Thursday, November 4, 2010

MAGPIE/ Prompt #39

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BLIND DATE

My cousin, Belle d'Amour, (I'm making up part of her name.  Based on my early tendency for sarcasm), is the family matchmaker.  The lines around her eyes etch her progression to seniority.  She hasn't tamed the years too gracefully.  The bluish skin beneath her sunken cheeks, her alleged Katherine Hepburn look, crinkles when she squints or smiles.  A legend in her own mind.

Shiny pools of olive oil sit in the folds of her chicken skin, a waste of a major ingredient that would be put to better use in a salad.  But the unguent, meant to smooth her profile, can't fool a callow youth such as I.

Her brows flow into pompous arcs when she looks at me.  Appraisal, heaped with disdain, is my due, since the time when I was a babe running barefoot.  Who would ever want me?  My peccadillo?  I am known as the skinny merink in my family.  Therefore the one who doesn't stand a chance for wedded bliss.  Hopeless case.  Not as much as a soupcon of zoftig delight for hands groping for enchantment.

But it's the action of her chin turning into wattles, subject to the motion of every stomp and swish, that hypnotizes me, till her jowls come to rest on her collar, imprudently modeled after an Elizabethan bib.

Once again this Faberge' pullet has been summoned to find a husband for me.  For some arcane reason, Belle d'Amour remains the touchstone for connubial resolution.  We honor tradition.

One has only to look as far as my cousin Fern, inelegantly named after a potted plant, now morphing into an effusive weed, to see that there is indeed a mate for one and all...except if your taste doesn't run to gargoyles.

But I'm the lost cause, stuck in my family's fever dream of Romanov grandeur, waiting for my blind date to take me or leave me.  Now I'm in suspense, waiting impatiently for some photos of my prospect to be delivered.  Someday my prints will come...


Thanks again to Willow for the opportunity to try out this Prompt..fun and games as always..and please check all the rest!!


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30 comments:

  1. stuck in my family's fever dream of Romanov grandeur, waiting for my blind date to take me or leave me...


    hope your blind date comes,
    beautiful magpie.
    Thanks for sharing.

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  2. Gosh, I loved this. I don't know which I like more, Lyn, your prose or your poetry.

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  3. Hi Jingle-
    Hope so too! Thanks, always, for your visit!

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  4. Hi Willow-
    Well, what a terrific thing to say..your challenges are what lets it happen..thank you!!

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  5. Lynn,
    Oh my gosh Lynn this is so fantastic; your descrpitive phrasing mesmorized me. You definitely sank the hook!
    rel

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  6. Every line a jewel...descriptive words had me in day long smiles...great magpie #39

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  7. Hi rel-
    Well,aren't you terrific!! Can't thank you enough for your very kind words!!

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  8. Hi Mary Ann-
    I'm so glad you liked this..I did rather enjoy "discovering" it!!Thank you...

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  9. Love that last line... some day my prints will come. Great take.

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  10. Hi Reflections-
    Thanks so much..hard for me to avoid a pun!

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  11. ha. what fun language you use...lovely between that of the fowl and elizabethan...

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  12. You're funny. I'm going to follow you.

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  13. Hi Friko-
    That's probably the best thing you can say to me..Thanks!! (funny, follow, take your pick!)

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  14. Hi Brian-
    Thanks..I so love these Prompts..never know where they'll take me..or you, for that matter!

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  15. I wonder how you can look at such a picture and come up with this story?! Your imagination is amazing, Lyn!

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  16. Wow this is fabulous - you are brilliant!

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  17. Too funny - the final line is a sure-fire clincher!

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  18. Hi Derrick-
    I wish I could give you a logical answer..just words that pop up and then fitting them to the photo..how's that??? Or the other way around..but many thanks for your amazing comment!!

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  19. Hi Marilyn-
    I deeply appreciate your very kind words..wow!

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  20. Hi Tumblewords-
    Thanks..I'm just a cornball at heart!!

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  21. Hi Lyn,
    Wonderful take of prose and poetry. I was led to finish reading right through. It somehow held on to me. Enjoyed it.

    Hank aka kaykuala

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  22. Hi Hank-
    So pleased to hear from you..thanks for staying with it..Aren't the prompts great? Somehow injects a new energy!!

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  23. Hi MICHAEL-
    Thanks..happy to welcome you!

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  24. I like that: A legend in her own mind. I know a few such women myself. And I have to agree with Willow. You are amazing at whatever you write, Lyn.

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  25. Hi Angie-
    I'm blushing...thanks so much for your support!

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  26. Lyn your prose are poetry...truly amazing! :-)

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  27. Hi Carrie-
    So pleased to hear from you..prose/poetry..it just happens!

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  28. I can relate...and your aunt sounds a little like my deceased Gram (only when she was live, of course).

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  29. Hi Caty-
    I guess there's one (or similar) in every family..thanks for visiting!

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