For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers.
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“As if from nowhere, leaves appear; small, delicate, yet bright and cheerful. As they mature they begin to offer protection to those beneath and within. When the days grow shorter a comforting glow embraces them before they fall to the ground, their work done. Just like life, just like us”.
“It wouldn’t surprise me if you dyed your grey hair orange and had your wrinkles spray tanned to give yourself an autumnal look! Now stop prattling on, and get me a cup of tea”.
“Ah, tea leaves, proof that there’s life after death”.
“I said…”
“Yes dear, milk and sugar?”
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PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox
A man can dream
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Indeed, Neil!
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Haha! The spoiler of poetic mood
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True, he’s not appreciated!
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😅
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Geez, what a party pooper she is! You can speak poetry, but she speak practicalities.
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They do say opposites attract!
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Ha!
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Perfect!
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Tea is always better when made by another.
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I so agree!
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Some just can’t get into that fancy-type of prattling on…
Fun stuff, Keith!
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Sometimes we’re not appreciated, are we Dale?
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I know… some just cannot be pleased!
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Some just don’t appreciate philosophy.
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They don’t. Each to their own!
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Always great stories, Keith.
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That’s so kind of you, thanks so much.
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You’re most welcome (Vee reinvented, if you’re wondering).😉
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The master doth not like philosophy and waits to be served 🙂
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So it seems!
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“life after death…” As in, “You’re drinking something dead, dear.” Great way to ruin a cup of tea! Another good one, Keith.
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Dead, but able to produce something desirable! Thanks, Christine
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i love the repartee. as long as they can tolerate each other, they’ll likely grow old together. 🙂
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No doubt they will, plaridel!
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Beautiful prattling. She’s so mean. The words were so sweet until she got in the way. 🙂
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Mean she is, but I’m sure he’s quite used to it and knows how to gt his own back!
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“Ah, tea leaves, proof that there’s life after death”; what a wonderful line… The two contrasting voices worked well together.
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Thanks for your kind words, Angela!
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A poet and a slave driver went for a walk in the woods… Appears to be a mismatch, but who knows, maybe a yin-yang complementarity. Funny story, Keith!
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Haha, I iike that descripion, Lisa!
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🙂
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A pragmatist and a poet together is a challenge, but make a well-rounded couple. Haha! I really enjoyed their exchange. Nicely done, Keith!
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I imagined them to have grins on their faces by the end!
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Tea, the resurrection of dead leaves, who knew? What a fun and delightful story, I love the dialogue.
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Thanks so much!
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There’s nothing like living with a practical person not given to flights of fancy or poetic moments. I know this.
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At least there are few dull moments!
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Dear Keith,
I can just hear her eyes roll. 😉 Fun piece.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks, Rochelle. Me too!
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