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About lifelessons

My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

Music of the Spheres II: If Mankind Were A Thought Bubble

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Music of the Spheres II:
If Mankind Were A Thought Bubble

What else might nature have done
if it had wanted to have fun?
Could it have made a man, instead
of hair, with hands above his head?
To grab the brush from off the shelf
so it could simply groom itself?
Could the music of the spheres
have been reduced to human ears?
A sort of cosmic saxophone
that altered mankind bone on bone?
Kindness bubbling up from ooze
to be the quality we’d choose
instead of hate and greed and trouble?
What if man were just a bubble
rising through the ocean’s murk
to rise to air and go to work
to turn into a different sort
of human driven to comport
himself with generosity?
You for you and me for me
lost to perpetuity?
What a different world we’d see.
All for one and one for all
precluding mankind’s final fall.
How I wish this fantasy
was all that I would have it be.
Not just a dream within my head
but how things really worked instead.

 
The NaPoWriMo prompt was to watch this video and write a poem based upon it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bX_xh2do3eM

And HERE is the NaPoWriMo prompt.

Music of the Spheres

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Music of the Spheres
“What tears us apart can bring us together.”

Music dips a candle and lights it at the wick,
spilling notes like light out, full and round and thick.
It builds a room around us, brick by brick by brick,
shedding shards of ditties sharp enough to nick
our inflated sensibilities, popping those balloons
of our inflated selves to turn us from buffoons
into sentient beings, open to romance,
and filling out our lives with more than circumstance.
Anger, joy, nostalgia, need or fear or wonder
can unite us in experience or tear our world asunder.
All these warring sentiments are meant to coincide
in human hearts where all of them are destined to abide.
Music is the language that gives us each a tether
that unites individuals and ties us all together,

Prompt word today are music, note, crumbs, coincide and brick.

CFFC: Rusty or Decayed

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The owner of this disgraceful footwear shall remain unnamed. Suffice it to say they are comfortable and he can leave them out on his front stoop with no fear they’ll be stolen.

 

For Cee’s CFFC Challenge

Cistena Cherry: FOTD Mar 31, 2021

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For Cee’s FOTD

Sneaking Up On the Muse

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Sneaking Up On the Muse

My verses are not perfect. I’m no Dickinson or Byron.
My words are rough and crumpled, in need of a hot iron.
My reasoning is stifled, obscured by feeble brain.
I often have to write a line again and then again.
My successful lines are stealthy. They just creep up on me,
perhaps because my muses hang around insistently.
If I could take a stealthie, perhaps you’d see one hovering
there over my shoulder, inspiring and mothering.
In short, on those occasions when my inspiration’s slight,
and I cannot find a poem, likely my muses might!

Words of the day are stealthie, slight, rumpled, stifle and iron.

(A stealthie is defined as a picture taken by someone, usually a girl, that is clearly a selfie but contains a cute animal or object of interest in order to curb the backlash of it being a selfie, or a picture taken without the subject’s knowledge, especially using a smartphone. Retrieved from “https://en.wiktionary.org/ and the Urban Dictionary. This imaginary stealthie is of my mother, hovering over my left shoulder. She was my first inspiration and conspirator  in rhyme and still, it is her voice I hear every time I write a rhymed poem.)

Bottlebrush Bloom: FOTD Mar 30, 2021

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Just before I saw the rattlesnake today, I snapped a photo of this gorgeous flower in my sister’s yard–or perhaps it was her neighbor’s. They join together along the arroyo that runs behind them both.

Does anyone else see the face in this photo?

 

For Cee’s FOTD

Shake, Rattle and Roll

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A bit of excitement today when my sister’s neighbor called us over to see this interloper in his yard. It was between 4 and 5 feet long–a western diamondback rattlesnake..Click  on  photo  to  enlarge.

 

FOTD, Mar 29, 2021

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This flower grows like a weed in my yard but I can never remember its name.

For Cee’s FOTD

The Brewster

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The Brewster

I admire your method of drinking your beer—
boldly and brashly, without any fear
that there won’t be more when you come to the dregs.
You have faith that there’s more in the taps and the kegs.

It’s a pure faith that you have in the hops—
in your estimation, the finest of crops.
Add it to barley and water and yeast
and you’ll have a fine brew to add to the feast.

In schooner or lager, in pint or in bottle,
I like how you swig it down, going full throttle.
Your method is bold but not lacking in grace.
As you gulp down your brew, it’s clear you’re an ace

at pilsner disposal. As the glass leaves your face,
the beer has all vanished with nary a trace,
save for a mustache of frothy white foam
that you lick from your top lip before you go home!

Then, evidence gone, you cross over the bridge
and drive quickly home, where you open your fridge
to extract your “first” brewski, or so thinks your wife.
When seasoned with beer, it’s a wonderful life!

Prompt words today are ace, method, purity, beer.

Gazania Transformation: FOTD, Mar 28, 2021

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Gazania at 10 AM.

A bit later.

And later still. Amazing transformation.. all in a couple of hours.

 

For Cee’s FOTD