For FOTD
Ode to a Rotund Robin
You alight, to peck and swallow.
In my bird feeder, you wallow—
driving other birds away
to gorge yourself both night and day.
Now as you struggle to arise,
spreading your wings up to the skies,
watching your labored ascent,
I raise the question of your descent.
Have you reckoned on your girth
in planning for your fall to earth?
For the Three Things Challenge the prompt words are : Alight, descent, raise. Image thanks to Unsplash.
“Why Don’t You Let Me Iron That for You?”
When there is a wrinkle, she works fast to smooth it out.
She loves to plug the iron in and move it all about.
Steam wafting all around her, she executes arm action.
She finds it scintillating dealing with each new infraction
of the rule that each garment should hang seamless and true,
without a single furrow dividing it from you.
She feels no reluctance in relieving clothes of wrinkles—
no puckers and no creases. No scrunches and no crinkles.
Because of her I’m faultless. My wardrobe is sublime,
for in Yolanda’s view, a wrinkled garment is a crime!
Yolanda has been my housekeeper, accomplice and friend for twenty years now. She rearranges my belongings, leaving little jokes, removes dust and fingerprints and generally rules the roost when it comes to the state of my house. In addition, neither I nor any houseguest can leave the house without meeting with her discerning eye. and if she spots a wrinkle, you can be sure she’ll whip the iron out and insist that it be dealt with. I’ve never yet won an argument to the contrary.
The Ragtag Daily Prompt today is Iron
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For the Cosmic Photo Challenge: The Nights are Drawing In
Novice
The world’s most darling vampire needs some practice with his biting,
for he is not schooled in pursuing or in fighting.
His fangs have gone unpracticed in neck piercing and in ripping,
so his mouth is only being used for food chewing and sipping!
For The dVerse Poets
To see other poems written for this prompt, go HERE.
For Cee’s FOTD
Adventures in Walking
Wobbling in on three-inch heels,
I cringed and swayed and wobbled.
They were the strangest sort of shoes
that cobblers ever cobbled!
When they brought in a second pair,
I couldn’t help but shudder.
I couldn’t walk in the first pair.
Why would I want anudder?
For the Three Things Challenge, the words are: Cringe, Shudder, Wobble
Independencia is the Mexican Day of Independence, like the U.S. 4th of July!! Lots of parades, flags, a hot air balloon show that lasts for 6 hours, but strangely enough this year, not a single cohete (very loud rocket!!!) There are usually thousands at every celebration. What happened?
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