Okay, I got it wrong the first time by counting words instead of syllables. Here is a Nonet, done correctly:
Shards
Plates crash—mneumonic contradictions
of last year’s “I plight thee my troth.”
Pushed to the brink, you speak back
in your own special Braille.
Shattered wedding cups—
your broken heart—
shards of my
broken
vows.
For NaPoWriMo 2022, Day 9
Shards
Plates crashing against the wall: mneumonic reminders of you.
Nobody does better this contradiction of wedding vows.
Pushed to the brink, you speak back
in this, your own special Braille.
Our wedding cup—my heart
shattered against the wall—
a ragged souvenir
of broken
vows.
For NaPoWriMo 2022, Day 9 the prompt is to write a Nonet. But, after writing this, I realized I did it wrong, counting words instead of syllables. See my rewrite HERE.
Other prompts used in this post are plate, nobody, brink, mnemonic and contradiction.
How to Mend a Broken Heart
Pop a really big bowl of popcorn.
Don’t think of calories.
Just ignore the old maids in the bottom––
this is not a fortune-telling experience.
Lots of butter.
Locate chocolate.
If none is to be found,
there is likely a 7-11 within driving distance
no matter where you happen to be.
Get the biggest bar.
A bite of popcorn, then a bite of chocolate.
Locate an old Ma and Pa Kettle movie somewhere online and watch it.
Ma Kettle is you in ten years if your love affair had worked out.
Pa Kettle is who your lover would have turned into.
Find an old Sophia Loren movie online and watch it.
Sophia Loren is who you are now.
Don’t worry about the popcorn.
Sophia Loren wouldn’t.
Imagine Paul Newman eating popcorn
off your bare back.
Flip over.
Flash on making love to Pa Kettle.
Quickly flash back to Paul Newman
now eating popcorn off your bare shoulder blade.
Imagine your ex in a movie theater
watching Paul Newman make love to you
up there on the big screen.
Don’t worry about who your ex is with.
Well, maybe just one little peek.
Your ex is with Ma Kettle!
(If you don’t know who Ma and Pa Kettle are, go HERE.)
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “How?”
My neighbor David Bershad called me this morning and asked if I was keeping chickens now. I said no, puzzled that he would ask and he said he could swear he heard a rooster crowing in my yard. I told him it must be the people across the street as they had them in the past. I left and when I got back home, this was in my email.
Sure enough, that is a rooster strutting by on my terrace. The rather sinister looking iguana in front is actually the Quetzalcoatl sculpture that surrounds the water pipe that empties hot water into the pool. Its lower jaw is obscured by the tree so it looks like an iguana!!! I’ll never doubt anything that David says again and I’m amazed that the dogs didn’t kill it. No feathers in view so I take it it went back home. Note that there is a very tall wall around my entire house. I didn’t know roosters could fly that high.
I’m adding pieces to the show as pieces are sold and removed. This new piece and others are still on view at Jesus Lopez Vega’s Gallery on the corner of Rio Zula (Rio Bravo) and Ocampo, a block south of Casa Linda in Ajijic. Open M-F 10 to 6 through April 30, 2022.
Between Two Worlds
This piece is about old and new, peace and conflict, blended cultures, freedom and confinement, the wide variety of what the world has to offer and the need to stay on target, to have fun and to spend our time wisely. The Luchador is wearing my All State Choir pin as a belt buckle? What’s that about??? I’ve recently added this piece to the show, along with several other new pieces, as work has sold.
My friend Linda Levy Challenged me to post a photo of a piece of art I created each day for ten days. Here is today’s share.
Alter Ego
Sometimes she’s an angel. At other times a witch.
There is no way to know when her personae’s going to switch.
When an angel, she’s gregarious, obedient and sexy,
but during her more bitchy days, she’s silent, dark and hexy.
No x-ray can determine which one she’s going to be.
There is no test to indicate which one she’s going to see
when she wakes up each morning and stumbles to the mirror
to discover which she’ll be today–the feared one or the dearer.
I’m always the first one to see what side of her will win,
for each day the face she chooses is the one that I’ll be in!
The NaPoWriMo prompt today is to name your alter-ego, and then describe him/her in detail. Then write in your alter-ego’s voice. Maybe your alter-ego is a streetwise detective, or a superhero, or a very small goldfinch. Whoever or whatever your alternate self may be, I hope this prompt lets you stretch both your writing skills and your self-knowledge.
Opening Night Jitters
I’m consumed by stage fright. Please bring me my wrap.
This whole acting “thing” is a barrel of crap.
My memory’s kaput and I have a bad cough,
so before my first snafu I’d better take off.
There’s a good possibility that I might faint.
It’s clear that an actor I certainly ain’t.
Prompt words are stage fright, wrap, snafu, kaput and possibility. Image by Redd TK on Unsplash.
Zoe and Christine got on just fine. Here they are in deep conversation. Please click to enlarge the photos.
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