Daily Prompt: Jolly “While Santa’s Away”

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North Pole Decorative Christmas Mailbox

Ah, Tis The Season of Holiday Cheer,
Santa’s workshop has been busy, busy, busy all throughout the year;
All the elves are working in high gear.
Santa fin
As Santa plans out his route,
by MapQuest and Waze;
He remember’s the good ole’ days. 

Santa with his sleigh and reindeers flying in the sky. Above a snowy little village near a river. I added twinkle stars and a border to it. DF,

He’d whisper to each of his eight tiny reindeer
which way he wanted to go;
And, off into the night’s cold crisp air.

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While Santa was out on tour,
the elves began to sing,
shaking they’re thang on the dance floor.

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The party was in full swing,
while the elves were mingling
bustin’ a move to jingling.

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Oh, these elves know how to party hearty;
They toss back Jolly Rancher jello shots,
mixed with some Bacardi.   
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And, Soon, The drama then began…

You see, elves can’t hold their liquor well;
They went from mingling and flirting,
to wishing others elves to go to hell.

 

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Molly and Polly tried to win over Paulie,
by being wordy, dirty and downright filthy.
Marty and Harvey began to brawl 
in the middle of the hall;
Because Carley didn’t notice them at all.

 

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But, Carley just wanted to play with Harley ~ Her sweet little Doggie.

This reminds me of Moo-Moo. Molly is part Great Dane or Grey Hound(or somethin' like that), part some type of bird dog, and she has some Pit in her. She has a Pit bull face so that's probably why this dog reminds me of her:-(

“Woof!”

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The party was soon out of control.
One elf Ollie was seen groping Barbie (the doll that is).  🙂
While other’s started strip dancing on the candy cane pole.

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As the night was finally coming to an end,
Molly gave up flirting with Paulie;
And, snuck away with Charlie.

 

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 Rumor has it:
They kissed under the holly,
and enjoyed their own jolly good time.

 

Daily Prompt: Degree ~Surviving Life~

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I may not have a wall dedicated to proudly display my Bachelor, Masters or Doctorate Degrees, for all the world to see and admire.

My graduation cap ❤️ Less than 48 hours until I have that Masters Degree!

However, I do deserve a degree in surviving life and all that it threw at me.

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Dysfunctional upbringing
Alcoholic and Abusive Father figure
Date rape
Miscarriages
Failed marriage
Ex-husbands sudden death
My own alcoholism
Being involved with a narcissist for seven years 
Suffering from severe depression
Attempted & failed suicide
A Complete mental break
Learn about Mental Illness in Family 
Become Homeless
Diagnoses 
Bipolar 2
Severe Depression
Anxiety & Panic Attacks
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
Insomnia
Transferred from Women’s Shelter to Transitional Housing
Isolation in order to survive
Begin a Blog
Share my story
Advocate and educate myself
Share my journey in order to help others with mental illness
Spread Mental Health Awareness like wildfire
Work on myself
For myself
Become stronger through daily affirmations
Practice daily meditation
Seek guidance through Therapy & Psychiatry
Fight the powers that be to keep me down
Approved for disability
Move out of transitional housing
Share a townhouse with my wonderful roommate
Have a new lease on life
Bought an older car
Continuously write about my journey
My journey of survival
Happy to feel happiness once again
Hope
Peace
Security
Serenity
Tranquility
Withinside of me  

a new day will always come. take comfort in this

I think I earned my degree in surviving life.
What do you think?
Then again, I know there are several more people that deserve this unseen degree that they rightfully deserve. 

 

Daily Prompt: Varnish ~ My Version of “The Wizard of Oz”

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  Love kills

The Tins man had forgotten to give the Tinman a heart, as the story goes.
One day he was in the forest chopping wood when it began to rain,
and his metal exterior became rusted and tarnished.
There, the Tinman remained frozen in place,
until one fine day, Dorothy and the Scarecrow happened upon him.
“Erl” the Tinman murmured from his rusted lips… “Erl.”
Scarecrow scratched his head when he questioned,
“Dorothy, who the hell is Earl??”
You see, the Scarecrow didn’t have a brain…
As Dorothy glanced around she saw the oil can sitting on a stump.
“He needs Oil!”, she exclaimed; “Hurry!”
They passed the oil can about, a squirt, squirt here and there,
applying oil to the Tinman’s mouth and limbs.
The Tinman then explained how he was built without a heart. 
 After the Tinman’s performance,
“We’re off to see the Wizard,  The Wonderful Wizzard of Oz!”
skipping their way down the yellow brick road.
Along the way, they came across the Cowardly Lion
They, of course, invited him along; 
Hell, couldn’t just leave the scaredy cat behind.
Skipping their way down the yellow brick road…
“We’re off to see The Wizard, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz!”
After fending off the Wicked Witch of the East, from beyod every corner,
they finally reached The Emerald City.
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As Dorothy, Scarecrow, Tinman, and Cowardly Lion entered the hall in which the Wonderful Wizzard’s bulging, angry head danced upon the fire, he bellowed he would grant them their wishes, if only they killed off the Wicked Witch of The East, and bring back proof.  
As a kid, the Wicked Witch scared Liza Jane. She couldn't watch the movie until she was a teenager.
So, off they went down that damn yellow brick road once again singing, “We’re off the see the bitch that wicked old witch!”  
It wasn’t an easy task to beat flying monkeys and the troops at the gate, in fact, they all got cornered in a compromised place within the wicked old castle.  
Okay, this is where it gets a bit sketchy to me;  why was there a bucket of water on this landing?  I haven’t got a clue, but quick thinking struck when the Wicked Witch of The East set Scarecrow ablaze, Dorothy picked up the mystery bucket of water to put out the flames but hit the Wicked old witch as well.  There the Wicked Old Witch of The East scream out, “I’m melting! I’m melting!” 
“Yay!  The wicked old biddy was finally dead!”  They all sang out loud; as they pranced their way back to the Wizard of Oz to grant them all their wishes.
By now,  those damn ruby red slippers were forming blisters on Dorothy’s tired feet, as they scurried up the yellow stone cobble road. 
Dorothy's Ruby Slippers -"The Wizard of Oz", 1939.  °  They finally reach the Emerald City and Toto uncovers ‘The Myth, The Man’; that creepy old Wizzard that promised them that he would grant them their wishes.  Scarecrow got his degree, Tinman, a heart beating necklace, and Lion a medal of courage.  
Dorothy, on the other hand, was left to cry only wishing she could go home,  back to her Aunty Em, but the Wizard couldn’t perform his last wish.
Ah, the translucent bubble drifted downward from the skies above, and Glenda The Good Witch explained to her… “Silly little ninny, you were wearing these magic ruby red slippers after you killed off the Wicked Witch of the West, weren’t you even listening to me at the beginning of the movie?  You could have been out of here already, if only you listened back then.  All you have to do is click your heels, and repeat after me:  “There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home, and you’ll leave this colorful place, and return to the dust bowl you refer to as home.”
Dorothy then said her goodbyes to her traveling companions.  Scarecrow wished he didn’t have a brain to feel the pain, Lion balled his eyes out, and Tinman’s heart began to break and tarnish all over again.  She handed him his oil can and told him to pick up more WD-40, and lube up. 
Dorothy hugged them all goodbye, clicked her blistered feet encased in her ruby red slippers and repeatedly said;  “There’s no place like home, There’s no place like home” and she had awakened back in black and white with Aunty Em, and family surrounding her.   
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Daily Prompt: Gorge ~ Bucket List #6 ~

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Bucket List #6,
To wade and float my cares away,  through the hidden and magical Emerald Canyon’s, Oneonta Gorge, located in Oregon, USA.    The only state on the West Coast I ever dreamed to visit.  To feel Mother Nature encompass me through such tranquil surroundings, as I drift along listening to my own heartbeat and renewal of my senses. Oh, how I dream of such serenity.   

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Daily Prompt: Saintly ~Gods Cathedral~

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As some of you know, I am not a religious woman nor saintly.  I lean towards spirituality by nature than any one denomination. Please don’t misunderstand me,  I do believe in God; I simply don’t need a church in order to praise him.  
In my opinion, and this is strictly (my opinion alone), I view nature as a place of worship.  By simply taking a walk through the woods, I allow myself to feel the earth under my feet. It may it be a sturdy dirt path or, lined with fallen pine needles to cushion the floor below.  My Senses are in tune with the scents that I breathe in, may it be the pine trees or wild honeysuckle.  The feeling of touching moss on river rock while listening to a babbling brook… As I stroll through this forest, I feel as if this is God’s natural Cathedral.  A place that I can speak to him freely, and feel mother earth encompass my every emotion.  
I also view the kindness of strangers being God’s way of sending down his army of angels to help and guide me through times of trouble.  Prime example;  Natures disasters, and people from all walks of life come to the need of others for their support to rebuild, or to simply listen to one’s plight.  This is the beauty of human nature touching another’s soul.
You see, I don’t require being surrounded by four walls and worshiping at a set time schedule during the week to praise God.  This green earth and oceans of blue are God’s natural cathedral built for me and you.  
 Pine trees

 

 

Daily Prompt: Patina ~Let Me Be~

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I know you’re there, I hear your shallow breathing beyond my bedroom door. 
The need to fend off your intrusion shakes me to the core.
Plagued by memories of a love gone wrong,
Once I was weak, but now I’m strong.
Refusal for a second chance,
I hold my stance.
‘Keep your distance.’
I keep a watchful eye on the patina knob, as you attempt entry.
I don’t dare unlock it, you will never lay another hand on me.
What’s that I hear?  the rattling of keys?
“Oh, my God, just let me be!”

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