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Wild Nights
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2001-2022
Wild Nights
I’m caught up in my surreal dream,
irrational as it might seem,
of tabby cats and wolverines
in leather jackets and distressed jeans,
their animal natures left behind
for culture of a human kind.
Armadillos playing squash,
then coming over for a nosh.
Butterflies on roller skates
hobnobbing with potentates,
wings integral in lifting up
to table level as they sup.
Kangaroos keep up the beat
by drumming with their paws and feet.
Cicadas sound their castanets,
summoning their sobriquets*
as rain joins in with steady drumming,
to accompany their humming.
Varied species get along:
wolf and canary join in song,
the party only breaking up
when I’m awakened by my pup
and the pets of my imagination
succumb once more to sublimation.
2022
*In Mexico, cicadas are nicknamed “Rainbirds” because their noisy clatter announces the imminent arrival of the rainy season.
Prompt words today are: culture, squash, surreal,integral, wolf, tabby cat and irrational. Photos of cat, butterfly, cicada and Zoe biting my ear are all by me. The rest are thanks to Unsplash.
Mirror Reflection?
Floral Alphabet Challenge, the Letter “U.” Oct 4, 2022 Umbrella Sedum Bloom
Please post a photo or photos of a flower beginning with the letter “U” and post a link to it in comments here and also in Cee’s FOTD Challenge for Oct. 4.
Joke of the Day
Sent to me by my sis. Not sure where it came from. If you know, tell me and I’ll credit them.
Santiago’s Baptism
Santiago and mom Emi.
Auntie Yoli, back view
Grandma Yolanda, Auntie Yoli, Grandpa Juan, Uncle Oscar and Dad Juan Pablo.
Dad Juan Pablo, Santiago, Mom Emi
An uninvited guest who slept through the entire mass and most of the baptism.
Emi’s family with her Grandmother and Uncle and the little intruder photobombing in front.
Juan Pablo’s family
Fashion plate Santiago, Godparents and parents
Santiago’s Auntie Jennifer, trying to cheer him up with the teddy bear I brought him.
Why Santiago needed cheering up.
Later on, he calmed down a bit.
It is tradition that the children of the village wait outside the church to go scurrying after coins thrown into the crowd by the godfather. Since this was a double baptism, they fared very well as Santiago’s godfather had a huge bag of 5 peso coins and the godfather of the other baby baptised had just done the same before we exited.
Yoli on our boatride.
Emi’s happy brother Ramon and sister Jennifer.
When Mount Garcia dons his sobrero, you can usually expect rain.
A happy Oscar
Yoli
Some of the 16 family members at the celebration dinner.
It was by accident that we all ended up wearing the same color!
Santiago’s baptism turned out to be a six hour bash, including a one hour mass, the baptism, a family dinner at a local lakeside restaurant and boat rides on the lake. Here is pictorial proof of the fun.
Unlimited Viewing Possibilities
Unlimited Viewing Possibilities
The very lovely playa was a playground for the rich
who lay around on blankets, wearing not a stitch.
When folks passed, salutations were snappy and most clever
with their eyes averted, for it’s certain that they never
wanted to be caught in the act when they were staring
at the certain body parts acquaintances were baring.
For no matter what their habitus, everyone was nude,
and to stare at body fat was considered rude.
But for sure some bikers were deserving of medals
as they kept eyes straight ahead, attending to their pedals,
limiting their viewpoint to a small straight-ahead niche,
avoiding the environment spread out on the beach.
Prompts for today are snappy, medal, salutations, habitus, environment, playground. Image by Shifaaz Shamoon on Unsplash.
Floral Alphabet Challenge, The Letter “T.” Oct 3, 2022
2001-2022
Tabachine
Tabachine
Thunbergia
Thunbergia
Tradescantia
Trumpet Vine
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Please play along by publishing your flowers that begin with the letter “F” and then posting a link to both this blog and to Cee’s FOTD.
Moonshadowed
Moonshadows
The rising moon between the hills gives nothing away,
but is a mute observer of the ending of the day.
Shadows moving through the grass eventually lie
quiet as the full moon ascends higher in the sky.
Then night birds weave a lullaby from their bill and croon
as broken clouds join shoulders to pass before the moon.
Space seems to reach its arms out and throw time away
as all of eternity comes to hold its sway.
We take a small vacation to join it in our dreams,
stitched into eternity within creation’s seams.
For the Sunday Swirl Wordle 572 the prompt words are: moon between throw time give nothing rising lull space broken mute shadow
Driven
Driven
If only we had been more patient
when our child’s skills were nascent.
Hadn’t prodded, hadn’t shoved,
that young one we so dearly loved,
had not created goals irrational
local, regional and national,
vying for ribbons and for gold,
pushing for numbers over-bold.
If we had stressed an education,
built a stabler foundation,
put less zhuzh into her clothes
and more of it in what she knows,
the cyberbullies who mocked her fall
would have had no power at all,
to instigate the wounded pride
that led her to her suicide.
But as it is, it was our sin
that did our lovely daughter in.
Prompt words are ribbon, zhuzh, numbers, nascent,foundation,cyberbullying and irrational. Image by Kirklai on Unsplash.
