Monthly Archives: November 2019

Last Lessons – email poem # 2


Last Lessons – email poem # 2 Crystal Ball on Microsoft


Sometimes I go down the line of my email notices, taking a few random words just to see what I can come up with. This is one of them from recent days.  I call these type my ‘found poetry’, and there are other ways to find poetry to create. You can take words from the emails, or from Twitter, or from cross-word puzzles, or even pick out random words from a book. It’s fun.

Sometimes they make sense, and sometimes they are a bit strange, but always fun to try. 🙂


“Last Lessons”

Last lessons, when all fun world

Set my desert feathers changing

Frog watch – new tale – not frosty

Gecko memories

This one good feline angry

Nature = it’s amor


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© 2019 BS

Shady Days – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Shade


Shady Days – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Shade

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 30/19


For today’s SOCS, Linda G. Hill (our host), has given us the prompt word – shade. Thanks, Linda! 🙂

To join in this weekly challenge, and to see other entries, just click the above link. It’s fun.


Shade shadows on sidewalk

They can move, but cannot talk


I really like seeing shadows on the sidewalk. There are so many funny ways they look – long and tall, short and squat …

Sometimes though, when there are clouds that obscure the sun, you only get shades of gray, and no shadows of yourself or other things.

Shade may come

Shade may go

Shades of happiness

Shades of woe


A couple of old sayings I’ve always heard:

You’ve got it made in the shade = all is going great

Shade tree mechanic = one who works on his own car out in the yard


We had really shady days lately. It was dense fog all day long for two or three days. It cleared up this morning, though, and the sun is out, so I’m sure there will be shadows and shade here and there. Not a whole lot of shade from the trees because most of the leaves have fallen already.

And, that’s it for today.

Hope your weekend is a good one! 🙂


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS



Flower of the Day – Fall Bouquet – 3 Views


Flower of the Day – Fall Bouquet – 3 Views


A nice bouquet of Fall flowers, with yellow chrysanthemums, and some purple & rust colored daisies?


For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – November 30, 2019 – Primrose


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 233


Two Souls: Into the Fire # 233

Warning … adult content



# 233

warning…adult content


After tending to the children, Linda came back into the kitchen. “The kids are fine. I explained it to them. They seemed to understand, and weren’t scared, just curious and concerned for Ghost.”

“Oh, that’s good,” Lisa said.

“Yeah, and I looked in on Steve and Ghost. They’re both sound asleep, again.” She shook her head and smiled. “I know Ghost needs to rest, but should I wake Steve up? He’s supposed to be helping me pack some stuff…and the U-Haul…and the movers are coming. I’ll tell ya, there’s just too much to think about. All I want to do is go back to bed, too,” Linda said. “And, don’t tell me I can call it all off. I’m going through with it, for real, and we’ll be fine.”

Lisa nodded. “I hear ya, sister. If anyone can get it done, it’s you. So, go wake up Steve. Ghost can sleep, and we’ll look in on him. He’ll be fine, too, but Steve really needs to help. He can be lazy when he gets back home.” They laughed, and Linda headed off to the bedroom.

She tip-toed in and shook Steve awake. “Steve, come on, get up. I need your help.”

Steve groggily rolled over, then sat up. “Okay, I’m up, sis.”

“Let Ghost sleep. We’ll check on him, but I need to get some things done.” She left the room, and Steve soon joined her in the living room.

“Linda was going over what had to be done and in what order. “First, we have to go get the U-Haul, Steve. We both have to go, because you’ll be the driver, and it’s under my name. So, Lisa and Bill will watch the kids, and let Ghost know where you went, if he wakes up.”

Steve was ready to go. Linda hollered out to Lisa, “We’re leaving.” They went out to the car. “It’s not far,” she said, pulling out into the street.


Lisa checked on Stevie and Mandy, and she got them to start putting some of their favorite toys into a big box. They would take this with them on the road. Then, going into the kitchen, she began getting out all the dishes Linda said she wanted to take with her. She set them out on the table. The movers would pack these. Bill put tags on the pieces of furniture to be moved. They were busy, going here and there in the house, and almost didn’t notice Ghost, as he walked silently through the living room, and out the front door.

He was walking toward the big tree out front, looking up into the branches, when they caught up with him. 

“Ghost…where are you going?” Lisa asked, trying to stay calm. He didn’t answer her, but stopped and blinked a few times, before continuing on. He reached the tree, and touched it…saying strange sounding words.

Lisa looked around at Bill. “What’s he doing? Make him stop, it’s scaring me,” she said.

“It looks like he’s still asleep…like he’s sleepwalking or something,” Bill said. He took Ghost’s arm, turning him back toward the house. He was still saying strange words, and had no recognition of them.

At that point, Steve and Linda returned with the U-Haul. Steve pulled up in front of the house, by the curb, and had not noticed everyone out in the yard, yet. He was still getting used to driving the big truck. Finally getting out, he saw what was going on.

“Steve,” Lisa said, “I think he’s still asleep, but he came out here to the tree.”

“Yeah, looks like he is. He sleep walks all the time. I forgot to tell you,” Steve said. He guided Ghost back to the bedroom. After settling Ghost back in the bed, he came out to explain. “Glad ya’ll caught up with him…he can wander off pretty fast.”

“What if you’re asleep, and he leaves your house?” asked Bill.

“He has before, but he don’t get very far off…it’s just the woods, and the graveyard. Sometimes, though, I handcuff him to the bed. That way I know he won’t go running off,” Steve said.

They just stared at him. “What?” Lisa asked.

“Oh, yeah…sounds weird, but it works, and it was his idea,” Steve said.

They kept looking at him, as if that was the craziest thing they’d ever heard.

“Well,” Linda said, “that just sounds so…” She hadn’t heard of this before.

“What…you got a better idea?” Steve asked, getting a little defensive.

“No, but can’t a doctor give him something?”

Steve sighed, and shook his head. “Linda, he’s been to all kinds of doctors…nothing works…and I had to drag him to those. He don’t like taking medicine, except those herbal remedies, anyway. So, until something better comes along, this is our solution. It’s not great, but it works.”

Linda nodded. “Sorry I stuck my nose in where I shouldn’t have.”

“It’s okay…at least you know,” Steve said.

Lisa and Bill had already gone to the kitchen, letting Steve and Linda work it out. The kids were now playing in the back yard.

“What needs to be done next,” Bill asked.

Lisa looked around. She saw that several boxes had been packed, already. “All the boxes that are full, just take them to the U-Haul…get them out of the way,” she said.

Steve and Bill began doing that. Linda came in to sit at the table. “This is overwhelming.”

Lisa brought her a glass of iced tea. “Just sit here and rest a few minutes,” she said. “I made a bunch of sandwiches for lunch. They’re in the refrigerator.”

“Oh, thanks, we’ll need them,” Linda said. “Then, after lunch, the moving van comes; they said around 1:00. Then we can see where we stand.”

The guys had finished loading, and now poured themselves tea, and sat at the table, too.

“Any more boxes?” Steve asked Linda.

“There will be in a little while…just the kids things, and some of mine.” She got up to start filling another box. The kids ran back inside, through the back door, wanting Kool-Aid, and wanting to know if Ghost could come out to play.

“Take your drinks out on the porch…Ghost is still asleep. He’ll come out later on,” Lisa said.  She went over to help Linda with more packing. Bill kept an eye on the kids, and wondered when all the chaos in the house would stop.

“When we’re gone,” Ghost said, coming into the kitchen. Bill jumped, as Ghost spoke, not having heard him enter.

“Ghost…didn’t hear you come in,” he said.

“You’ll have peace when we are gone,” Ghost said. He started singing the old *Kansas song…”…lay your weary head to rest, don’t  ‘cha cry no more…” he sang. “He smiled at Bill. “It is kinda chaotic, isn’t it?”

Bill smiled. “You heard what I was thinking, huh?”

“Yeah, when I came in. Oh, I’m awake now…for real,” Ghost said, reading Bill’s thoughts again.

Bill laughed. “Damn, you’re good.”

Ghost shrugged.

“Everything okay, now?” Bill asked. “Are you feeling better?”

“Um-hmm, except I’m really hungry.”

“Me, too,” Bill said. “Lisa made sandwiches. I think we all need to stop and eat. If you’ll get them out of the fridge, I’ll go get Linda and Lisa. Have you seen Steve?”

“Yeah, he came and woke me up. He’s still in the bedroom, I guess,” Ghost said.

“I’ll holler at him, too,” Bill said, as he went to find everyone. He was humming the song that Ghost had been singing.

Ghost got out the food, then called the kids in.

“Ghost…Ghost,” they yelled. They jumped all around him, grabbing his hands. He laughed, but said, “Hey, you two, go wash up…it’s time to eat.” They hugged him, then ran over to the sink. The others came into the kitchen just in time to hear and see that.

“Amazing,” Linda said. “You’re a good role model, Ghost.”

They all sat down, eating and realizing how tired they were, already. Ghost had had a long nap, but was still a little shaky from earlier, though.

“Here’s my list of things that go in the U-Haul, and the moving van, and my car. See if I’m forgetting anything, Lisa,” Linda said, handing over her list. “Steve, I want you to map out our route, and where we’ll be stopping at night. I’ve never driven cross-country before.”

Steve took the map, opening it up on the table. “Sure is a long way across, huh? I figure it’ll take at least three days…that’s if everything goes smooth. I’ll work on this,” he said.

“Thanks,” Linda said. “Ghost, if you feel up to it, can you be in charge of Mandy and Stevie, while the moving people are here? Maybe just play out in the back yard with them?”

“Sure, I can do that,” Ghost said, smiling, happy he could help with something.

As Lisa cleared the lunch items from the table, they heard the big moving truck pull up out front. “Oh, my, they’re here,” Linda said, already flustered.

“Linda, stop worrying…everything is going fine,” Lisa said, giving her a hug. They went to let the movers in.

“Come on y’all,” Ghost told the kids. “We gotta go out back, outta the way. And, we have games to play,” he said, opening the screen door, following them outside in the back yard.


*”Carry On Wayward Son”, recorded and sung by Kansas, 1976, on the album “Leftoverture”… Label – Kirshner Written by Kerry Livgen


Next part coming soon!


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS


This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative liscense is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, muscians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblence.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Fibbing Friday – Holiday Happenings


Fibbing Friday – Holiday Happenings

These are fun questions we’re supposed to answer in any kind of silly, wrong, or outrageous ways. Just for fun!

Find out more at the following link:



  1. What happened at Plymouth Rock?

The very first rock concert was held in the new country by the band called Plymouth.

  1. What was the Mayflower Compact?

It was a lady’s cosmetic holder for face powder. It had an engraved flower on the case.

  1. What happened to the English settlement of Roanoke, Virginia?

It became a ghost town, and later a TV series was made about it called Sleepy Hollow.

  1. What really happened at the first Thanksgiving?

Everyone stuffed themselves with turkey & dressing & fell asleep. Then they were transported to Sleepy Hollow.

  1. Stores used to wait until after Thanksgiving to put out Christmas decorations and merchandise. Why the change?

Greedy Grubbers want to relieve you of your money as soon as possible.

  1. Why is Thanksgiving always the fourth Thursday in November instead of always the last Thursday in November?

Because merchants want to confuse us as to when to buy and thaw out a frozen turkey.

  1. Why do we eat turkey at Thanksgiving and ham at Christmas?

It’s the rule. But rules are to be broken – at least by us – we sometimes have Mexican food or roast beef.

  1. Why do we put lights on Christmas trees?

In memoriam of the poor living trees that were sacrificed, with their lives cut short, only for the span of a few days celebration, then tossed in the trash pile. It makes me sad.

  1. Why does Santa have eight reindeer pull his sleigh?

He doesn’t – there are nine. And the number 9 means divine magic. So Santa is able to fly because of this.

  1. What are the names of Santa’s eight reindeer?

The original names of the reindeer was changed from:

comet cupid donner blitzen dasher dancer prancer vixen rudolph


mustang, cobra, beetle, cougar, impala, jaguar, stingray, ram & thunderbird

Because people ride in cars these days, and not sleighs.


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS


Happy Thanksgiving


Happy Thanksgiving


Feeling thankful for all the online friendships here. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, your photos, your laughter and tears, that make this close knit community such a wonderful place to get to know each other and your ways of life, wherever we are in the world.

Whatever this day brings, I wish you Peace. ❤

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS


Flower of the Day – Daisy Under a Cloud


Flower of the Day – Daisy Under a Cloud


I saw this flower arrangement at the store the other day. It’s a large red daisy (dark center), and has a small bunch of tiny white flowers made to look like it’s on top of the daisy. Reminds me of a cloud over it. 🙂



For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – November 28, 2019 – Happy Thanksgiving


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 232


Two Souls: Into the Fire # 232

Warning … adult content



# 232

warning…adult content


Ghost went out of the bedroom, with Steve following him into the kitchen. Lisa was just finished cooking, and had to look twice at Ghost as he came in. She started to say something, but thought better of it, and just said good morning.

“Can I have more?” Ghost asked, holding out his coffee cup.

“Of course you can,” Lisa said, and refilled his cup.

He took it, and sat down at the table. Lisa gave Steve a questioning look. He just shook his head. “Don’t ask,” he seemed to say.

Ghost looked at them both, with a frown. “You don’t have to secret talk about me. Just say it out loud. I hear it anyway.” He got up and stomped out the back door.

“Ooh, does he get like this a lot?” Lisa asked.

Steve breathed deep, letting the air out slow. “Just sometimes, Lisa. He said he don’t feel good, and he forgot to take his meds, yesterday. It effects him if he misses. I made him take them already this morning, so we’ll see…should be kicking in.”

They looked up, as Stevie and Mandy came running into the kitchen, with Linda close behind.

“Kids, settle down…we’re about to have breakfast.” She looked over at Lisa. “Oh, Bill is on his way. He said to tell you about five more minutes.”

The kids saw that the back door was open, and that Ghost was out there, sitting on the porch steps. They went barreling out to see him.

“Wait…wait…” Lisa and Steve hollered, but they’d already gone out and jumped all over Ghost. Lisa and Steve were worried about how Ghost would react, being he was in a mood.

“Ghost, Ghost…good morning…” the kids were hollering…happy and energetic.

Ghost hugged them, and laughed. “You silly kids…come here…” he said as they ran out into the yard.

“You can’t catch us,” Stevie yelled. Mandy just ran around shrieking. Ghost leapt off the porch and chased them around.

“Got’cha,” he said, as he tagged one, then the other.

“Look at that,” Lisa said. Linda and Steve were looking…and smiling.

“Looks like he’s in a good mood, now,” Steve said.

“Yeah, with the kids, anyway,” Lisa said.

“What did I miss?” Linda asked.

Lisa filled her in. “Oh, Ghost got up not feeling good, and was all grumpy with us.”

“He forgot to take his meds, yesterday,” Steve said.

Linda frowned. “Is he going to be ok?”

“We’ll see…” Steve said.

Bill came into the kitchen, just then, and Linda and Lisa finished putting the food on the table. Steve yelled out the door, “Y’all get in here…time to eat.”

Ghost grabbed his cup from the  porch step, and held the door open for Stevie and Mandy. “Go wash your hands,” he told them. They ran off to the sink.

“You’re really good with them,” Lisa said. “You ever think of working with kids?”

Ghost shook his head. “No, I never worked anywhere, before…just gigs with Steve.”

Lisa smiled. “Well, schools can always use volunteers. You might check it out back home.”

Shrugging a shoulder, Ghost said, “Um, okay…well, maybe…but I never seen any kids before. I mean, sure I seen kids, but never talked to any…just these ones.”

Lisa laughed. “Well, think about it.”

They all sat down at the table, each filling a plate with the breakfast eggs, bacon, and toast, that Lisa had made. Linda was going over her plans for the day. Steve sat next to Ghost, but he hadn’t said a word. He was a little afraid to get on Ghost’s moody side again.

After a few minutes, he noticed that Ghost had only taken a couple of bites of his food, and was now just staring off into space. No one else had noticed. Steve turned more toward Ghost, and saw that his left eyes was twitching.

“Ghost?” he asked.

Ghost didn’t respond, his mouth slack, and drool beginning to fall out of his mouth.

“Ghost…” Steve put his arm around Ghost, leaning him over onto him. “Get the kids out of here…now…” he said to Linda.

“What? What is it, Steve?” she started, then saw what was going on. “Mandy, Steve, we’re all done. Let’s go in the bedroom.” She quickly helped the kids out of their chairs, ushering them out to the bedroom.

Lisa had ran to get a cold rag, as Bill just sat there, not knowing what was going on, or what to do. Steve put the cold cloth on Ghost’s face, and neck, hoping it would bring him out of it.

“What’s wrong?” Bill asked, getting up, alarmed.

“He’s having a seizure,” Lisa said. “He’ll be ok in a few minutes. There’s a boy in my class that has them. They don’t last long.”

Steve was trying to get Ghost in a better position, but mostly just hung on to him, while Ghost was shaking. “C’mon, Ghost…hang in there…it’ll be over in a minute…we’re right here,” he said.

Linda came back into the kitchen. “How is he, Steve?” she asked, but could see for herself.

“A little longer… I think it’s almost over…” Steve said. Ghost had stopped shaking, so much, and then they stopped. He was still dazed, and not in control, yet.

“Bill, you never seen anyone have a seizure, before?” Lisa asked.

“No, never…” he said. “That was pretty intense. Does he need to see a doctor, or something?”

“No, he has them off and on,” Steve said. “He has meds for them but he forgot to take them, yesterday. It gets worse with stress, too, or changes in routine.” He was still dabbing the rag on Ghost’s face. “Ghost, can you see me, yet? Can you sit up…or maybe you should go lay down.”

Ghost was trying to sit up, but was dizzy, still, and his words were slurred, as he tried to talk.

“Do you want to go lay down? Do you know where you are?” Steve kept talking to him.

Ghost began sobbing, and they made out he was saying, “Can’t see…words hurt…head hurts so bad…”

Steve managed to get up, and carried Ghost into the bedroom. He lay beside him, comforting him, and would, for as long as Ghost needed him to.


Lisa, Linda, and Bill were still in a bit of shock, there at the table. “That wasn’t as bad as the one before…when I was at their house,” Linda said. “That time, Steve and I thought he was going to die.”

“Well, it was bad enough,” Lisa said.

“Man, I feel like an idiot. I had no idea what to do,” Bill said.

“There really isn’t anything you can do, Bill,” Linda said. She and Lisa explained. “In the end, just keep them comfortable, and from getting hurt. That’s all.”

“Well, I need to go see about the kids. They might have been scared to see Ghost like that,” Linda said. She started off, but Lisa stopped her.

“Linda, wait…they’re bound to see this some other time. You need to prepare them. They’re not too young to understand.”

“You’re right,” Linda said. She thought for a minute. “I’ll think of something to say to them.”

Lisa and Bill were left alone, there at the table. They were quiet for a bit, lost in their own thoughts. Then, Bill began.

“Lisa, I heard what you and Linda have told me about your brother…the things he’s done in the past…to Ghost. Now, don’t get me wrong…I just met him, and he seems like a nice guy. It’s hard to imagine…you know…and Ghost…man…” He shook his head. “It seems like he was just stopped in his tracks, when all that happened, you know. It’s like he never progressed mentally from that time. He’s so sweet…and Lisa, how does he forgive Steve for something like that, and stay, and still love your brother? I don’t know…I’m confused, and shouldn’t be saying any of this…just thinking out loud.”

Lisa had listened to Bill’s words, and now she said, “Bill, it’s confusing to me, too. I know Steve is my brother, and I love him. I have no defense for what he did. Linda said he told her he was drunk at the time…just like our dad was, when he beat up on my mom…and sometimes us kids, when he was drunk like that. And, Steve…well, he had to stay and take it for years after we left. I don’t know…it’s inexcusable, but it’s over and in the past. Steve and Ghost have worked it out, somehow, but I can’t help but wonder if Ghost really even knows what happened to him. I mean he does, but well, you’re right…he’s still a kid, and probably always will be. Linda said his problems started way before that night with Steve. So, you know what I told you about that.” She stopped, sighing. “Well, I hope Linda knows what she’s getting into. It sounds all nice and sweet, and I hope it is, but yeah, it’s fun to visit and meet up again, but she and the kids will be living there…dealing…every single day.”

Bill gave her a hug. “I know, but she’s a big girl, she can handle it. And, if it gets too intense, she can come back here. I’m thinking we probably won’t be moving there. This is our home, and well…I know you’ll miss them, but we can always visit,” he said.

Lisa nodded, and wiped away a few tears. “It’s gonna be hard to say good-bye, tomorrow. But, we’ll get through it…we will.” She got up to clear the dishes, while Bill helped.


Next part coming soon!


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS


This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative liscense is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, muscians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblence.

warning      warning      warning      warning

The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.