
No “cauldron boil and cauldron bubble” for me. I’m too busy with a different sort of ritual.
Ritual
Up at eight, feed the dogs.
Back to bed to write some blogs.
Around noon, finally rise.
Open drapes, survey the skies.
It’s really time that I got uppa,
donned some clothes and had a cuppa.
Pull on Levis and a blouse,
Make my sojourn through my house.
Blend a smoothie, drink it down.
Get in my car and drive to town.
Do some shopping, have some lunch
or meet up with my writing bunch.
Go back home to meet my fate–
three dogs barking at my gate!
Throw Morrie’s ball, pat other dogs.
Go back inside and write more blogs.
Post more photos, read the Reader,
then to the garden to be a weeder.
Take some pictures of some blooms.
(Cee’s daily flower posting looms.)
Post the picture, read blogs of others:
Serendipity’s and Mother’s.
Go out to dinner or to dance,
then home to have another chance
to catch up on the blogs I’ve missed––
To see if I’ve been “liked “ or dissed.
By now you’re probably all agog
at how my ritual’s mostly blog!!
The Prompt: Just Another Day–Our days our organized around numerous small actions we repeat over and over. What’s your favorite daily ritual?
Pretty busy fun schedule!
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You’re living the artist life! Hooray for you. I enjoyed the easy, yet quick rhythm of the poem. It accompanied the content perfectly.
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Thanks, LuAnne. It’s interesting to me that I didn’t mention doing art in my daily ritual. Blogging has taken over like crab grass. I need to get back to the studio because I really love it.
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I think all forms of creative expression feed upon and inspire each other. I am not a visual artist but I play around with zentangles and water colors which I think inspires my poetry. I look forward to seeing some of your visual art work if you post that as well.
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I will, LuAnne. Thanks for requesting it.
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Thanks, LuAnne. It seems like rhyme is now part of my ritual.
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It always starts with our master…the dog.
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Every single morning since I’ve been at the beach, dogless, I’ve awakened thinking, “I’ve got to let the dogs out!!!”
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Very entertaining.
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Oh, how you blog!
It’s left me agog.
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Ha…I predicted that!!!
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😉
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In my world, obligations — cleaning, bill paying, shopping — these are scheduled. Routine if not ritual. Writing and photograph are something else. I grab ideas as they float by. Take pictures when I see one floating past. Almost anti routine, anti ritual. Odd, I guess.
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You’ve nailed retirement with this writing. In a life where you have nothing but time filling the hours so that you don’t go mad is imperative. Joining others in the same boat at our local senior center provide nutrition and social activity. Repeat each day until insanity or alzheimer’s rats your brain. Ah, the golden years. Right!
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not rats, rots. Sorry
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Actually, I guess Alzheimer’s does sort of nibble away at your brain. Rats might have been the most clever metaphor!!
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Easy to see that ‘your circle of life’ revolves around blogging!
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