Monthly Archives: May 2019

Flower of the Day, May 17, 2019

 

For Cee’s Flower of the Day.

The Liberal Redneck Tackles Alabama’s Abortion Ban

Okcforgottenman has published another good one.  See it here:
https://okcforgottenman.wordpress.com/2019/05/16/my-fav-liberal-redneck-tackles-alabamas-nutso-abortion-ban/

Thursday Doors, May 16, 2019

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Jocotepec, Jalisco, Mexico, May 15, 2019

For Thursday Doors.

Fame

Fame

Of what importance do you hold fame?
 How many people know your name?
Did you choose the challenge of renown?
Are you well-noted in your town
or in your state or in the world?
How often is your face unfurled
on posters hanging in Time’s Square––
your name broadcasted through the air?

What tradeoff made you vain and truthless,
removed your honor,  made you ruthless?
What kind of fortitude is power
turned vain and humorless and dour?
What good these trophies all around you
with no humanity to ground you ?
What good this fame of which you’re fond
If honor’s gone a vagabond?

Words of the day are fame, challenge, fortitude and vagabond. Here are their links:
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/05/16/rdp-thursday-fame/
https://fivedotoh.com/category/one-word-challenge/
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/05/16/fowc-with-fandango-welcome/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/05/16/your-daily-word-prompt-fortitude-may-16-2019/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/05/16/vagabond/

Bougainvillea: Flower of the Day, May 16, 2019

 

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For Cee’s FOTD

Winning

Winning

Any athlete worth his salt
can row or shoot or ski or vault,
balance, skate or box or splash,
hurdle, sprint, relay or dash.

But I find it curious
that all these actions furious
do not bring us closer to
what mankind really needs to do.

Instead of trying to beat each other,
overcome, defeat each other,
trying for cooperation
among each competing nation

just might serve to be a sample
that could be a good example
for the politicians who
do not seem to have a clue

of how to share our planet’s wealth.
Instead, by cunning, war and stealth,
they seek to get more than their share
of minerals and food and air.

What irony that they can’t see
how much better it would be
if we just learned it’s cheaper to
expand our neighborhood to view

every color, every nation
every man of every station
each the same as every other–
everyone as sister, brother.

There’s enough richness, if we dare
to treat the world as though we care
for every country, every nation
as one giant congregation

and not a game wherein we choose
that one or the other has to lose.

The words for today were splash, curious, irony and vault. Here are their links:
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/05/15/rdp-wednesday-splash/
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/05/15/fowc-with-fandango-curious/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/05/15/your-daily-word-prompt-irony-may-15-2019/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/05/15/vault/

Bougainvillea: Flower of the Day, May 15, 2019

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For Cee’s FOTD

Denver Airport Invaded by Smart-Ass Gargoyle

The Tree Trimmers

The men of the Chapala Tree Service are amazing in their athletic ability, skill and precision. They were here for 7 1/2 hours today, during which time they trimmed, literally, a dump truck full of fruiting stems, dry branches and other basura from my six very tall palm trees and left not a bit of tree trash behind. They even cleaned off the surface of the pool. I have only admiration for them. Here are the before, during and after shots:

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Here are the before and after shots:

 

East Meets West

East Meets West

I’m fueled by fire yet pulled by the moon.
Everything used up too soon, oh too soon.
I’m a pig by my nature. I want it all.
I love my home, yet hear the world’s call.
Adventure and travel I had in full measure,
but now it’s my home that affords me my pleasure.
Nesting, then flying patterns my past.
Change chasing change in the past was a blast.
But now I prefer for the nesting to last.
As a crab in my shell, my future is cast.

Born a fire pig according to the Chinese calendar, western astrology brands me as a water sign—moonchild—crab. In the last quarter of my life, I would say that water has quenched fire, but of course all of these elements reside within us always. I just now find more sedate ways to express them.

For dVerse Poets.