Second blog -- answers to an ocean of prompts |
Prompt: It's creation Saturday, I love this phrase # . Have fun with this phrase: He raised his goblet: "Cheers! Here's to Love!" She answered: "Define Love." ------------------ He says, “Cheers! Here’s to love!” finding a lovely inevitability in the evening, but she, with moonbeams frolicking in her hair, demands, “Define Love,” exercising her virtue but killing the moment and his tender spirit so into her. And, her words, irrevocable, shakes him, digging his heart a grave. What a mandate! Does love need defining? And aren’t all definitions valid? Prompt: "Where have you been?"----- Make up a creative reason for being late to an important function. ---------------- I am late because I was uploading photos to Facebook, and it seems Facebook has restricted the size of whatever one can upload. So I had to do it in pieces which took three hours extra. I didn’t procrastinate but did all that was needed to be done to spill the magical pixels from the camera onto the screen that told the crazy story and the epiphanies of my day… but FB could not grasp what it was missing and it told me “four megabytes only” this is the reality of agony with social networks and I admit to my lateness but through no fault of mine Prompt: Does your family have heirlooms that are handed down from generation to generation? ---------------- Yes, but some of them were stolen by the woman who was my mother’s caretaker. Then, I gave away everything to the younger members of my family. That is passing the buck, I know, but now they are the ones to fear what will happen to those heirlooms. all the stitches laced in perfection on the family linen and porcelain cups, gifts from the Chinese emperor to great-great-grandfather grandma’s pearls and antique ring crystal chalices and old paintings, but the only heirloom is in my genes holding my ancestors’ love everlasting |