Flowers within flowers. This is the first time I’ve ever seen three of the white blooms on a bougainvillea. The beautiful dark rose-colored petals are actually leaves.
For Cee’s FOTD
Flowers within flowers. This is the first time I’ve ever seen three of the white blooms on a bougainvillea. The beautiful dark rose-colored petals are actually leaves.
For Cee’s FOTD
I just watched a fascinating series called Ancient Apocalypse on Netflix. I highly recommend it. Really well done. I watched all 8 episodes in one fell swoop!
Dreams spin and whirl and crack and spark,
little fireworks in the dark
that bring to light flashes that last,
glimpses of a far-off past
that grip our memory, strain its seams,
to creep back in and stain our dreams.
They loom above us every night,
waiting for the end of light.
Lords of dark, nightmares of wonder,
wait their turn to clutch and plunder.
Minds gone slack in slumber’s whirl,
they enter in to clutch and curl,
smothering pleasant thoughts of day,
inviting past regrets to play
through our minds, to live anew
little foibles seen in review.
For the Sunday Whirl Wordle 579 prompt words today are: spin, creep, loom, whirl, crack, light, grip, stain, curl, glimpse, slack, lord, wonder
Ancient relics in the sand—
a rosary, a chaplet and
a rusty cross, figure obscured,
a Bible with its message blurred.
Who remembers the intent
of liturgy or prayer or Lent?
What human adds the voice to this
howl of wind and water’s hiss?
This mix of emblems on the strand,
meanings erased by weather’s hand,
relics of a bygone day
when Spanish galleons held their sway.
Conquistadors long turned to dust,
their favorite weapons gone to rust.
Prompt words today are ad, favorite, erase, intent, mix, chaplet.
I had to dig way back for these photos taken during a driving tour of Great Britain that I took my mother on in 1984 or 85. These shots were taken on the way to Beatrix Potter’s house. Idyllic countryside.
Thanksgiving Poem
I confess my adoration of all you say and do,
and want to find a way to convey it here to you,
but ideal admiration cannot be sold or bought,
and sincere thanks is not delivered in a flowerpot.
And so I write this little poem, paltry in its length,
to show my gratitude for your kindness and your strength.
Prompt words today are thanks, confess, adoration, deliver, ideal and flowerpot.
Teenage Angst
High dudgeon is the proper mood of teenage revolution,
and their parents’ interference will not aid in its dilution.
Tactics that they utilize to make their children straight
do little to sort it out, and instead, agitate,
creating more rebellion. So, leave them to their snit.
By the time they’re twenty, they’ll grow out of it!
words today are dudgeon, interference, revolution, utilize, straight.