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Chronicles of the Crown: A Husband’s Appeal.
“I’m sorry, Indira”, King Sergie said with remorse, as he exerted his muscles in trying to hold open the door his wife was trying to shut in his face.
Indira glowered at him. Of recent, her loving husband had capriciously shut her out!
“Unhand this door, your Highness“, Indira fumed.
“Pray, allow me explain, Indira.”
Weekend Writing Prompt #248 – Capricious
I Wish…I Hope…I Warn
I wish I’m that person you turn to for succour…after God
I wish I am that person you see, that light up your world …after God
I wish I’m that person that makes your heart glad___
I wish I’m that person__
_that is an out-of-this-world experience…
An aroma, essence like the Heavenly brew…
Because its a brew so Heavenly it exceeds your expectations…
You can only find me, if your Heavenly senses are sharpened…enlightened.
Without your Heavenly senses
You will wonder…
Like the woman at the well
Who had wondered from man to man
Seeking…
Seeking who to quench her thirst…
Knowing it was a man who had the key of wisdom🔑
To unlock the mystery of her need
Knowing not what man it was, she wondered still
Until she came to the 8th Man…
JESUS CHRIST
And she knew that her search was over…
For she was led to the spring from within
From whence cometh, water that quenches thirst forever…
She need not seek for nor fetch from wells…
That leave her wanting…
Do not wait too long
To find your own Heavenly brew…
Who knows?
It might be given to another…
More…worthy…than you
As it was with Vashti
Who was replaced by Esther…
Sharpen your Heavenly senses and hasten your search
That it might be said of you…
“The Heavenly brew exceeded his expectations.”
February 2022 Writing Prompts Week 1 (February 1-7) – The heavenly brew exceeded his expectations.
During a Pandemic
Crownie was mildly petrified.
She needed to pee…! During a pandemic!
It was during a wedding, that was being held during a pandemic, she corrected herself.
She grumpily made her way to the convenience.
A public convenience…she shuddered and sprayed herself with sanitising spray.
She sprayed her way into the convenience, ignoring a female guest who gave her a weird look.
As she used her own tissue — thank you! — she saw a padlocked tissue box.
Ewwww! Who would want to steal tissue from a public toilet during a pandemic?! Crownie thought in horror as she sprayed her way out.
February 2021 Writing Prompts – All Inclusive
Little by little, I had to recover
From misshapen realities that hit me like feverish fiascos
Little by little, I am building up what was lost
Like the egg nest, I strived to have
Little by little, I will recover
The heart of who I am
Little by little, turbulent tranquillity is giving way
To tranquillity…beyond bliss
Stormy nights of real realities
Creating an illusion of waving winter wheat and faceless faces
If I were the wind
On balmy days
I will sail into the wild
Over splashes of indigo
And magenta in twilight
Because of you, O faceless faces
Of an unspoken language
I had to settle for turbulent tranquillity
In the midst of feverish fiascos
Whiles wishing and trying to reach
For the candy cabinet
Of the day after eventually
Eventually…
Maybe the day after eventually
I shall open my egg nest
Of an unspoken language
In painted words
The heart of who I am
Homespun fabric
With patches of moldy mishaps,
And splashes of indigo
In painted words
For nearly burying yesterdays
Of the heart of who I am
— the candy cabinet of splashes of indigo and magenta in twilight beyond bliss….
May the faceless faces
Of misshapen realities and stormy nights
Both impressive and ludicrous
Be lost in lava swirls and twin flames forever
One last reminder
Real realities
Are a mix of balmy days, stormy nights,
Splashes of indigo,
Magenta in twilight
Both impressive and ludicrous
Little by little, an unspoken language will become painted words of understanding, beyond bliss in splashes of indigo…
Musings of a Sanguine Christian Woman 