Out of Scope: Symbiosis from Afar
Although you might feel I abhor you,
I don’t mind doing these things for you;
but truth is, all things done together
need a rather lengthly tether.
We might do better at symbiosis
if it were not for your halitosis.
Symbiosis was today’s prompt word. Images borrowed from stock photos.
For Cee’s Daily Flower Challenge.
This gorgeous wisteria bush is outside Martin’s Restaurant where we hold our weekly writing group meetings. I’ll show the entire bush/vine at a later date.
For Cee’s daily Flower Challenge.
Bouquet
All the love that you confess
I fear is rendered meaningless
by the kiss you choose to press
near the neckline of my dress.
Hidden by collar, more or less,
the flower you rendered like counting coup
last night, now blooms in black and blue.
It was the least that you could do
once you’d gone through all your brew
and needed a diversion new.
When you said you’d shower me with flowers,
I envisioned vases, bowers.
Not this expression of your power
that lowered me from ivory tower
and taught me how to cringe and cower.
Each floral offering rendered anew
confirms what I must one day do.
each page in this scrapbook of you
written in a violent hue
on my body is one you’ll rue.
Once I’ve worked out my solution,
plotted and planned my retribution,
prepared the waters of my ablution,
then I will stage my revolution
and enact our dissolution.
I’ll pluck my flower from your bouquet
and be no more beneath your sway.
I will be happy and free and gay
with no nightly price to pay.
I really will. One day, one day
The prompt word today is meaningless.
Click on first photo to enlarge all.
https://bopaula.wordpress.com/2017/03/23/thursdays-special-winding/
Take Ordinary Caution
As pallbearer for my friend Larry,
I heard these deaths were ordinary
and if a fellow wished to parry
his own demise, he should be wary
of our town apothecary.
For each he saves, there’s one they bury.
That is why I’m sorta wary,
and why I find his sign so scary
and ironically cautionary
when I read it’s “Cash and Carry.”
The prompt word today was ordinary.
Oops. Dropped a few photos when I posted before. Here is a green addendum:
(Click first photo to enlarge all.)
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/it-is-easy-being-green/
Generational Drift
It’s a symptom of their stage of life,
a product of their age.
Adolescents have to disagree
and posture, pout and rage.
That teenage chemical is now
rampaging through each vein,
bringing self-doubt, embarrassment,
confusion and disdain.
Nothing so discomforting
as advice of a parent.
Teens crave emancipation,
but go through with it? They daren’t.
They may neglect their family time
in favor of their friends.
The list of what is wrong with you?
Somehow it never ends.
If you could just dress better,
they might find it easier to
admit you were their parents
when they run into you.
But as it is they meet your eye,
their own eyes simply narrowing.
They walk by like a stranger.
To address you would be harrowing.
You rip your jeans and cut your hair
so it looks freshly tumbled,
but you cannot please them.
If you try, you will be humbled.
“Gross,” they’ll say, “You’re not a kid,
so why attempt to be one?”
But if you keep your present look,
they’ll say that you are no fun.
How can one be as old as you
and not know anything?
For their advice, they’ll go online
to consult the I Ching.
Ouiji boards and seances
bring advice from the past.
It seems words really ancient
contain more of a blast.
So parents, do not anguish
if you can’t reach your at-hand kids,
Just wait ’til you have passed away
and talk to your great-grandkids!
The prompt today is symptom.
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