) you have read and considered before liking my work.

Funny isn’t it how we interact on social media, like kids in a playground sometimes.  ‘I’ll like you if you like me’ or ‘you can come to my birthday party if I’m invited to yours’.  It doesn’t really bother me, it humours me if anything.  I do like social media, I’m on Facebook, twitter, LinkedIn and I do like validation but only if I believe it to be genuine.

This is also a good lesson for me when I get excited because I have notification of a record number of ‘likes’ in a day or reaching so many followers.  Life is so false sometimes, I have to remember the reason I do write, because I love it, it makes me happy and helps me work myself out.  Likes and followers are a bonus but not the main objective, comments on the other hand are great and positive ones fill me with happiness  😉

Just so you know, I follow you because I like your work, art, photography, recipes and travel tips.  You inspire me and add to my life in that you share yours with me.

Panic – DP

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I’m feeling somewhat fragile, my mind is in a spin.

I’m walking on a knife edge, where did it begin.

With my nerves in tiny pieces, trembling as I go.

Don’t tell me not to panic, I’m highly strung you know.

What if it really happens, where will we be then.

Don’t patronize me,  I don’t want to count to ten.

Your not helping in the slightest, you might as well go home.

Oh, just you wait a moment, while I get the phone.

It’s okay, panics over, they got there safe and sound.

What do you mean you told me, I never heard a sound.

Now that it is really over, let us share some time.

I will cook the dinner and you can pour the wine 😉

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Fun response to Daily Prompt – Panic

Shoes!

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Yesterday I met a woman with the most amazing shoes.  What was amazing apart from how they looked on her beautiful legs and feet was that she had been walking her dog!  I had to take a photo, I asked nicely and luckily she obliged.

Having flat feet myself I was in awe of her ability to walk in these beautiful shoes. I would have them placed on a shelf as an ornament but the thought of putting my foot inside causes my toes to curl.  I’m torn when it comes to footwear, I want to wear beautiful shoes but know that to even to attempt to walk in them would age me 20 something years.

Have you ever seen the pain on someones face attempting to walk in shoes that should have rightfully been left in the shoe shop.  The face a mask of pain with every line a huge crack,  body stiff or lurching forward to balance and walking as if in dire search of a public convenience.

There are shoes for walking and shoes for getting out of a taxi for a few steps to an event where they can be slipped off and stored secretly under a dinner table.

What was lovely yesterday is that the shoes fitted perfectly, the lady in question had the most beautiful smile on her face.  She was a natural, she walked in those shoes as if she had been born wearing them.  I think she’s known for her shoes and I can’t wait to meet her again.

My shoes of choice today are a nice comfy pair of trainers as I’m off on a hike around town.

 

Plop – DP

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If it’s liquid it goes plop right? 

I might have mentioned once or twice, I’m off to Barcelona for a couple of days. I’m not checking in luggage so everything I have that goes plop has to go into a tiny plastic bag. 


Plop, plop, plop………

Does lipstick really make a plop, well not when I apply.

Toothpaste doesn’t either, couldn’t plop it if I tried.

I’ll give you the shampoo, now that can make a mess.

The creams and oils I agree, I’ve done a plopping test.

It difficult to deal with plops, so many at a time.

So a snap of some of mine, to complete this rhyme 😉

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Fun response to the Daily Prompt word – Plop

Party!

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Boxes wrapped up with bright red string,

cream cakes for sharing hidden within.

Strawberry, chocolate coffee and lime,

 so hard to choose when one at a time.

Big custard trifle in a bowl of cut glass,

the cherry on top I’ll save until last.

Sandwiches cut into triangles too,

minus the crusts and easier to chew.

It’s my birthday and I’m older again,

no guests to join me, Oh, what a shame!

I’ll eat up this spread all on my own.

Washed down with fizz – diet blown 😉

Daily Prompt – Cake

 

Melody – DP

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Melody they called the child, they thought it had a ring.

The only think they didn’t do, was teach the girl to sing.

Assumptions are so common, if you think about a name.

Melodies are beautiful, so sure she’d sing just the same.

When Melody tried to sing, the birds would fly for cover.

Certainly no question as to why she never took a lover.

But if you go down to the cliff tops, looking up to the tip.

You’ll find her wailing out to warn of storms to all the ships.

Another September

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September comes around to fast, it’s back before you know.

When will summer ever last, why does it have to go.

As a child when I was small, years stretched out so long.

I worry now, I take a nap, the summer might be gone.

And so the nights are drawing in, a real nip in the air.

Again you’ll find me by the fire, huddled in my chair.

Winter goes on, oh so slow, for days we’re trapped inside.

Why does the sun and sky so blue, always have to hide.

I think that I’m am very SAD, as I want the sun to stay.

Surely it’s not only me, who mourns as it goes away. 

 

Shiver :)

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The word for today was shiver, well that was okay in the sun.

Now the night has come to rest, I’m feeling a little undone.

I’m reading posts about the cold, with lots out there on ice.

The others are quite spooky, I’m scared and not feeling nice.

So Daily Prompt please sort this out, remember I live alone.

Choose the words more carefully, I don’t want to shiver at home.

 

Vice

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Which vice do you want, I have so many.

Vices and me well, they’re ten a penny.

In fact, if I didn’t have a couple or three.

It’d be so extremely boring, being just me.

The tipples I have, laughing with friends.

Love of handbags, that never quite ends.

Fast cars and speed, as long as their safe.

Holidays plenty, all and over the place.

If I didn’t have vices, there’d be just me.

Along with a bank balance, clearer to see.😉

Expert – DP

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You are extremely professional,

an expert in your game.

Your clearly far superior,

to the others who do the same.

You are an artist in your craft,

artworks are like no other.

So can you play the game of life,

be at one with one another?

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Your works of art astounding,

they prove to be the best.

Professionally speaking now,

you pass on every test.

Your flying high on all counts,

so far in front of me.

But will you share what you have,

for all the world to see?

x

People crowd to hear you,

file to get your book,

Your name is in the media,

everybody looks.

Your time is not for nothing,

you command a mighty fee.

But when it comes to those in need,

will you give yourself for free?

x

In response the The Daily Prompt – Expert