A Nice Way To Start The Day

There’s nothing more relaxing than a cool spring morning on the golf course. Not many duffers out yet and it feels as if we have the place to ourselves. This is my favourite hole. It’s a challenge. A dogleg left with this pond on a direct line from the tee. You have to focus.

This morning, my partner coughed in the middle of my swing. A big, hacking cough. My ball hit the water. I didn’t bother to look for it. Maybe they’ll find it when they find him. ©


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Thanks to Dawn M. Miller for this week’s Prompt

Fish In The Sea

“Can you see it?”

“No, Are you sure it was here?”

“Pretty sure, I was about to head for shore when it just slipped out.”

“Well, you can always get another.”

“I hate wasting food!”

“Don’t worry, there’s lots of…” ©


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Mrs. Morgenstern’s House


A cool, shaded porch in mid-summer’s heat,

a window on the world and a view of the street.

A breeze stirs the chimes and rings out a song

a sound to remember the whole winter long.

Mrs. Morgenstern’s house stands close to the road

and offers the chance for both young and old

to pause in their travels and ask how she’s been

and to pass along stories and things that they’ve seen.

Old Mrs. Morgenstern is crippled and bent

and she can’t get about to any extent.

Her house was the first and she’s seen them all grow

and now they stop in and hope that she knows

that a minute or two, just to say “hi”

is “thanks” to a friend who always stood by.

Close neighbours are rare in this modern day.

Who will replace her when she’s gone away? ©


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