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Daily Cascade

by Joy

Rated: 18+ · Book · Writing · #2326194

A new blog to contain answers to prompts

Since my old blog "Everyday Canvas " became overfilled, here's a new one. This new blog item will continue answering prompts, the same as the old one.

Cool water cascading to low ground
To spread good will and hope all around.

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10 Most Recent Blog Comments:

Lyn's a Witchy Woman

Feb 14, 2025 at 10:42pm
In response to "About Valentine's Day"

Vic and I exchange cards and silly notes randomly during the year in addition to sharing Valentine candy and silly cards. Love doesn't need a Hallmark reminder.

Nice entry, Joy!

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Joy

Feb 14, 2025 at 7:42pm
In response to "About Valentine's Day"

Thank you for reading and your comments tj wanderlust-words-in-motion

and Sophy

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And Happy Birthday to your Valentine, Sophu. Now, that is really extra love.

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Sophy

Feb 14, 2025 at 4:36pm
In response to "About Valentine's Day"

I agree that every day is Valentine's Day - a chance to show love regularly.

Valentine's Day is also the birthday of my Valentine, so some extra love today.

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tj wanderlust-words-in-motion

Feb 14, 2025 at 12:56pm
In response to "About Valentine's Day"

I agree, if you love someone, everyday should be Valentines Day.

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tj wanderlust-words-in-motion

Feb 13, 2025 at 12:43pm
In response to "In Hidden Chambers of the Heart"

Interesting read, thank you for sharing your thoughts on this. I agree, we all have out secret chamber, or vault to hold those memories most treasured.

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Princess Megan Rose

Feb 12, 2025 at 2:49pm
In response to "The Heart and Ai"

All writers put their heart into it to bring us great stories. Other people like Mother Theresa are wonderful, too. I hope technology doesn't ruin things. Our hearts are ours and they belong to us. Good entry.

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Joy

Feb 10, 2025 at 5:54pm
In response to "My Kitchen: Then and Now"

Kåre เลียม Enga

and Princess Megan Rose

Thanks for commenting.
I should have mentioned the house I grew up in. It was three and a half stories and first floor more than half of it was a huge kitchen, which opened to the back yard. We all lived there. Sometimes we'd have family gatherings with extended family around a huge rectangular table that seated a lot of people. Somehow, that seems so far away! It was a different lifetime, almost. But now, I like my small corridor-kitchen just the same.

Princess Megan Rose

Feb 10, 2025 at 1:52pm
In response to "My Kitchen: Then and Now"

Sounds like a nice kitchen and memories can be made there. A vegan and a vegetarian. I don't eat much meat. I would rather eat turkey and tuna then cow. A good entry.

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Kåre เลียม Enga

Feb 10, 2025 at 1:40pm
In response to "My Kitchen: Then and Now"

I have a kitchenette or whatever you can call it; had a small kitchen in Thailand too.

Growing up we had a small kitchen. We were kitchen-folk.

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🌻 pwheeler ~ love joy peace

Feb 1, 2025 at 5:17pm
In response to "All Those Experts!"

They love you though! That part is good.

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October 19, 2024 at 11:57am

#1078581

My Monsters

Prompt:
On this day in 1962 Monster Mash by Bobby Boris Pickett. I've included the song to inspire your monster entry today. Write either a story or a poem about monsters, any kind you want after seeing Pickett's facial expressions you should have lots of inspiration.

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My Monsters

Suddenly, when hours creep
I'm too scared and cannot weep
for his face twists in ways unknown
and his voice takes on a husky tone

I look in the mirror to see, no, it isn't him
with smiles cracked, carved with grim
but also me who grins from ear to ear
with lips curled, to hide my fear

Also, is a face with chin pulled tight
the nose a swirl of crooked fright
he puffs his cheeks, eyebrows too thin
some face he has, stretched like sin

My monsters growl, sigh, and snare
I try to look away, in despair
yet, they are not evil, but odd and free
my monsters are a part of me

When I look away, they disappear
but within my shadow, they're so near
like grief, lost hopes, bent and skewed
they keep after me, to me they are glued.

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