Victor and Vivienne

https://nopenotpam.com/2022/08/28/a-letter-a-week-v/

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:

“Vanuatu”

Rolling eyes heavenward

Victor began to vocalize his

Typical lament with vigor

Opera-style:

“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.

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2022/08/27/weekend-writing-prompt-274-opera/

https://fivedotoh.com/2022/08/27/fowc-with-fandango-disagreement/

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2022/08/21/heavenwardness/

Dazzling

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2022/08/13/weekend-writing-prompt-272-dazzling/

It was too crucial

Decades ago, to be dazzling

Beauty was key that opened

The best doors

Or so I believed…

Good looks had power

To take you places

Career advancement

VIP events

Parties, friends… Love

The World’s values

Are deceitful

Illusion

Quicksilver

“Dazzling” was a pit

I fell into

And nearly died

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

Variation, Same Theme

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2022/07/23/weekend-writing-prompt-269-variation/

There’s little variation

In the recurring dreams

Same theme—madness

They’re not dreams

No…nightmares

Peopled by same cast

Of characters which

Brought, fostered

Chaos, dysfunction—

All being heirs to a

Strain of this insanity—

How many baskets, buckets

Would it take to fill up bitter

Agony, hatred…carry it away—

I did not imagine

Everything that happened

Just because they don’t

Remember…doesn’t mean

I’m crazy

©Leyde Ryan, 2022 ~ All rights reserved.

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2022/07/19/heir/

https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2022/07/23/foster/