Humor, Best Medicine (3TC)

Prompt words:  giggle, silly, infectious

Some days she giggles

When tired, she’s often silly

Laughter’s infectious…

She’s surrounded by folks who

Know best medicine’s Humor

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“A happy heart is good medicine and a joyful mind causes healing ~ ” Proverbs 17:22, Amplified Bible

Victor and Vivienne

This week our letter is “V”.  Click the link above to learn more and join in.  I’ve used our talented host’s drawing and her 5 prompt words:  vast, vigor, vocalize, Vicuna and Vanuatu. 

Additionally, I’ve combined several other prompts including Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt (“opera”—95-words, I counted them by hand😊).  Links are at the end.

At least annually

Victor and Vivienne

Had the same disagreement

Where to go on holiday…

Vivienne repeated her

Longed-for choice:


Rolling eyes heavenward

Victor began to vocalize his

Typical lament with vigor


“It’s a volcanic island…”

“Where’s your sense

Of romance?  Passion

Is enhanced when there’s

A bit of danger,” Vivienne

Countered, with her

Come-hither smile.

“Viv, the world is a vast

Venue for adventure—

Romance can be had anywhere.”

“But I ‘vant’ Vanuatu.”

“Okay—it’s gonna cost you”, he paused…

“The painting we saw at the museum

Last month—of the Vicuna.”

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

Laughs Exceed Tears (3TC)

Prompt words: amuse, funny, laugh

Next month I turn 70—this poem is partial testimony of what The Almighty God has done in my life by the transforming power of the Holy Spirit.  Color me glad and grateful!

Days without humor

Heart can’t count, too numerous

Now laughs exceed tears

Life, people often amuse

Most, unwittingly funny

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Kindling Creative Inspiration (Sunday Poser 94)

Sweet Sadje poses a question I relish!  Click her link above to learn more about her…and join in with a prompt/challenge!

This week her question is:  What gets your creative juices running: Images, questions, or word prompts?

Although I don’t need prompts to fire inspiration, when I began blogging in 2011 and discovered a vast array of prompts and challenges, I eagerly jumped on board to do as many as I could…but it was like eating too many chips or chocolates!

These days I’ve slowed down a bit.  I like the variety of daily word prompts; sometimes the Q & A’s attract my interest; and images can be hit or miss—when they “hit”, I know exactly what I’m going to write, it falls out onto the page.  But that’s equally true with some word prompts, or story starters…a phrase, or a line from a poem.  It’s all fuel for the fire.

I’ve found, almost anything can trigger a response that needs a poem or short story to let it breathe—music, movies, sudden memories…and posts or comments other bloggers write.  (or crazy neighbors)  It’s amazing.

So my answer, Sadje, is that Muse and pen are pretty much always on the job…inspiration is quickly kindled and I’m ready to go.  If there’s a reason I can’t write…it’s only because I’m exhausted and need real sleep! (or I’m cooking!)

I’m very grateful for blogging, and the folks I meet, the prompts and challenges offered.  Writing keeps my mind busy—the ageing brain must be stimulated often, or things tend to slide downhill.  It is therapeutic to write, but mostly it’s FUN!  And sometimes what we write can make someone’s day—that’s a bonus!

And maybe it helps to have a messy desk?

PS: I’m verbose…you wouldn’t think it should take almost 300 words to answer ONE question😉

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My Keychain (#SoCS)

This post is part of SoCS:

It’s my first time participating in Linda’s Stream of Consciousness prompts.  Click the link above to learn all about it, and join in.

The prompt word is KEY.

I have a keychain which I began in 2011…it holds what I feel are keys to a “good life”.  The first 4 keys are Faith, Gratitude, Humor, and Prayer.  I can’t get very far without all of these! 

There’s also a key for Generosity…it’s kind of like a skeleton key that fits many doors.  To me it means, give and share at every opportunity that comes my way.  I derive tremendous enjoyment from giving, almost a “high”…maybe it’s the feeling of connection, however briefly, with people. 

My generosity can take the form of food, books, gifts of anything I no longer need but are still in great condition.  It can also be time, listening, caring, encouragement, hope—again, the connection with others.

I was slow in learning most of this, but it’s never too late to make changes which benefit more than just me.  This keychain has more value than a diamond bracelet.

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

Sisters ‘Neath the Sky

Not sure why the above link “wordle-565” goes to wordle-564, but Life’s full of mysteries😊

Behind the shadows

Sparks orbit stars

Amid the swirl created

The sisters could see art


Well, one of them could—

Eldest girl, Pele

Was describing the sketch

She’d make when they got home

She did that a lot… sketching

And describing aloud… ‘naming

Colors’, ‘saying the shading’

‘Speaking the angles’

Of ‘line strokes’…

Delia, younger by 2 years

Breathed a damp sigh

Into the still-warm evening air

Perhaps Pele really did know

What she was talking about

But it was meaningless

To her… Delia just liked

Looking at the sky

Unlike Pele’s busy

Artistic mind, Delia’s

Was peacefully


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One-Liner Wednesday ~ Sorry

Ever notice how sometimes advice

comes across as a retort…sorry I asked.😉

©Leyde Ryan

Home Sweet Sis (#FSS-59)

Fandango’s story starters might turn out to be a semi-regular prompt for me.  The “teasers” trigger the ‘odd’ in me… So, click the link above for all the info, and here’s his current teaser.

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:  After the shock of seeing the amount of his latest electricity invoice wore off, Ted decided that, in order to save energy going forward, he would…


After the shock of seeing the amount of his latest electricity invoice wore off, Ted decided that, in order to save energy going forward, he would…move in with his sister.

She could talk the legs off a barstool (though she’d never step inside a drinking establishment), and she was a Bible-thumper—in a friendly endearing sort of way.  But her cooking made bachelors weep…his mouth watered. 

Being honest with himself, he knew she was the only one who’d tolerate an extended visit from him…and he could likely stand her eccentricities for a short stay before things got tricky.

He called her up, explained his plight, assured her it wasn’t money he was after…just a change of place for a bit.  She squealed with delight (squealing was one of those eccentricities), and asked when he’d arrive.  Soon as he could pack a few things, unplug all electric appliances. 

And then she gave him his choice—should she make her killer lasagna, or her to-die-for mac & cheese?

Ahh…he loved his crazy old Sis!

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Mosquito Hell

I left mosquitos

Behind me (Minnesota)

And never looked back…

Bites weren’t the worst, we had pink

Calamine lotion for itch

But ‘mid toss-turning

Sweated-sheets…whine in ears was

Hell’s buzz-saw torment

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