Monthly Archives: May 2020

Sixteen

Sixteen

She met him at the harvest dance.
An act of fate, they met by chance.
The very first grown man she kissed,
he was a traveling journalist,
and she had barely got love’s gist
when he vanished in the mist.
For reference, she had not any.
She had not made love with many
and those she’d had were only boys,
as unacquainted with the joys
of mature love as she had been,
for they were only kids, not men.

She found it tedious at best
to spoon with any of the rest,
and yet she tried, and kept a list
in which she rated and she dissed
those teenage lovers that were left
once journalism left her bereft
of seasoned lover who had pleased her
whereas all the rest just squeezed her
wrong, somehow. They smacked and cuddled,
yet, somehow, they all just muddled
what she’d had occasion once, perchance,
to experience at the harvest dance.

She finally devised a plot
wherein she could improve her lot.
She’d do a deed of much renown
to draw her lover back to town.
And this is why she planned the prank
wherein she would rob the bank.
Of course she’d send the money back.
The larcenous gene she seemed to lack,
but this would create so much news
that she was fairly sure he’d choose
to come investigate the crime,
and that would be the perfect time
to improve her skills of woo.
He’d be her prey and she’d count coup.

For a week, her schemes just perked.
She watched and waited, planned and lurked

watching for the perfect time 
to enact her lovelorn crime.
And, finally, the time seemed good.

She donned a long-armed cloak with hood,
took her daddy’s gun and, masked,
said “Stick ’em up” when she was asked
if she was seeking to deposit,
distressing her, it seems, because it
seemed to  cause so little pause,
from the teller, perhaps because

the teller, who was also masked,
gave her a sucker before she asked
what transaction she might mean
to request on this Halloween!

And so it was the plot was foiled.
By mistiming, her plans were spoiled.
She abandoned larceny
and resumed her tomfoolery
with the local high school boys
wherein they all discovered joys
by practice to bring that surcease
she’d sought to learn by expertise.

 

Prompt words for today are journalist, referencetedious, list and pleased.

NY Times Marks Grim US Virus Milestone

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Delicate Colors: Lens Artist Challenge 98

For Lens Artist Challenge #98: Delicate Colors

Hibiscus: FOTD May 24, 2020

This is the new dinner-plate sized hibiscus I just bought two days ago. Click on photos to enlarge:

I actually think it looks a bit like a hollyhock! It has bloomed twice in the past three days and as you can see, there are more buds  set to bloom. Pasiano planted this one so it is directly in front of the hammock, facing directly towards it.

For Cee’s FOTD

Fourteen Minute Challenge

Ever played a word in Scrabble that you didn’t know the meaning of? They acknowledged it as a word but you hadn’t the foggiest? This happened to me a short while ago. The word was siriasis and extra points to you if you know what it means. Quadruple points if you can write a poem making use of it within the next 14 minutes. Here is my 14 minute poem:

 

Rainy Day Reminder

You rue those rainy nights and days
when everything is in a haze
and you cannot go out the door
without whiffing petrichor.
Your hair is soggy, face too ruddy,
raincoat sodden, rain boots muddy.
And suffering from all this damping,
girls are in no mood for vamping.
It’s hard to flirt, I must confess,
when one is such a dripping mess.
But consider now the opposite.
When all day in the sun you sit,
you’ll never find men making passes
at girls who suffer siriasis!

 

(To save you the bother of your looking it up,  siriasis means sunstroke, but it was Bushboy who gave me a hint that led me to investigate the very interesting Australian origins of the word petrichor.)

POTUS

POTUS

He’s just a phase in history, but when will this phase end?
The whole world’s breath is being held. When will he round the bend?
As he jogs on in his next race, we wish that it were ended.
Surely as he gains in girth, he must be getting winded!
Yet our domestic maniac goes on planning his crazies.
The world will not be sane again ’til he’s pushing up daisies!

 

Word prompts for the day are domestic, maniac, history and phase. Image by Visuals on Unsplash. Used with permission.

Soloist: Bougainvillea, FOTD May 23, 2020

This bougainvillea just seems to stand out in front of the crowd in this shot. Click to enlarge and see her backup colors.

For Cee’s FOTD

Governor of Jalisco’s Statement re/ Coronavirus. Compare to our President!!!

 

Governor of Jalisco, Ernesto Alfaro Ramirez, just released this statement:

“Today is the day with the most deaths by #COVID19 in the country and also with more infections detected by #RadarJalisco in our state.
In a single day 424 deaths in Mexico and 98 new infections in Jalisco. Nothing else here already add up to 95 human losses to regret since the pandemic started. That’s the reality.
Hopefully it will serve to understand that this is not over yet and that we don’t have to wait for it to happen to ours to react. This is a race of endurance and getting well waged depends on everyone and everyone.
The fight against the pandemic is not a responsibility of the government, but for the social behavior and co-responsibility of the people.
Today marks 15 days of the past bridge (holiday weekend) for May 5th and just nine days since Mothers Day. It’s no coincidence. It is the consequences of those who left home without having to, of those who decided to hold get-togethers and put their most loved ones at risk.
#StayHome. Every one who decides to go out on the street without strictly necessity, you are putting yourself, your loved ones and others at risk. If we do it right, we move forward; if we do it wrong, economic reactivation will be slower and we will have more deaths to regret.”

This is how an educated and empathetic leader speaks. how embarrassing to compare it to POTUS!!!!

Conjoined Birds: FOTD May 22, 2020

 

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I believe this is my first double bird of paradise bloom since I’ve been in Mexico.  It’s twins, folks!!!

For Cee’s FOTD

Bunglery at the Ritz Apartments

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Bunglery at the Ritz Apartments

We’re making the assumption that this ritzy part of town
is the perfect place for our next heist to go down.
Jimmy has it in his noggin that we’ve gotta hit the best,
so it should be the penthouse. We should forget all the rest.
But I think he’s a blockhead. We should choose another floor.
Penthouses have alarms in every room, on every door. 
So we settle on the first floor,  but still wind up in jail,
and I’m in here for the long term ’cause I cannot meet my bail.
The docs have sewn up gashes on my arm and my left calf,
but my wounds don’t equal Jimmy’s, not even by a half
And when he pays his own bail, he tells me,”Go to the Devil.”
I forgot folks with the biggest dogs live on the lowest level.

Prompt words for today are settle, block, noggin, heist and assumption.

Photo by Daniel Lincoln on Unsplash. Used with permission.