For Sam’s “A New Kind of Challenge” Prompt he asks us to publish a photo of something odd in our house that weighs a lot. This life-sized lady sits in my front garden in front of my entrance door. I show her here with a couple of different lap “bouquets.” I’ve shown a photo of her recently but she meets the criteria, so here she is again. Carved of solid cantera stone by a local artist, she is probably my heaviest unusual object other than my house itself. Will this do, Sam? If this doesn’t meet your criteria for oddness, I’ll try again.
Author Archives: lifelessons
Moss Roses: FOTD Aug 31, 2022
Favorite Finds
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For the Favorite Finds Prompt
Isosceles
Isosceles
A silly argument at best,
and yet it would not come to rest.
They simply could not seem to cease
their debate on “isosceles.”
They could not bring to a fruition
discussion on its definition.
He said the answer had to be
that the triangle had three
even sides, while she said two,
and they wondered what to do
to resolve their worrisome plight
and determine who was right.
In every other prior fight,
there was a book to set them right,
yet while spring cleaning, they’d packed up
every book and dish and cup
to maintain their purity
with absolute surety.
But both of them thought it was ruthless
to remain unschooled and truthless
on this subject math-related
they so hotly had debated.
So in the end, they thought they must
unpack the boxes and chance the dust.
They placed the boxes around the border
in some semblance of neat order,
opening one, then two and three
to try to solve the mystery,
kneeling there on bended knee
to try to find some verity.
When finally they found the truth,
to be two sides, ’twas sad, foresooth,
that in the end, they found the fight
still had not been set to right,
for neither would admit to be
the one who had insisted three!
Prompt words today are wonder, prior, cleaning, semblance, isosceles, argument and purity.
Mexican Petunias: FOTD Aug 30, 2022
The plant guide says “Plant with caution!” Wish I’d read this nineteen years ago when I first received starters of these from my friend. They have spread everywhere!!!!! The flowers don’t last that long, but the tall plants pop up everywhere.
For Cee’s FOTD
Footsies
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It all started out innocently enough with my Skyping Forgottenman a photo of my feet along with a message that said, “Why do I like taking photos of feet so much?” He answered with “Yeah, me and a bunch of yer fam & friends have been talking about that. We’re planning a Zoom intervention.” I then sent him more feet photos and he sent me more feet photos I’d published here on my blog, and this is the result. How about it? Wanna show me your feet???
Why I Can’t Do The Prompts Today
Why I Can’t Do The Prompts Today
I think I’ll be a morning grouch
and spend these hours on the couch
making lists of things for doing—
certain things that involve gluing,
cleaning, sorting, chopping, timing—
things that do not involve rhyming.
A sea of things I’ve been concealing,
chores that stack up to the ceiling,
divert me from acts of creation
with chores of limitless cessation.
Hobbies I’d rather pursue
put off by what I’ve gotta do.
Pay my house fees, cook the stew,
trim the bushes, find the glue
to fix the statue, sort my purse,
clean out the junk drawer, then rehearse
my poems for next Friday’s reading.
Fix my blouse. Restore its beading.
Answer emails, call the plumber.
Modern life is such a bummer.
Sometimes I think I exist
solely to check off a list.
At any rate, as I have ranted,
other parts of me recanted.
It seems I’m such a winsome elf
that this poem just wrote itself!!!!!!
Prompts today are winsome, sea, certain, list, grouch, hobby and concealing.
Hibiscus Profile: FOTD Aug 29, 2022
Tryst, for the Sunday Swirl Wordle 567
I try to breathe the mountains as I travel through the night.
The reaching arms of towering trees no terrors do ignite.
The growls of hidden creatures as I challenge their domain
build my determination and strengthen my disdain.
The moon and stars will light my way until the coming dawn.
No regrets erase my firm resolve to journey on.
My skin relays the message that relieves all my distress,
as it receives the comfort of the evening wind’s caress.
A whip-poor-will calls out to me from its perch above
that the very night protects me as I proceed toward my love.
Prompts for The Sunday Swirl Wordle 567 are: build challenge erase skin growl firm
night regrets until breathe mountains try
Obstruction of Poetry (The Wandering Muse)
Obstruction of Poetry
(The Wandering Muse)
I’ve no wish to obstruct the truth. The fault is purely mine.
The reason why I’m having such a struggle, line by line,
is because my poet muse is taking a vacation,
having lately moved herself to a new location.
She took my genius with her, in spite of friends’ directions
that I should submit her to most vigorous inspections.
In my innocence, I failed, for though I checked her cape,
her briefcase, pockets and her purse, she made her great escape
by smuggling my genius out, displaying her fine wit
by tucking it into a place where I did not find it.
No place could be more obvious, yet I didn’t think to peek
in the place where genius often hides—between the tongue and cheek!
Prompt words are obstruct, genius, cape, fail, innocent and direct. Image by Natasha Hall on Unsplash.




