inspired by Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC), landslide.
Chuckled when I saw this prompt.
Day: November 10, 2020
Gotta Love Arnie
Written while watching TV the other day. Guess what was on!
My day was not going so right,
Does nobody care for my plight?
Then it comes onto the telly,
And I laughs from my belly,
Yes it’s “Last Action Hero” tonight.
The ideal villain Charles Dance,
A gangster we hate at first glance,
But our Arnie gives chase,
He is well on the case,
And our baddie has not got a chance.
along with a nod of “hello” to Raffa. This is about my limit with movies – and with poetry! (mio limite con i film).
Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #91
For Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #91:
“I could get used to this”, thought Grace, as she padded around her apartment in just her panties. During the pandemic, she had been instructed by her employer, Mathis and Reid, to work from home, and dressing down every day was one of the perks.
She checked her watch. Fifteen minutes. She quickly pulled on a conservative, white blouse, her standard office attire, but dismissed the need for any other clothing. Adeptly brushing her short hair and applying minimal make-up, she poured herself a large glass of whiskey – must make sure that stays out of shot – and settled back to wait for her Zoom meeting.
There you go. Something to ponder, next time you see that important politician being interviewed on the news.
