Monthly Archives: December 2018

Scattered Dreams

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Scattered Dreams

She mourns the loss of everything as the crescent moon
fades away to nothing this putrescent June.
Orange blossoms drooping in their wedding urns,
an empty flag of wedding veil wafts outward and then turns
to fall from spinning fan blades where it has been tossed—
all its beauty shredded, its inspiration lost.
Her hopes and dreams now fatuous, their ending is now lore
written in tattered satin and petals on the floor.

 

The word prompts today are putrescent, floor, inspiring and fatuous.
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/06/rdp-thursday-putrescent/
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/06/fowc-with-fandango-floor/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/05/inspiring/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/06/your-daily-word-prompt-fatuous-December-6-2018/

 

Friendship

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Friendship is one of those miracles like theater, where one person inspires another to act a finer role than that he might otherwise accomplish.

 

The prompt words today were friendship, theater, inspiring and miracle.

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/05/rdp-wednesday-friendship/
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/05/fowc-with-fandango-theater/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/05/inspiring/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/05/your-daily-word-prompt-miracle-December-5-2018/

Blanched Hibiscus Floating in Acapulco Pool, FOTD Dec 6, 2018

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For Cee’s FOTD

Women Unfolding

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Every year for the past five years, I’ve gone on a writers’ retreat with from eight to ten women. The first year, they came to the house I rent in La Manzanilla on the Mexican Pacific coast. The next year we went to Cuyutlán, two years to Puerto Vallarta and this year we are at my friend Gloria’s son’s fabulous house in Acapulco. Two of us come from the states. The rest from the Lake Chapala area where I live. Yesterday, our second day here, was especially fabulous. Here are a few shots, a few words, which inadequately attempt to recreate the miracle that always happens when we gather together to spend four days dedicated fully to each other and words. 

Click on first photo to enlarge all and read captions.

Harriet and Glen
The view, tennis court and small pool
The exercise room
The large pool
The office
Judy (not me) and Sandy
Yes. It was hot.
Our leader.
Judy and Patricia
The evening out.
1990
Sandy
Gina
Judy, Patricia, Gina, Gloria, Ricardo (our “keeper” and chauffeur) and Glen.

Women Who Write

It is inspiring theater when women get together—
words racing between them like wild horses without tether.
And then by some small miracle, they gather in small herds.
as the women journey, each mounted on her words
into their past or future, forming orderly parades
of poetry or essays or dramatic charades.
They share their secrets lingually with gestures wide and vivid.
Humorous or tragic. Calm or sad or livid.
When writers get together, it’s story after story.
Sharing all their secrets, revealing all their glory.

 

 

The prompt words today are theater, inspiring and miracle.
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/05/fowc-with-fandango-theater/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/05/inspiring/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/05/your-daily-word-prompt-miracle-December-5-2018/

Flower of the Day, Dec 5, 2018

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For Cee’s FOTD

Hide-and-Go-Seek

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Hide-and-Go-Seek

My attempts at active leisure are challenged by the rain,
so it’s possible that I will go back to bed again.
Raindrops slash and pummel. Rain soaks my shoes and hair.
I wouldn’t mind it half so much if I were wash and wear,
but, alas, I crumple up. I languish in the cold.
I’ve a propensity for colds and coughs. My shoes develop mold.
And so with no more ceremony, I’ll remain inside.
When rain seeks my company, I choose to spare my hide.

 

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/04/rdp-tuesday-rain/
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/04/fowc-with-fandango-leisure/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/04/pummel/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/04/your-daily-word-prompt-ceremony-December-4-2018/

Rechanneling Cheer

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Rechanneling Cheer

Scribbling Christmas cards, messaging cheer
is surely the norm for this time of year,
but I think there’s something that is more seasonable,
touching more lives, and also more reasonable.
Hold back petty arguments. Cease the derision.
Why not put Christmas in every decision?

 

For dVerse poets quadrille prompt, Cheer.

Midnight Poinsettia

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For Cee’s FOTD

Circus performer Roxana Küwen

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This…

An incredible act. Keep watching. Gets better and better.

Lucky at Languages, Unlucky at Love

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Image from freeimages.com            

This poem is pretty silly, but I like the challenge of using only one rhyme for an entire poem. More of a puzzle than anything else.

Lucky at Languages, Unlucky at Love

The night was warm and balmy and he was a man in uniform.
She was adept at languages from French to Greek to Cuneiform.
They met one balmy evening on the Eiffel Tower.
He aided her in climbing, then offered her a flower.
She thanked him first in French and when it drew a puzzled glance,
she surmised he must be from a place other than France.
She tried again in English, in Spanish and in Greek.
She would have tried her Chinese, but her Mandarin was weak.
She pointed to his medals, his ribbons and his bars—
all his decorations. She counted all his stars,
but could not find the language to express admiration.
And thus the evening ended, I fear in consternation.
The moral of the story? Put your horse before the cart. 
It’s best to know love’s language before you give your heart.

 

The prompts today were uniform and balmy. Here are the links:

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/03/rdp-monday-uniform/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/03/balmy/