I’ve been saving this photo snapped in Patzcuaro a couple of years ago. It’s perfect for this prompt of “Costumes.” These fellows were actually driving around the streets of this crowded Michoacan town noted for its celebration of Day of the Dead on motorcycles!!!
The last Halloween prompt of the month is “Costume.”
When I went down to walk around Audrey’s garden during the party, I spied this spectacular large bloom Looks like she has a good crop of bananas this year! I know she had bananas in July as well, so there must be more than one crop a year.
BP and Me
Cook a bowl of oatmeal and throw some apples in.
Cinnamon and cranberries and walnuts are no sin.
Gotta get the pressure down––of both my life and blood.
So no more salting French fries or pies of chocolate mud.
I exercise enough, I think, nighttimes in the pool;
but midnight trips out to the fridge brand me as a fool.
So a giant bowl of oatmeal with milk that is nonfat
and a bit more exercising where I once just sat
will guarantee I’ll live at least to one hundred twenty.
I’ll have lower blood pressure and zip I’ll have aplenty.
There is no secret to long life and staying young and burlier.
The answer lies in giving up life’s pleasures a bit earlier.
The prompt word today is “Giant.” (It’s not too obvious what this poem has to do with the prompt word until the second stanza, but originally, I had “giant bowl of oatmeal” in the first line. Alas, no rhyme presented itself, so “giant” got relegated to a bit further down in the poem and became less relevant. Oh well. Main purpose of the prompts is to get us started, anyway.)
The prompt word today was “Creatures.”