Monthly Archives: January 2019

Sensory Memory: Sunday Writing Prompt, Jan 6, 2019

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Sensory Memory

The scent of stale patchouli stains your memory
as I inspect the photograph of the “you and me”
we thought would be together for a longer time
than that too-short interval tinged with bitter lime.

The shadow of your rising star occasionally lingers.
The keys on my piano bear the ash gray of your fingers.
The circle of your wine spill still tattoos my divan.
I hoard it like an autograph—your long-forgotten fan.

The words I chose from each classification are: divan, piano, bitter lime, ash gray, patchouli, circle, star, photograph

For Sunday Writing Prompt:

Choose a piece of furniture
Piano
Cabinet
Orrery
Divan
Secretary

Choose a color
Cherry Blossom Pink
Bitter Lime
Alice Blue
Ash Grey
Canary Yellow

Choose a scent
Patchouli
Eucalyptus
Burning Sage
Bergamott
Ylang-Ylang

Choose a shape
Circle
Spiral
Helix
Star
Hour Glass

An item carried in the pocket, wallet, or purse
Photograph
Phone
Punch Card
Tissues
Aspirin

Choose 1 from each category and work it into a story or poem.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/01/06/sunday-writing-prompt-5-by-5/

Gloria and Friends

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Click on first photo to enlarge all. Wouldn’t want to miss anything!

A girl can get accustomed to anything in time, even a family of squirrels moving into her new hairdo.  Mama, papa and baby.  Now abuela, as well.

Home is the Sailor

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Home is the Sailor

Homecomings call for clemency and memory that is short,
for when a sailor comes back home to his favorite port,
he doesn’t like returning to atone for past mistakes.
He’d rather do his penance for the new ones that he makes.

This isn’t any riddle, no mystery is involved.
It’s simply that some other bad habits  have evolved.
He finds he cannot take the time to mend what he’s forgotten
when he has so many other newer habits ill-begotten.

 

 

The prompt words today are homecoming, clemency and riddle.

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/01/06/rdp-sunday-homecoming/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/01/06/your-daily-word-prompt-clemency-january-6-2019/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/01/06/riddle/

The Monarch of Dogs

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The Monarch of Dogs

Morrie is the underdog. Diego’s top dog now.
Does one find this jockeying with horse or pig or cow?

Why does there need to be a boss now dogs don’t roam in packs?
I fear dog organization sound logic sadly lacks.

I am the queen of doggiedom in my house. There’s no need
for a boss of dogs to calculate their every deed.

Their kibble comes in cans and bags. Nobody needs to know
How to be the chieftain in bringing down a doe.

Perhaps they need a barking order as a way to tell
whose loud barking will predict the ring of the doorbell.

Perhaps they need to show me who deserves the premier pat
or the biggest food dish, or bone with the most fat.

And yet I love them both the same, in spite of any wishes.
I pat them equally and put their bones in equal dishes!

https://fivedotoh.com/2019/01/06/fowc-with-fandango-underdog/

Sunday Trees: Jan 6, 2019

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For Sunday Trees 373

More Anthuriums: Flower of the Day, Jan 6, 2019

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For Cee’s FOTD

Squirrely Guy: Oddball #1, Jan 5, 2019

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For Kammie’s Oddball Challenge:
https://nuthousecentral.wordpress.com/2019/01/03/kammies-oddball-challenge-1-3-19/

The Monarch of Plastic: Jan 5, 2019

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 The Monarch of Plastic

We’re up against the wall, now—climbing, scratching, pawing,
as behind us in the ice, monsters are quickly thawing.
We have great gratitude for life and all the joys it brings,
but now we have to pay the price for all our pretty things.
Those lovely cars that speed us on toward our various pleasures
now ask their price in taking from us other dearer treasures.—
Breath and water we might drink and swim in with no thought—
those departing natural things our pretty toys have bought.
Plastic for our jar tops, plastic for our carrying,
pretty soon this plastic will be handy for our burying.
In the hilltops safe above our ocean’s spreading grasp,
the king of plastic sits surveying his world’s parting gasp.
Still he does not worry, for he feels safe on his throne.
unaware that one day he’ll enjoy this world alone.

 The prompts today are wall, gratitude and thawing

https://fivedotoh.com/2019/01/05/fowc-with-fandango-wall/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/01/04/gratitude/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/01/05/thawing/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/01/02/your-daily-word-prompt-natural-January-2-2019/

Lily: FOTD Kam 5. 2019

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For Cee’s FOTD.

What Was So Funny?

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Our birding trip through the lagoons near La Manzanilla yielded more laughs than birds. For Rachel and Gloria, who had never made the trip before, the hour and a half long trip down the mangrove swamps yielded more surprises than I had counted on. Click on the below photos to read the story as well as the photos:

After initial problems stepping into the muck to get into the boat, all started out smoothly enough.
The channel was wide,
Plenty of crocs were in evidence, but their swift emergences and disappearances didn’t afford much of a photo opportunity.
and more,
and a few more.
Due to extrememly high water levels, the banks were verdant
All was calm
and serene…..until
and caused this kingfisher to reel in shock?
What brought Gloria from her perch
and set Rachel to reeling with laughter?
With Gloria and Rachel in La Manzanilla, Mexico
Could it possibly have been due to a series of impossibly low mangrove limbs that because of the high water were only inches above the top edge of our boat? Yes, indeed, we went under at least four trees like this that extended completely across the channel, as well as a low-hanging footbridge. And then got to repeat the experience on the way back. For now, trips through the mangroves are definitely not for sissies. We earned our gin and tonics that night!!! (Look again, now. All of those low-lying trunks of trees pictured were ones we had to fit under!