It’s Saturday morning and time for SoCS again hosted, as always, by the lovely Linda Hill.
If you want to join in, head over to Linda’s and get the scoop on the rules. Here’s the subject for the day.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ring.” Use it as a noun or a verb. Bonus points if you use it as both. Have fun!
I always read Linda’s prompt on Friday afternoon. This helps me toss ideas around in my mind before I start to write. It does not always work in my favor. Take today’s word for example – ring.
I first thought about my Tibetan bowl. I remember teaching my grandson how to make it sing. He was so enthralled with it, we bought him one for his birthday when he was oh so many years younger. It has a calming effect. But see – I’m thinking of sing – not ring.
Moving on, I thought about the song “Ring of Fire” by Johnny Cash. But there wasn’t much I thought I could say about that off the cuff. So I decided to sleep on it.
This morning I woke up thinking about Sing Sing – the prison in New York. Why do I remember that so well? It must have been mentioned in a lot of those B gangster movies we watched as a kid. RING NOT SING! What is wrong with me?
My mind eventually went to gangsters then. The stoolies couldn’t keep their lip zipped. When they decided to ‘sing like a canary’ they ended up wearing cement shoes. Do you see a pattern here? R-I-N-G, Maggie! Get with the program.
Once my mind takes a detour, it ends up on a one way street with no opportunity to turn around and right my path.
Trying….ring, ring, telephone ring. We don’t own a traditional telephone anymore. I guess my cell phone rings, but it is usually a ringtone which for me means a song that reminds me of that person. My ears ring almost constantly. I hate that.
I wonder why they call a boxing ring a ring? It is a square not a circle. I could look it up, but my mind wants to remind me of the movie “Sing” that my granddaughter loves so much.
Good grief. I’m just going to stop here and enjoy my coffee. Maybe I should not have thrown my hat in the ring this morning.
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