For Cee’s FOTD
Saint and Sinner
Every declared living saint
has in their past some hidden taint
that cannot bear its excavating
without results excruciating.
Daily Addiction’s prompt word is excruciating.
WOTD’s prompt word is taint.
For Cee’s B&W Tongues and Tails challenge.
A Fine Vintage
Roving has been in my blood since I was just a kid.
In hide and seek, I ran away while other kids just hid.
I’d stash myself six blocks away where they could never see me.
I couldn’t wait for age and circumstance to come and free me.
Other kids had tantrums, but I just had my dreams
that took my sheltered sedate life and split it at the seams.
It never once occurred to me that it would be naive
to think that after high school, I’d pack my bags and leave.
And after college in some place exotic in my mind,
I’d be off to travel with others of my kind.
I’d have a travel bonanza to Africa and France.
I’d even go to China if I had the chance.
Was it precognition or simply intuition
that all of my travel dreams have come to sweet fruition?
Everything I sought out there, each thing I hoped to find
I found in all those years that now I find I’ve left behind.
Now that my world is smaller and I’m more content,
nonetheless I still have memories that I can vent.
They’ve percolated in my mind as I cure and age
until they’ve aged sufficiently to pour out on the page.
The prompts for today are tantrum, roving and bonanza. Here are the links:
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/11/01/fowc-with-fandango-tantrum/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/01/roving/
https://dailyaddictions542855004.wordpress.com/2018/10/27/daily-addictions-2018-week-43/bonanza
A mushroom of some variety. I’ve never seen one before. Pointed out to me by forgottenman in a little town near Big Spring. It had a strange odor and seemed to be attracting flies into its spout. It looks a lot like a baster. So strange. Thanks, Maria, for identifying what this mushroom is. Check it out on Google for some fascinating information. When I googled it after your giving me its name, I discovered it has a head as well that is probably the part lying on the ground.
For FOTD
The Letter “C”
Here’s to the letter “C” that marks what is in the middle.
Somewhere between “A” and “F,” it has been known to fiddle.
While “A” studies most diligently, “C” is bound to shirk.
It has a certain phobia regarding too much work.
It’s head and shoulders above “F” and far better than “D.”
Nobody ever flunked a course by maintaining a “C.”
And yet it calls no sound its own. It’s either “K” or “S.”
At birthday time, we’re given kake and winning brings suksess.
We’re stopped dead in our trases. When we’re kissed, it’s a karess.
Why “C” has no sound of its own, not one of us kan guess.
When the sirkus komes to town, it’s happened onse or twise
that the krokodiles eskape. It isn’t very nise.
Townfolks run and skurry—skared as they kan be,
for katastrophes kan happen when krokodiles run free.
It isn’t too konvenient, as you kan klearly see
to be a kurly letter the likes of letter “C”
that’s firmly in the middle, with no sound of its own.
Does “C” dream of being “S” when it’s fully grown?
For “The Letter C” prompt by Daily Inkling.
Our Halloween was chill and wet. Still, 11 Trick or Treaters braved the weather. I did another post of them in color but I kind of like these black and white photos as well. I know it is stretching it to enter them in Cee’s black and white Tongues and Tails challenge. Not all of these beasts have tales, but I guarantee they all have tongues.
Click on first photo to enlarge all. Which do you prefer, color or black and white?
