Sept. 3rd Sunday Write (for Me) Is On 4th

My bad. The prompts came this month pretty well on schedule, but it’s been a busy time for me on other projects so it’s my delay that brings this on the fourth Sunday this month. So it goes.

So the prompt I’ve chosen for actual “Bloomington Writers Guild Third Sunday Write,” but a full week late (also I prefer to read the prompts cold, to allow for a still-spontaneous response — so this goes for reading/commenting on other people’s responses as well) is:

1. What would you do with a bushel of apples?

I’d throw them, I’d whack them, I’d practice my pitches,
I’d pass them like footballs at Halloween witches.
I’d pound them, I’d mash them, to cider both hard and soft;
Saturday nights I’d spend drinking (burp!) in my loft.
Most though I’d save for when the circus is in town,
toss them in front of the big parade,
and watch while the Elephant, squishing them underfoot,
slips and falls down!

At the top I also added this (which I’ve sort of put at the top here, too): Sorry to be on this so late — it’s been a busy, busy week (and maybe I’m feeling just a little bit goofy). . . .