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March Bingo Fill 4

Fri, 14 Apr 2023 18:43:31 GMT

Here is my bingo fill for the "bees" square of the public "March Is... Spring" bingo card.

Pollinating

Buzzing, buzzing,
everywhere you turn;
Each flower seems to have a bee
sipping nectar to make sweet, sweet honey.

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March Bingo Fill 3

Fri, 14 Apr 2023 18:34:49 GMT

Here is my bingo fill for the "new grass" square of the public "March Is... Spring" bingo card.

Fresh Green

Tender shoots poke their heads above the ground,
bringing spots of green to the brown places.
Slowly, the new grass heralds the arrival of spring,
bringing with it the promise of warmer weather
and the possibility of many days spent outdoors,
enjoying the fresh growth beneath your feet.

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March Bingo Fill 2

Fri, 14 Apr 2023 18:29:04 GMT

Here is my fill for the "kids (baby goats)" square for the public "March Is... Spring" bingo card.

First Leaps

Frolicking on the mountainside,
the kids test their legs,
learning what they can do
ans enjoying the spring air.

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March Bingo Fill

Fri, 14 Apr 2023 18:22:28 GMT

The posting of this is much delayed, but here is my fill for the "spring ephemerals" square for the public "March Is... spring" bingo card.

Fleeting Pleasures

Dew drops on budding leaves,
gone by high noon.

Buds turn to flowers,
bright colors coming out to play.

Flowers blossom, opening wide,
then petals drift away.

The beauty of spring is
great but fleeting;

Enjoy it while it's here, because if you blink,
you just might miss it.

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Fall Fest Prompt: Disguise

Mon, 31 Oct 2022 21:22:50 GMT

I am 2 days late with this fill, but I did start writing it on October 31. This story fills the "disguise" square on the Sherlock Holmes card from the Fall Fest Bingo. It's my first time writing in this fandom and I'm not a Brit, so hopefully I didn't butcher anything too badly.

Title: Blending In
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Tags: Molly Hooper, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Bakery, Following someone, Disguise
Prompt: Disguise
Word count: 500-1000 words
Summary: Molly likes to watch Sherlock work.

Blending In
Molly made sure her disguise was firmly in place before heading off down the street. She loved to watch Sherlock work, but he always made her so nervous, and he had no time for tag-alongs. She wore a different disguise every time she went out, and she made sure never to follow him from one place to another; she would choose one location and watch there until he and John went running off elsewhere. Even with her disguise, she wasn't confident enough in her spying abilities to avoid being noticed by Sherlock if she followed after them.

Today, she was headed off to a little bakery not far from the morgue. While examining the body, Sherlock had commented on the poor man's clothes being covered in flour, and something about a business card in his pocket. Molly stopped one store away, checking her reflection in the glass. She had her brown hair braided and tucked under a straw sun hat, dainty sunglasses perched on her nose, with just a hint of blush on her cheeks and lipstick a shade darker than her natural colour. She had learned early on that going over the top drew more attention than she wanted and was more likely to get her noticed. Better to blend in in this case, at least above the neck.

When it came to her outfit, she tried to make it as far from her normal as possible, without going into the "look at me" territory that some outfits seemed to reach. Today she was wearing a bright yellow blouse under a lacy white shawl, a calf-length, flowing white skirt, and a pair of simple white sandals. Her goal was to look like any other woman out to enjoy the nice day and avoid her usual love of patterned tops and comfortable cardigans. With a last check in the window, she considered herself good and walked into the bakery.

As she entered, she could see John and Sherlock engrossed in a conversation with one of the employees. Determined not to draw attention to herself, Molly made her way up to the display cabinet and perused the treats that were available that day. Incidentally, this also put her close enough to hear what the consulting detective was saying, and the conclusions he was drawing with the information given. She got so engrossed in listen that she startled a bit when the lady behind the counter asked if she needed any help.

Silently admonishing herself to stay focused, Molly cleared her throat and placed an order. "I'll have two apple danishes and one cheese scone, to go please," she said, in a voice that was deeper and more confident than her normal tone. As she waited for her pastries, she continued listening to the conversation that was happening off to the side, picking up a few more details about the on-going case. Presently, the cashier came back over and handed her a box. "Here you are dear, enjoy your pastries," the young lady said with a smile. "Ta very much," Molly replied as she handed over the appropriate amount of change.

Transaction completed, Molly took her treats and turned to leave. Both Sherlock and John were now facing her direction, which made her heart skip a beat though her step never faltered. Much to Molly's relief, she didn't see any recognition flicker in Sherlock's eyes. Just as she was about to count this disguise a success, she registered a knowing gleam in John's eye. The doctor didn't blow her cover though, as she made it out the door and down the block before she stopped to catch her breath. Of all people, John was sure to understand her fascination with Sherlock and his marvellous brain, but all the same she would be taking a long hiatus from following them out on a case, just to be safe.

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Creative Jam Fill

Sat, 18 Jun 2022 17:03:25 GMT

This poem was inspired the by the "Insanity is doing the same thing and expecting a different result." from ysabetwordsmith.

Breaking the Cycle of Insanity

Things are humming along, and then something goes wrong.
Out swarm the managers to hurry things along.
They question and prod, and stand far too close,
ignoring the signs that they'll soon be toast.

Her voice rises and her gestures get wider;
with less room to maneuver, her voice gets snider.
She tries to be polite, says "Excuse me, please,"
while the refrain in her head shouts "Leave, Leave, LEAVE!"

When the problem is fixed, they go away,
but this same scene will be repeated another day.
She doesn't know how they can be so blind
to all of her warning signs.

They think hovering will get more done,
and so they continue as they have begun;
taking up space and being a pain,
walking into danger once again.

While they may choose to remain the same,
she doesn't have to play their game.
She gives as many warnings as she can
but if they come within arm-span,
they better learn how to duck her waving hands.

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Bingo Fill: Set Boundaries

Sat, 05 Mar 2022 02:33:48 GMT

This poem fills the "Set Boundaries square on the 3x3 Solo Public Card for the Valentines Bingo Fest.

Drawing Lines

Boundaries can be tricky, ephemeral things.
Everyone's will look different but all are valid.
For some the line might be here, for others, there.
For one this topic is off limits, for another, that one instead.

Finding that line between "enough" and "too much" can be hard,
but the soul searching is worth it, to be able to say,
"This is okay, but this isn't," and to have enough conviction
in your needs and desires to defend your lines.

So go ahead, set those boundaries,
draw the lines that will keep you, and others, safe,
and never feel bad if yours come out different than anybody else's.

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Bingo Fill: Forgive Yourself

Sat, 05 Mar 2022 01:39:09 GMT

This poem fills the "Forgive Yourself" square on the 3x3 Solo Public Card for the Valentines Bingo Fest.

Forgiveness

Forgiving doesn't mean forgetting.
It is acknowledging the mistake made, taking note of what went wrong and vowing to do better.
It is letting go of the shame and guilt for causing so much pain,
and showing kindness and compassion to yourself as you would to others.

We all make mistakes, and by the heavens do some of them hurt,
but forgiving yourself is the first step to healing,
a promise to learn and move forward and not repeat the past,
a chance to start anew and work on being the person you know you can be.

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Bingo Fill: Give Yourself a Gift

Sat, 05 Mar 2022 00:42:22 GMT

This poem fills the "Give Yourself a Gift" square on the 3x3 Solo Public Card for the Valentines Bingo Fest.

You

Who says gifts are only for others?
There is no reason you can't treat yourself;
after all, you are just as important and special as anyone else.

So the next time a birthday or a holiday comes around,
or even just because,
buy yourself a gift and enjoy the treat,
knowing it will be exactly what you want.

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Bingo Fill: Write Down Your Successes

Fri, 04 Mar 2022 22:19:12 GMT

This poem fills the "Write Down Your Successes" square on the 3x3 Solo Public Card for the Valentines Bingo Fest.

Keeping Track

Keeping track of the good things can help.
So if you earn a degree of learn a new language or master a new skill,
write it down.

Having a record of your successes -
the first time nailing a new dish, or perfecting a tricky crochet pattern,
or de-escalating a fraught family situation -
can help when the failures seem to be stacking up.

A list of accomplishments is concrete,
something you can point to on a bad day and say,
"See, I did those things. I will achieve more things again soon."
A reminder that failure is not permanent,
and can indeed be a stepping stone to learning the path to success.

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Bingo Fill: Read a Book

Fri, 04 Mar 2022 22:05:28 GMT

This poem fills the "Read a Book" square on the 3x3 Solo Public Card for the Valentines Bingo Fest.

Beloved pastime

First comes the selection:
Fantasy or romance?
Comedy or horror?
Fact or fiction?

Next come the practicalities:
Set aside the time,
grab a few snacks,
get comfy and cozy.

Finally, the best part:
Open the cover,
read the first chapter,
get lost in the story until you finally reach

the end.

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Bingo Fill: Solving Puzzles as a Team

Thu, 03 Mar 2022 19:07:03 GMT

This story fills the "Solving Puzzles as a Team" square on my 5x5 Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo Fest. It is an NCIS fanfic and the last fill in my blackout. I'm also still new at story-telling, so if there are any glaring errors or jarring moments, I apologize. And now, the story!

( NCIS Fanfic )

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Bingo Fill: Oral Sex

Thu, 03 Mar 2022 18:37:45 GMT

This poem fills the "Oral Sex" square on my Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo fest. As you can probably guess from the prompt, this poem contains mature content and will be behind a cut so unsuspecting people don't get surprised.

( mature content )

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Bingo Fill: Praise

Wed, 02 Mar 2022 17:14:32 GMT

This poem fills the "Praise" square on my 5x5 Mixed Card for the Valentine's fest.

Recognition

A kind word here or there,
acknowledgement for a job well done,
or for just being good;

such little things that seem
inconsequential at first
but can make a world of difference,
both in their presence and in their absence.

So the next time you see something good,
take the time to say so.
You never know when that praise
will make someone's day.

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Bingo Fill: Solo Game Night

Wed, 02 Mar 2022 17:10:08 GMT

This poem fills the "Solo Game Night" square on my 5x5 Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo Fest.

Game On

Being alone doesn't mean you can't have fun.
On the shelf a collection has begun
of games for one or more.

Some are designed for solo play,
others have modified rules, best with more players but serviceable for one,
yet others that say two or more but can be creatively tweaked to suit needs.

The night is yours,
hearty snacks and comfy clothes,
and the favourites set out, ready to play.

It might be just you tonight,
but everything is set for a night of kickass fun,
victory not over another but beating the game as best you can,
enjoying the challenge of improving each time.

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Bingo Fill: Experimentation

Wed, 02 Mar 2022 01:55:14 GMT

For my "Experimentation" square on my 5x5 Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo fest, I wrote a hexaduad, sort of. I couldn't get the last two lines to rhyme, but in keeping with the theme of the prompt, I went with it anyway.

New Things
-a hexaduad

Try me
maybe;
exploring is such fun,
looking for the right one.
A dab of this, a dab of that,
find the one good enough to last.
Soft? Hard? Sting? Thud?
Oops, that a dud!
When trying something new,
there's bound to be a few:
brush yourself off
and try again!

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Bingo Fill: Paint with Bob Ross

Wed, 02 Mar 2022 01:46:43 GMT

This poem fills the "Paint with Bob Ross" square on my 5x5 Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo fest.

Painting

Easel up,
canvas primed,
palette and brushes ready to go.

TV on,
video queued up,
ready to rock and roll.

Press play,
mellow voice
guiding you through ocean waves.

Bob Ross
and his patient ways:
the perfect activity for Valentine's day.

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Bingo Fill: Fantasies

Wed, 02 Mar 2022 01:14:23 GMT

This poem fills the "Fantasies" square on my 5x5 Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo fest, and while I think it is still PG, it does elude to some more mature topics.

Deep Desires

What do you think about at night, as you wait to drift off to sleep?
Where does your mind go during the day when no one else is around?
What fantasies are hidden in the depths of your soul?
Are they light or dark? Simple or complex? Sexual or not?
If you're feeling brave, perhaps you'll share one with me.
Who knows, I might just make it come true.

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Bingo Fill: The Cake is Not a Lie

Wed, 02 Mar 2022 01:09:28 GMT

This is a Magic Nine poem that fills the "The Cake is Not a Lie" square for my 5x5 Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo fest.

Truth in Advertising
-a magic nine

The cake is not a lie,
I really am looking for a friend,
would you like to give it a try?
There are no expectations, no string attached.
Name a boundary and I promise not to pry.
We can let things progress naturally,
no need to set the bar too high.
I'd be pleased just to have company while I spend
the day in the kitchen baking rye.

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Bingo Fill: Zucchini

Wed, 02 Mar 2022 00:43:00 GMT

This poem fills the "Zucchini" square on my 5x5 Mixed card for the Valentine's Bingo Fest.

My Light

You are my zucchini;
not bland and soft like the vegetable
but vibrant and alive,
solid and steady and compassionate.

There might not be sex or romance between us
but there is a deep, unending love.
In times of sadness and hardship,
of joy and ease,
of loneliness and affection,

You are there for me as I am there for you.
Sharing in all the bits of life, inextricably connected,
we are two zucchini on a vine
together until the end,
for all of time.

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Bingo Fill: Take a Self-Awareness Quiz

Wed, 02 Mar 2022 00:37:56 GMT

This poem fills the "Take a Self-Awareness Quiz" for my 5x5 Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo Fest.

Exploring Yourself

Restless, unfulfilled, looking for something more.
Unsure where to start, how to make this feeling go away.
A random find: "Test your self-awareness."
Click out of curiosity, answer as best as able.
Surprising results; better self-knowledge than thought.
Next steps feel right: improve skills, focus both inward and outward, find purpose in life.
Settled now, plan in place, ready to move on from here
to bigger and better things.

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Bingo Fill: Give Yourself a Gift

Tue, 01 Mar 2022 23:59:54 GMT

This poem fills the "Give Yourself a Gift" square on my 5x5 Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo Fest.

Hunting for Treasure
While everyone else buys for others,
you head to the shops with yourself in mind.
You do a lot, day in and day out, and you deserve a nice treat.

From store to store you wander,
searching for just the right thing to catch your eye.
Chocolates, clothes, books, and jewellery all get passed;
you like them well enough but none feel right today.

Finally you happen upon the local craft store and step inside.
You take your time admiring the wares;
beautiful beads, sumptuous fabrics and artful crafts all vie for your attention.

And then, in the corner, almost hidden from view,
is the perfect find:
A deep sapphire yarn with silver flecks, so silky to the touch,
just waiting to be transformed into the most elegant of accessories.

As you walk to the cashier with your treasure,
your mind is already running through all the possibilities
that your new purchase brings.

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Bingo Fill: Age of Enlightenment

Tue, 01 Mar 2022 23:41:49 GMT

This poem fills the "Age of Enlightenment" square on my 5x5 Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo Fest. (This is another one that is not precisely autobiographical, though it does draw on some of my experiences.)

Finding Answers

In this time of technology,
information is easy to find.

It's not always easy to parse fact from fiction,
but it's all at your fingertips,
if you know where to look.

Beyond the information are personal accounts;
individuals and communities who say, "This is me, this is what I've experienced."

And through a combination of cold facts and warm stories,
there comes enlightenment.

A realization that you're not broken,
you are not alone,
that there are in fact words that fit,
and ways to explain to others who you are.

And with this knowledge comes freedom,
the ability to confidently say,
"I am not that, but this, and that's okay with me."

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Bingo Fill: Peacemaking

Fri, 25 Feb 2022 20:43:59 GMT

This poem fills the "Peacemaking" square for my Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo fest.

Cultivating Peace

Peace is an ongoing endeavor.
Everyone must do their part,
all working together towards the same goal.
Change comes a little at a time,
each step just as important as the last.
Moving forward one action at a time,
always striving to make the world a better place.
Keep an open mind, a level head, and a kind heart.
Inspire the same in others by treating all with respect,
nourish a peaceful environment; lead by example,
giving the world an idea how it's done.

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Bingo Fill: Helping a Stranger

Fri, 25 Feb 2022 20:28:39 GMT

This poem fills the "Helping a stranger" square on my Mixed Card for the Valentine's Bingo fest.

Being Kind

You might never know
how much that dollar means,
that kind smile and helping hand
when someone is down.

Something as simple as returning a dropped item,
or helping carry something heavy can make a big difference.

They may seem like little things
but never underestimate the impact
of an unexpected helping hand.

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