Tag: beer

Moonlight

In a moon punctured velvety sky
The stars shone like bright lights
Glinting through pinholes reminiscent of
A thousand and one Arabian nights

A backdrop dramatic in its splendor
Showcasing the beauty of nature’s jewels
She reclined on a blanket of leaves
Her eyes drawing him into her limpid pools

The young and petulant girl had matured
She was now beautiful and seductive
Contrarily he remained socially awkward
Heuristic in his approach and still selective

Her infinite beauty was breathtaking
He felt rooted in the earth
A feeling of inadequacy consumed him
As he suffered in his dearth

She enthralled him on the forest floor
Devouring his manhood as she wished
Helpless in his efforts to dissuade her
Laying still until completely ravished

They lay holding each other tight
As if the other might disappear
Clinging to the sweet memory of love
Staring up at the celestial sphere

She was everything he had dreamed of
Although his superstition had given him fear
She elegantly propped herself on one elbow
And said, “Did you bring any beer?”

Christine Bolton

Word of the Day Challenge: Petulant

Rag Tag Community: Superstition

Fandango One Word Challenge: Fear

Daily Word Prompt: Heuristic

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What’s up with that?

 

After two months in the new city, Lisa was feeling more confident about her job and had settled in her apartment.  She was getting used to her surroundings but now it was time to get out there and meet some people.  Someone she worked with had said there was an organization called MeetUp and she could easily find many groups locally to join other like-minded souls.

She looked online and found there were several organized events for walking, book clubs, Spanish conversation and something called SUP.  They met every Saturday afternoon at 4:00 pm by the bridge.

“Hmmm…that sounds interesting”, she thought to herself as she pondered the list of activities offered by MeetUp.  “What the heck is SUP?”  It said you could bring your own but they could help you if you needed a SUP.

It had to be a pub-crawl or something like that she thought.  You SUP beer right?  Maybe it was like a BYOB and you could bring your own beverage.

She thought this would be a great way to meet some new people socially and having a drink or two would make her feel more confident.  Take the edge off.

She signed up online stating she would participate and she would bring her own SUP.

Saturday came and Lisa filled her small cooler with a bottle of wine, two glasses, some snacks and a 6 pack of beer.  She was looking forward to this MeetUp.  It would be a great social occasion.

She arrived at the meeting place by the bridge and introduced herself to the others assembling there.  They were a good cross section of people but they were all wearing swimwear.  She felt a little awkward, as she had done her hair and make up and was wearing new clothes to impress.  She didn’t realize it was going to be a swim party.

She found the leader of the group and made herself known.  He said cheerfully, “Welcome Lisa, where’s your SUP?”  She pointed to her cooler and he looked at her quizzically.  She added, “I brought both wine and beer.”

He took in her sophisticated look, the clothes and the cooler and said, “Yes, I see you are prepared for something, but where is your Stand Up Paddleboard?”

Christine Bolton

In response to Linda Hill’s Saturday Prompt: Sup

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