Why I do not Ham on Rye it
You cannot borrow steal or buy it.
Sumo wrestlers never try it.
Female starlets do or die it.
Vitamin makers fortify it
You never cookie, cake or pie it.
Pizza parlors terrify it.
Now and then I me oh my it,
but I hope I don’t defy it,
for if I ever hope to guy it,
I simply must stay on my diet!
For dVerse Poets, a poem of negation.
Mirror Image
Who is the person
reflected in my mirror
over the past 77 years?
First me
then my mother
then my grandmother.
A reflection first of youth,
then lines
deepening into cracks.
It took me a minute to write the poem but two plus hours of sorting through 160,000 photos in my photo file to find photos to use with it. I never did find the actual photo I wanted to use. So goes life. It is true that a few years ago I started to see my mother instead of me when I looked in the mirror. Recently, it is my grandmother’s deeper wrinkles I see.
For this week’s W3 prompt, Tia offers us the following guidelines:
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For Cee’s FOTD
How Much is Enough?
(Appraising the Situation)
Enough’s too much when it comes to fish
or any other smelly dish.
Too much for castor oil in spoons
or relatives on honeymoons.
Amoebas? Any one’s too much,
and a date who wants you to go Dutch
clearly tells you he’s not “it.”
One mosquito, when you’re bit,
is not “enough,” but “one too many.”
when your preference is “not any!”
Kids with colds and snoopy neighbors,
tiresome chores and heavy labors,
bitter pills and jerked-off scabs,
rainy days with no free cabs,
diarrhea, scabies, gout?
Too much! Too much, without a doubt!
“Enough’s enough” is repetitious,
obvious and almost vicious.
So don’t go spouting it at me.
I hate cliches from A to Z.
I won’t have any said to me.
If you use them, you’re dead to me!
“It is sufficient” I will accept.
“I’ll have no more” is most adept.
But don’t go muttering platitudes
at folks like me with attitudes,
or I promise we’ll be getting rough
enough to prompt, “Enough’s enough!”
For Writer’s Digest Poetry prompt: Appraisal Image by Tonmoy on Unsplash.
We were sorta wary of perhaps encountering a shark after a shark incident 20 kilometers south of La Manzanilla a year ago. Luckily, we didn’t encounter one in the water but then the second to last day, this one washed ashore!!!
This is the first time I’ve been back to La Manzanilla in a year and the activity was amazing with thousands of sardines jumping up into the air around us and frigate birds and pelicans swooping down to try to catch them. This video shows frigate birds diving to scoop up sardines from the beach.
The first fish looks sculpted from sand but was actually a real dead fish that had been beached, coated by sand and somewhat ossified. All first 5 photos taken in a 24 hour period on the beach in front of our beach rental in La Manzanilla. As for the apple, 2 mornings before, I had written a poem about an apple on my blog, and searched for a photo in my photo file. Finally found one and posted it, then came out to the beach and discovered this apple lodged under the bottom of my beach chair. I needed a photo. Nature provided!
For Cee’s FOTD
For Cee’s FOTD
This heartiest of flowers formed many memories in my childhood, from holding it under your chin to see if it reflected or not (Was it to see if you were telling the truth? Can’t remember) to making flower chains with them, to blowing their white fluff away to scatter in all directions with the result that it was later necessary to pick hundreds of new dandelions out of the lawn! They were the one flower that was ever-present during the spring, summer and fall.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 