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Photo finish Friday: “In a pickle”

The odd-shaped pickle.

The odd-shaped pickle.

I’m in a bit of a pickle.
I don’t know what to say
About this green sweet midget
I found just the other day.
Some say it looks like a mitten;
Others, a cactus gone awry.
I say it looks like a device
I’ve heard some give a try.
There is a pick up line
About nickel to tickle a pickle.
I say the shape of this one
Might just be the pickle tickle
As the holiday approaches
And Summer flows into the air
I want to solve this issue
So I can enter without a care.
If you have any idea
Of what this shape is about
Then please let me know
So I will no longer have any doubt.

A Vlasic classic?

A Vlasic classic?

–Photos and poem by David E. Booker

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Photo finish Friday: “No place”

She clicked the heels together: one, two, three.

She clicked the heels together: one, two, three.

Kansas wasn’t what it once was, and neither was Dorothy. She even wondered if she had the ruby-red slippers she wore to get back home all those many decades ago. She couldn’t find them, but she found a pair of red shoes her granddaughter had accidentally left after visiting from Tennessee. Dorothy had meant to mail them back, but had never gotten around to it. Maybe they would do.

She slipped them on. Her old and slightly swollen feet were slightly too big for them, but she forced them in nonetheless and hobbled outside and up to the curb. It was noon. The sun was already beating heat into the earth as if each ray was a spike.

Dorothy stood with her feet as close together as possible, took a deep breath, and then coughed, her lungs suddenly filled with the fumes of a car speeding by. She inhaled again, steadied herself, and clicked the heels together three times, repeating the phrase: “This is no longer my home. This is no longer my home. This is no longer my home.”

It was only later, when some of the employees of the assisted living home where Dorothy had been staying started looking for her did they find the red shoes. But nobody made the link between that young Dorothy and this one who had simply walked off without her shoes.

“Happens more often than we care to think about,” one employee said when asked by the police.

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Photo finish Friday: “Hippo-naughty-ic”

Dirty Dancing in the wild.

Dirty Dancing in the wild.

Oh my
the hippopotami
have come to try
and drive me away.

I undressed
to my birthday best
to take my rest
on a hot day.

I did not know
it was no place to go
that I could not show
my full display.

I have caused unrest
put nature to the test
because I undressed
and tried to stay.

One big old brute
did not like my birthday suit
so I gave him the salute
and he huffed my way.

With no pants
I had little chance
to make a stance
or have my say.

I now must leave
but please don’t grieve
and don’t yet believe
I am human filet.

–poem by David E. Booker

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Photo finish Friday: “Wedding dress”

An unlucky dress?

An unlucky dress?

Wedding dress

Wedding dress, wedding dress beside the road
In a plastic bag, story untold.
Was it for a marriage gone terribly bad?
Or was the bride free and very glad?
Was it tossed out in spite and anger?
Discarded maybe after he strangled her?
Was she elated to see him go
And she tossed it out just for show?
The button on the bag said it was “EASY”
Was it really or was it simply sleazy?
The dress in question raises questions galore
Some answers we know, for others we want more.

Abandoned in a bag with a red button on the side.

Abandoned in a bag with a red button on the side.

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Photo finish Friday: “Big Yeller Hoops Day”

Big Yellow Hoops Day on the highway.

Big Yellow Hoops Day on the highway.

Catching up to the hoops on the highway.

Catching up to the hoops on the highway.

Big Yellow Hoops ahead on the highway.

Big Yellow Hoops ahead on the highway.

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Photo finish Friday: “Ax about it”

Some walls have ears; others have musicians. Don't (s)ax me why.

Some walls have ears; others have musicians. Don’t (s)ax me why.

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Photo finish Friday: “Shameless self-promotion, part2″

After some delays, the 1st Place Check for the Knoxville Writers' Guild Science Fiction and Fantasy writing contest arrived. The 2015 KWG writing contest is now accepting submissions. Go to http://www.knoxvillewritersguild.org/contest.

After some delays, the 1st Place Check for the Knoxville Writers’ Guild Science Fiction and Fantasy writing contest arrived. The 2015 KWG writing contest is now accepting submissions. Go to http://www.knoxvillewritersguild.org/contest.

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