Cruella De-Guile

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She was queen of artifice. The mistress of malicious.

She made rules that made no sense yet claimed to be officious.

There was no way to do right by her. Even flattery was suspicious.

She’d lay down her law with harsh demands. Her punishments were vicious.

“Beware the dragon,” many warned. “For she is capricious.”

Those who did not heed soon realized that her attentions weren’t auspicious.

She was queen of cruel decree. Her requests often lubricious.

They learned to lay low and wait. Salvation would not be expeditious.

But the day came when he arrived, beautiful, seditious,

And turned the draconian,

Propitious.

 

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Draconian in 103 words

 

Prepositionally Prepared

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Before first light was when she meant to leave, and working through the night she made sure to have everything she needed with her. When that was done, she double checked that all other items were stuffed into bags or packed inside boxes or sorted into their respective containers. It mattered to her that things maintain their places: on shelves, by couches, under cabinets, in canisters, outside on the terrace, underneath the eaves up at the attic, even stacked along the small shelves that she’d tucked between the twin beds of the guest room or strung across the top of the door-frame inside her closet. She believed it important for one to have whatever they needed near at hand while at the same time not letting life be scattered all over toward disorder.

It wouldn’t do to seek something and not find it untill after it was too late to be of any use. Or worse, redundant instead of necessary.

She was leaving and had no plan for or intention of return. But when they found the place, she wanted whomever it was to know that she had made arrangements on their behalf and had been on top of things to ensure their life, too, could be sufficiently organized.

 

 

(Just went to town and had some prepositional fun with that, I had … )

For Linda Hill’s SoCS prompt: Preposition

Nimble Nelly

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Nimble Nelly

Bought a deli

And made a menu

With mashed yam.

She wrote in cheese

Hot from the oven

And sculpted bread rolls

From cold ham.

 

 

For RDP Monday: Nimble

 

 

Expert Explanation

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I’ve been expecting

The expert explication

And the

Expedient expelling

Of expired exploration

That often follows,

Quite expressively,

In the wake of expletives

And exposed exposition

By those wishing to expunge

Their exploits

From any experience

Of expiation.

 

For Linda’s SoCS prompt: xp

 

 

We’re Ducky!

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Photo: Atara Katz

 

We’re no ducks but still wish

To get

In a row.

There is no law against it.

So there,

Now you know.

 

 

For Nancy Merrill’s Photo a week: ducks in a row

 

 

Celebrity Stalk

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“I will not celebrate with celery,”

She said, and then

She frowned,

For no celebrity that’s

Worth her salt

Will turn down green

When it is found.

 

“We can still have a

Celebration,”

She tried correcting course,

But the celestial already

Knew

She had no true

Remorse.

 

 

For the SoCS prompt: Cele-

(I was having WAY too much fun with this one! 😉 )