FOWC with Fandango: Complacent

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com•pla•cent kəm-plā′sənt►

adj.Satisfied with the current situation and unconcerned with changing it, often to the point of smugness.
adj.Eager to please; complaisant.

Going Home

Brenda looked at the computer screen but didn’t read one word. It had been two months since she had been back in her home. Due to unforeseen circumstances she had been forced to move out of her house, leaving behind her partner, animals, and all belongings. Now she sits and wonders when she will get any amount of normalcy back.

Brenda’s sister Catherine is completely complacent when it comes to the situation, making it so hard for Brenda to even talk to her. Catherine is a local so this new lifestyle has not affected her life like it did Brenda’s. When Brenda is upset and missing her home, Catherine acts like she is over-reacting and acting like a baby. When Brenda tries to explain it to her sister, Catherine just rolls her eyes and says she can’t understand what the problem is.

Some day, hopefully soon, Brenda will be able to go home and be with the people who love her the most. Until then she puts a smile on her face and moves through the days, doing what is needed and expected of her.

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “difference.” Whatever the word “difference” conjures first in your mind, write about it. Enjoy! https://lindaghill.com/2021/04/09/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-april-10-2021/

A few months ago
maybe like two
I knew what I wanted
and wanted to do
then all this stuff happened
that made me go blind
into a new world
one like no other kind
A stepmother dying
A dad like a kid
A sister that’s awful
It’s just what she did
and now that my life
has taken this path
I sit in this condo
I take Karma’s wrath
I try all I can
To stay happy and spry
even though my whole life
is passing me by
Some day it will change
and I’ll have my own place
and then you will see
a big smile on my face

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NaPoWriMo 2021: 4/10/2021

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It’s called “Junk Drawer Song,” and comes to us from the poet Hoa Nguyen

I didn’t follow the prompt exactly as I don’t have a junk drawer anymore. I have dumped all the junk as I get prepared to put my house on the market. So…Here is my junk drawer poem…

My Junk Drawer

Open it up and you will see

All the junk belonging to me

There are clips and pins

Bands and pads

Some random old screws

And a few crafty brads

A few short pencils

And a black dried up pen

A stamp from that letter

I got way back when

A tack from my corkboard

A bit of tack too

You know what I mean

The gum that is blue.

With all of this junk

I could open a store

Come in we’re open

Just open my drawer.

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National Poetry Month Scavenger Hunt

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Write a sestina

When I was reading the link about how to write this poem I decided to start with just one stanza and work from there, without worrying where my thoughts would go in the following five stanzas. A thought came to my mind and it was about the kids I used to teach. I don’t know what led me to that but it was there.

The students I used to teach were in our clinical day school for social-emotional disturbances that were no longer manageable in the public schools. Each morning was sort of like a crap-shoot with these kids because their mood often depended on life at home. Some had nothing to eat in their homes. Some had parents that needed more help than they could ever find. We knew we had to be prepared for everything. That was our job along with teaching. I miss those days and those little ones. This poem may give you a glimpse of what it was like each day.

Starting a New Day

Good morning, glad you came again today
I have left you something good to eat.
I am sorry that you do not look happy
Is there something you need to talk about
We will help you work these things out.
There is nothing to fear when you are here.

When you come and I see you here
I think how lucky I am today.
To see that you have come out
so, enjoy what there is to eat.
Later we will see what you will learn about
and hopefully the list makes you happy.

I love to see you smile because you are happy
I think it helps that you have come here.
There is nothing here for you to worry about
Every day is a new day like it is today.
Nourish your brain as you enjoy something to eat
We will see to it that your problems are worked out.

I want to know how your day is turning out
It looks like you are very happy
It always helps when we have something good to eat.
Something we always offer you here.
Let’s look at all you have accomplished today.
We can talk of all you have learned about.

There is something I would like to ask you about
It has to do with you getting out
Where will you go later today?
Will it be a place where you can be happy?
Will you be very far or try to stay here?
We can think about it while you eat.

I have tried to provide you something healthy to eat
I know that we have a lot to talk about
we can chat for as long as we need and sit here
I hope you know that you can let your fears out
I only want to help you be healthy and happy
Because every day is important like today.

When you come here you may always have something to eat
Whether today or another day it is you we will talk about
When you get those feelings out you will feel a bit more happy.

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Day: April 10, 2021