Five for Friday: PHSD

What a week it's been! 

If you missed the outcome of my Insomnia, you can find it here.

You can find The Witching Hour, my entry to Susanna Leonard Hill's 3rd annual Halloweensie Contest, here.

But really I've been eating, sleeping, and breathing Halloween all month long, and now...

Courtesy of Matt Ward

I feel like death warmed over.

Courtesy of GiggleBugg

Nah, don't call Zombie Control just yet, it's only Post Halloween Stress Disorder (PHSD).  Easily remedied with a bit of Five for Friday group therapy.







To join in, all you need to do is string five words together (plus title, if you like), leave it in the comments section, and I'll move it here so we can all enjoy.  Easy peasy zombie squeasy.  Don't fuss too much or bust a gut, it's just five words.  You really can't go wrong.

Then, when you're done, hobble over to TeacherDance where Linda is hosting today's Poetry Friday hangover... I mean roundup.  But try not to leave any limbs behind, okay?

PHSD

Zombie

is my 

middle name

-Michelle, Today's Little Ditty

TUMMY STRESS

No more
cookie fingers
ever!

-Linda Baie, TeacherDance 


COOKIE FINGERS SAY
(for Linda)

We'll be back
next year!

-Tabatha Yeatts, The Opposite of Indifference


NOVEMBER 1

Chocolate ghosts
empty
candy jar

-Laura Shovan, Author Amok


Too much candy equals gas...

-Richard McCray II


The porch light
is out.

-Regina Sokas


Still coffin up bone splinters.

-Jama Rattigan, Jama's Alphabet Soup


Kids gone.
Candy tithing begins.

-Buffy Silverman, Buffy's Blog


giddy giggles,
grouchiness
Halloween hangover

-Bridget Magee, wee words for wee ones


OVERLOAD

Sugar turns
kids to
monsters.

-Keri Collins Lewis, Keri Recommends 


A thousand welcomes
to November!

-Ruth, There is no such thing as a God-forsaken Town


November starts
with sugar highs.

-George A. Heidenrich


HALLOWEEN IS OVER

The teacher
sighed with
relief.

-Mary Lee Hahn, A Year of Reading


BOO-HOO

Not enough
Halloween
in Europe!

-Renée LaTulippe, No Water River


Trick or Treat -
Too late?

-Robyn Hood Black, Life on the Deckle Edge

Five for Friday Fiesta

"Jazz Time" by Chidi Okoye

 

Yes!  It's finally Friday.  The end to another busy week.  This week had its highlights, mind you.  Like on Tuesday, when Diane Mayr joined me in the Haiku Garden with a haiga about one of my favorite flowering plants.  (Go ahead and check it out.  I'll wait.)

Where were we... oh yeah, who doesn't love Fridays?  And since discovering Poetry Friday, they're even better-- like sitting down with a cup of joe and the Sunday paper, minus the boring sections.  Heaven.

Today I'm not much in the mood for anything hardcore.  I'm in the mood to party.  Something light and carefree.  How about a Five for Friday Fiesta-- a little ditty free-for-all?

To join me, all you need to do is string five words together (plus title, if you like) having to do with your current state of mind.  Leave it in the comments section and I'll move it here so we can all enjoy.  Don't fuss too much or bust a gut, it's just five words.  You really can't go wrong.  Now don't leave me hanging, because a party of one is just no fun.  Deal? Deal.

Oh, and when you're done here, make sure you visit Carol at Carol's Corner for the rest of today's Poetry Friday roundup.

Poetic Cleansing

Today my soul;

tomorrow,

laundry.

 (c) Michelle Heidenrich Barnes

Botanic Gardens

Friends, flowers
root
my soul.

(c) Carol*, at Carol's Corner

* I really want one more word. I want it to be "Friends and flowers".

Red Velvet Cake

Stained fingers
are
worth it.

(c) Mary Lee, at A Year of Reading


Homecoming

Friday.
Home again!
New heart.

(c) No Stinkin Ultracrepidarian


Homecoming II

Home with me.
Heart Full.

(c) Mrs. No Stinkin Ultracrepidarian


Pizza
Movie
Friday is here.

(c) Sarah Monsma


On patio
Feet up
Relaxing!

Or

Late for party
Going
Strong

Or

Summertime
Radiant sunshine
Forgiving clock

(c) Cathy, at Merely Day By Day 


Vacation

Harmony
is the best-tasting
meal.

(c) Tabatha, at The Opposite of Indifference