Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Whirligig 38

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Welcome to Sunday's Whirligig, a place for you and your muse to find inspiration. Each Wednesday I will post 12 words with which you may create a poem, a short story, or some other piece of writing. Use the words in any form, as many of them as you wish.

You may link your writing to this site beginning at midnight (Pacific Time) each Sunday. Use the linking button, which will "magically" appear at midnight (Pacific Time) Sunday. The Inlinkz button will remain operable for two weeks. Enjoy!

If you'd like to contribute 12 words, please e-mail them to me: magicalmysticalteacher@gmail.com

THIS WEEK'S WORDS come from "Ghazal for White Hen Pantry" by Jamila Woods: brown, friends, white, palm, born, burnt, consonants, windows, unmarked, sins, paint, pantry

Words will be posted here each Wednesday.

Twelve words too many? Then visit Sunday Scribblings 2, where you will find one word to kick-start your writing.

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11 comments:

  1. Jae RoseDecember 17, 2015 at 5:16 AM

    Ooh - we likey...are they post boxes or petrol pumps - or both!

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  2. Magical Mystical TeacherDecember 17, 2015 at 5:27 AM

    Petrol pumps, but wouldn't it be interesting to convert them into post boxes? ;)

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  3. Old EggDecember 18, 2015 at 3:35 PM

    Before our time (even mine!) I believe they had petrol pumps that had to be pumped up by hand so the fuel would gravitate into the vehicle's tank. Post boxes are also dying off too.

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  4. JimDecember 21, 2015 at 5:27 AM

    Rusty brown, rusting away, until salvaged by a restorer. The last operational one I saw was at a little store in Big Bend National Park back in the 70's. Three roads converged there. Two, narrow but hard surfaced, led into and then on through the park.
    The third, graveled and narrow, led down to the Rio Grande River. There, a pedestrian ferry led across into Old Mexico. Unattended, people would get into a little boat, perhaps groceries in arms, and pull themselves and the boat across. One rope for pulling and another to buoy the boat sliding across guided by its rope. The ropes were tied to posts on each side.
    Those were the Good Old Days when one could freely enter the other's country. Sans any Federaly (??) intervention. Will we ever return, "Mr. Gorbachev, tear down that wall."
    ..

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    1. JimDecember 21, 2015 at 5:29 AM

      I enjoyed your prompt words, MMT. M
      Merry Christmas!! Have a nice 'winter break'.
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    2. Magical Mystical TeacherDecember 21, 2015 at 7:55 AM

      Thanks, Jim, and Merry Christmas to you...from Denmark!

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    3. Magical Mystical TeacherDecember 21, 2015 at 7:57 AM

      P.S. I believe that one of the presidential candidates wants to build the highest wall the world has ever known.

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  5. Abbey Michael Boyle Blount FallinDecember 22, 2015 at 2:22 AM

    excellent.

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  6. JulesDecember 23, 2015 at 11:10 AM

    Also used 'Inn' for this Elfje series.
    Almost missed this week. Just a tad distracted.
    But I made it :) - didn't use the photo.

    Best to all this holiday season cheers for a wonderful 2016!

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  7. Bastet's Waka LibraryDecember 25, 2015 at 11:48 PM

    Great wordle!

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