A state of ataraxia is simply not the norm
when a particular condition has taken you by storm.
It makes you feel ungainly and your customary grace
seems to gather syllables and turn into disgrace.
Moodiness and hormones and pimples and the rest
of the ills that mark this state don’t put you at your best,
and there’s a bigger problem once you survive your pubescence,
for it is just a prelude to the state of adolescence!
Word prompts today are customary, ungainly, prelude, ataraxia (tranquility) and particular.
Nicely done with those tough prompts, well done.
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Oh my gosh! I love this photo of these girls…at that age. Thanks for the smile. And yes, after adolescence… here we are and so it goes.
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They were girls waiting on the curb for the doors to open on our summer art camp for kids. So fun.
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I can’t even say what it is about this photo that charms me so. But it does.
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Girls that age are so full of charm that they are not yet aware of. I love this photo as well…and the contrast of the one one girl who seems aghast over some unseen occurrence nearby.
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Well said.
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