Monthly Archives: July 2023

Food Fight and Flight for Wordle 614

Food Fight and Resultant Flight

I dabbed the food flecks off of my face
and skittered at a quickening pace,
my tattered hem dragged from the grasp
of my tormenter’s cruel clasp.

Chattering teeth betrayed that place
where I had ended flight and pace
to squeeze my frame into a nook
where my pursuer would never look.

But, trapped within the prison I chose,
I felt the world around me close.
So, squinting out between the slats,
I spied the confirmation that’s

evidence of that scalding truth
that drove me from seclusion’s booth.
Freedom’s worth more than former wishes
to avoid doing the dishes!!

 

Prompts for The Sunday Swirl Wordle 614 are: tattered chattering drag dabbed face hem trapped frame squinted cruel flecks skittered scalded

 

 

Family Law

Family Law

By hook or hammer via head or maw,
we dispense our private law.
Cross not our path, felon or fish,
unless swift justice is your wish.
If you enter through our door
to steal or plunder? You’ll be no more.
Invade our brook? I fear we might
make you the victim of your own bite.

 

My friend Chris sent along this curious photo as a prompt. This is as close as I could come to interpreting why one man in formal dress stands hammer-in-hand at the door while the other poses in full fishing regalia, and even more of a mystery is the significance of the photo to her!

FTD for FOTD, July 23, 2023

FTD in Dayton, Wyoming  

For Cee’s FOTD

Toilet Paper Blues

Toilet Paper Blues (and Greens and Yellows)

 

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Toilet Paper Blues (and Greens and Yellows)

Once paper for the toilet came in every hue—
green or blue or yellow to wipe away our poo.
And though we all liked paper that was soft and squeezable,
most people felt that color wasn’t very feasible.

which had the best capacity for capturing the light.
Of all the other choices, white was still the best
to help you find the toilet on your midnight quest.

Now in the tissue aisle, no color meets our sight.
Green and blue and yellow seem to have taken flight.
We use our toilet paper for what it’s created for
without the added problem of matching our decor.

My poem isn’t delicate, it mentions words like poo.
I hope this does not put off such proper folks as you.
You will perhaps forgive me for my word choice this one time,
for feces’s not poetic and caca doesn’t rhyme!

Fandango’s prompt for the day was Toilet. I couldn’t resist reposting this poem from a few years ago..Hope no one takes offense.

Sweet Alyssum: FOTD July 22, 2013

 

For Cee’s FOTD

Car Meets Wall: Fibs for Friday: July 21, 2023

Here are my answers to the words to define for Fibbing Friday, July 21, 2023:

  1. Fo-shizzle: The un-fo-tunate end to my housekeeper Yolanda’s first (and last) driving lesson—driving my car with me in the passenger seat.

  2. Crunk: Parking sound effect made during  Yolanda’s first/last driving lesson. (Said car having been parked head-on against a brick wall at a very rapid speed.)

  3. Booyah: My response once we had exited the car and saw that the car had in fact been totaled!!!

  4. Gnarly: Sound of an epithet expressed through gritted teeth.

  5. Outtie: How one could describe my wall  with a car (mine) jutting through it .

  6. Phat: Magnified one thousand times, the sound of a car hitting a brick wall.

  7. What’s Crackalackin? The sound of a shattered windshield as it releases and falls to the ground.

  8. Cowabunga: What I should have said instead of my actual statement as the car hit the wall.

  9. Ankle biters: A description of my teeth upon impact, before withdrawing them from where they’d come in contact with my lower leg.

  10. All that and a bag of chips. How I explained what was left of my wall after they’d removed the corpse of my car.

(No sympathy posts, please. This actually happened 3 years ago, so both the wall and I have recovered enough for me to laugh about it and be grateful neither of us was seriously injured, as you can see from the response above.)

Yarrow: FOTD July 21, 2023

I did a closeup of this yarrow plant in my friend Patty’s garden a week or so ago and a friend said it didn’t look like yarrow, so above is a view of the entire plant.  HERE is the closeup. I agree, it looks very different close up, but my plant identifier agrees with me that it is yarrow.

For Cee’s FOTD

Day Lily For FOTD July 20, 2023

 

 

 

For Cee’s FOTD

Power Point

Super Powers

In our wider world of pomp and dollar,
somehow power makes us smaller.
Distracts us from the metaphor
of what a super power’s for.

Those powers we seek In the vast world
wait within us to be unfurled.
In that world we’re given to create,
we hold the key to every gate.

We’re given vision, strength and power
to make a minute of an hour,
to leap ahead or lag behind
in our universe of mind.

I soar the heights. I swim the sea,
and delve the depths to try to free
those powers that I’ve found to be
in that vast space inside of me.

For Sylvia’s Prompt to write a poem about Power. Image by Junior Ferriera on Unsplash.

for the W3 Prompt 64

Go HERE to see other posts to this prompt.
And HERE is the correct link to see the prompt.

Tracks

Click on photos to enlarge.

For Cee’s CMMC challenge