tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post6351579769067129258..comments2024-03-29T04:08:29.103-05:00Comments on T. Powell Coltrin Writes : A Friday PromptT. Powell Coltrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02160774009926623671noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-79762747296170948992010-11-06T19:30:50.806-05:002010-11-06T19:30:50.806-05:00CM, It's not a downer but a great addition to ...CM, It's not a downer but a great addition to my prompt. Love it.<br /><br />Mary, How many times do we wish we could do that, throw off the sun and go to what we really want to do?T. Powell Coltrinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02160774009926623671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-18064656943688696012010-11-06T16:40:18.836-05:002010-11-06T16:40:18.836-05:00The guys in the tech booth, and the shadow of some...The guys in the tech booth, and the shadow of someone behind the spotlight. That's when I knew I wanted to be one of the people who control the sound, lights, and shadows. That's where I belonged. I tossed off the sun and headed up the stairs to the light booth.Mary Aalgaardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08051735579638637382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-84752446250389540742010-11-06T16:36:17.365-05:002010-11-06T16:36:17.365-05:00my mom, sober for the last time before her car acc...my mom, sober for the last time before her car accident.<br /><br />(Sorry, I know it's a downer...but it's the first thing that came to my mind and is not far from the truth.)CMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15697762495151569561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-17494744751337592342010-11-05T20:40:50.307-05:002010-11-05T20:40:50.307-05:00Clarissa, Sometimes we just need that nudge to our...Clarissa, Sometimes we just need that nudge to our destiny.<br /><br />Gail, I hope I don't dream about your dear grandpa. That was pretty vivid.<br /><br />Stephen, That's my kind of finish...sweet revenge...oh and the right part.T. Powell Coltrinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02160774009926623671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-2158195700205312652010-11-05T19:55:29.032-05:002010-11-05T19:55:29.032-05:00a bright and brilliant wormhole suck the lead dais...a bright and brilliant wormhole suck the lead daisies off into a parallel universe. At last! My chance to be the lead daisy!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-11657489571400335442010-11-05T18:53:48.025-05:002010-11-05T18:53:48.025-05:00...my dearly departed Grandpa sitting on the rafte......my dearly departed Grandpa sitting on the rafters above the stage, smiling down at me. With a wink and a thumb's up, I heard, Keep on shining, gal, make me proud! Then he spat<br />out his chaw of tobacco just like he always did. <br /><br />Thanks for the fun!!Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-64930792166997962152010-11-05T17:27:42.135-05:002010-11-05T17:27:42.135-05:00It seemed like yesterday that I was in that kinder...It seemed like yesterday that I was in that kindergarten program where I walked across the stage only once as the sun, but I really wanted to be one of the dancing daisies. My entire world changed that day when I looked up and saw….<br /><br />my teacher holding up the costume of Elvis. Now my daily line in Vegas is, "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..."Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12160669603997465454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-17387430871695123862010-11-05T16:50:01.752-05:002010-11-05T16:50:01.752-05:00Jema- very funny.Jema- very funny.T. Powell Coltrinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02160774009926623671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-55888860357952174382010-11-05T16:37:17.468-05:002010-11-05T16:37:17.468-05:00...a mouse scurry across the stage floor, and zip ......a mouse scurry across the stage floor, and zip up my teacher's stocking into her pant leg. I decided that day that I would be a skirt wearing girl.<br /><br /><br />Thanks! That was fun!JeMAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03588941915694591890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-35785519775973036382010-11-05T16:31:40.673-05:002010-11-05T16:31:40.673-05:00Carol, Nezzy, Mason, Joanne, Love, love, love thes...Carol, Nezzy, Mason, Joanne, Love, love, love these. They are just as unique as the talented women who wrote them.<br /><br />Thanks for playing.T. Powell Coltrinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02160774009926623671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-80031762316213939902010-11-05T15:14:55.229-05:002010-11-05T15:14:55.229-05:00... when I looked up and saw the glimmer of the st...... when I looked up and saw the glimmer of the stage lights. And now, here I am, living the dream at my Broadway debut.Joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03972054718663959694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-22095970292184079552010-11-05T14:09:02.901-05:002010-11-05T14:09:02.901-05:00...the boy of my dreams playing the part of the mo......the boy of my dreams playing the part of the moon. I know I would be head over heels in love forever.<br /><br />Great prompt. Have a wonderful weekend.<br /><br />Mason<br /><a href="http://www.masoncanyon.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">Thoughts in Progress</a>Mason Canyonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10935307400882363560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-73350105863127838792010-11-05T13:53:55.578-05:002010-11-05T13:53:55.578-05:00my mama sitting there in the audience in her big o...my mama sitting there in the audience in her big old pick hair rollers and her favorite blue house coat. Daddy eyes beamed as he sat beside mom. It wasn't often but sometimes he would.........Nezzy (Cow Patty Surprise)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10175389676508928061noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8291778831034971277.post-36357841813607104062010-11-05T13:53:06.245-05:002010-11-05T13:53:06.245-05:00...the man with the gun. I screamed....the man with the gun. I screamed.Carol Kilgorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15168273312704732896noreply@blogger.com