My Challenge:

Everyday I will post a new word for you my devout bloggers

Your Challenge:

play with it, break the rules and recreate the meaning or use the traditional definition. (Look below.. you’ll find it.) Whatever titillates the creative mojos lurking inside your talented minds.

char·is·mat·ic

[kar-iz-mat-ik] – adjective

1. of, having, or characteristic of charisma.
2. characterizing Christians of various denominations who seek
an ecstatic religious experience, sometimes including
speaking in tongues and instantaneous healing.
noun
3. a Christian who emphasizes such a religious experience.

Everyone is welcome to play along,

just link them back to the Word Play For Today category or cookie5683!

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ardency, cherishing, delight, devotion,
infatuation, mad for, partiality, passion, relish, zeal)
for WORDS and a CHALLENGE
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Write on your blog with the Daily Word Play and reply below with as much as a sentience or breathe life into an excerpt of what could be the greatest work of your life.
I’m looking forward to tasting your imagination…..

Once A Stranger

Izzy opens her eyes, trying to stretch the lids thinking that maybe this will keep them alive as she looks down onto the blurred array of colorful pills. Her breath passes her lips with a moist fleeting sorrow. Waiting patiently for her to swallow each and every capsule, her husband Cash stands at the doorway. Responsible to his very core he would make her breakfast full of fruits and berries, just the way he knew she had once loved. His plea to the doctors to stop her tears and to “fix her” was answered in those little pills.
His charismatic demeanor enhanced by the custom suit she had the arduous task of assembling, only a few months ago, from stacks of two inch swatches.  With the taylor who spoke a broken English and there for offered little help, given the exception of the occasional head nodding and the constant Cheshire cat like grin, Izzy endured until the quality of ensemble matched the exorbitant price he knew she would pay in hopes of an approving response from her husband, short lived as it would be.
“I love you, my beautiful wife.” He told her, trying not to show his anger and disgust but, in vain because her eyes could not see his emotions and her heart could not feel her own.
“Your drugged wife” Izzy replied from her haze
“Yes, but you are still MY wife!”
His words hung in the air as he removed the partially eaten meal and glanced around to double check that she had not forgotten to take the medicine. Although it did not bring back the carefree woman wild with life and a passion he felt he had tamed but, it gave him a certainty she would not leave. Their eyes not meeting for an embrace, he glanced at his phone and realizing the time, pushed back her hair and roughly kissed her forehead.
Izzy began to raise her hand hoping to grasp his arm, wanting that moment to be tender and last…..
just linger one moment with me – Her heart began to swell just slightly at the thought but faded quickly back into the haze as she realized he was no longer there.

 

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