“What, are you catching flies?” she asked as I watched TV.
I responded with a shrug.
“Close your mouth,” she then scolded me.
I suppose, to avoid a flying bug.
But it happens again, I cannot deny
The fleshy portal opens sure and slow
I watch an episode of Olive and Popeye
And give mother’s orders an innocent blow
She glares at me and I once again comply
Although an overbite says otherwise
Honestly, I try and try and try
To sit closed-mouth and not over-agonize
I finally give up and go to bed
Where I can hold the mouth open and drool
I dream of butterflies and Crayola red
While The Fly finds a way to be cruel
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the brainchild of author Linda G. Hill. Every Friday, Linda provides her followers with an inspiring blogger’s prompt. It can be a word or words and sometimes bonus points are involved (my favorite). Linda asks us to write without editing, other than correcting spelling errors.
Just go with the flow.
Like a babbling brook or rain drops. Click HERE if this type of writing floats your boat or helps with your decision-making. Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a phrase you grew up with.” Include in your post a phrase your mom/dad/grandparent/sibling used all the time when you were growing up, or just write whatever inspires you based on that phrase. Enjoy!