Happy National Post Pi Day!

    Photo by Mary Bach

We made it through 13th, Friday
to Saturday, National Pi Day!
I shouldn't have to say it twice,
come on in and have a slice.

I'm not just a word nerd, I'm also a sort of a number nut.  And, hey, any excuse to have pie is good enough for me, so I just had to bake a pi pie.  :o)  And thanks to Jazz Bumpa for reminding me to post about about this!  I did bake this on Pi Day, but it's a post Pi Day post.  :o)  For the Toads Sunday Mini-Challenge.

Pub Pals

        Photo by a random man

Two beautiful women from Wales,

both writers and tellers of tales,

welcomed me to their land

with a hug and a hand,

lots of laughter and love and cocktails!

This is about the "publife and community" for dVerse.  I am much too late to link up there, but you should still go there and check out some great writing.  I had the good fortune to meet up with two writing, cyber-freinds when I travelled to the UK last year.  The amazing Shan Ellis and Julie Watkins are pictured here with me and the non-writing, but still delightful Lori McLaughlin.  And yes, a good time was had by all!

Superman Ain't Got Nothin' On Me

Baby I’ll fly you to the stars,

double-clutchin’ all the way.

Superman ain't got nothin' on me.

This is for The Mag, where Tess Kincaid gives us a weekly writing prompt.  Click on the link and check it out.

A Tip of the Hat to G-Man

Please don’t martyr me,

though I’ll help you if I can.

Now let’s have some fun!

Along with E. B. White, “I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult."

But guess which one I’m better at:

Image by me!

This is written for G-Man and his Flash Friday 55, where folks share 55 words of wisdom...or (as in my case) foolishness!  

SOLD!

Coat. Keys. Purse.

Ok, let's go!

Everything half off! Hurry - one day only!

Creamy, cashmere dress,

sooo soft

skinny jeans

tall, black leather boots

with a chain across the heel

lacey panites – pink, teal, black

pretty, little nightie

supple black leather

driving gloves...

sold.

Sometimes the soul of a poet

requires retail therapy!

This was written just for fun, for Mr. Know-it-all's Flash Friday 55.  Check it out here: 55!  Also at dVerse Poets open link night