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What Would Have Happened If?

What would have happened if?

Nothing buffers age
like a good riddle.

It piques our mind
and lets the prim leak out,

stirs up creativity
and encourages
that dangerous not-knowing
to race around our memories,
kicking up past naughties
piled in their corners.

Answering it gives us other
lives, unlived, to be imagined.

A ladder out of loneliness,
a hand-up out of lethargy,
escape from the same-old same-old.

What
would
have
happened
if?

 

Prompt words today are: nothing, age, buffer, prim, dangerous and riddle

Sad Truth

“Nightmares,” for Wordle 601

Nightmares

One night out of ten I ride these ghostly horses.
They toss their heads and whinny as they take me through their courses.
They are the wandering skeletons of a bygone life
when I was a child or when I was a wife.
They remind me of my promises and break them once again,
replay all the suffering of places I have been.
They point out what I wanted and what I didn’t get,
relate every failure and recall every debt.
They nightly make me prisoner and make me walk the walk.
They bring me to my knees, my head upon the block
as my past life streams before me and I listen to the chatter
of all those bygone comments I was convinced didn’t matter.
How I dread their hoofbeats, these horses of the night,
and how glad I am they vanish with the coming of the light.

 

For The Sunday Whirl Wordle 601 the prompts are: block call promise dreams stream life wandering skeletons want knees suffering listen

Poet Think

Poet Think

The brain is a contraption that hasn’t any muscle.
It depends on other things for its schemes and hustle.
Our skull makes it impregnable by ordinary means,
but inside it’s fat, salt, water, carbohydrates and proteins.
It can be your enemy or it can be your buddy.
Sometimes it’s filled with thoughts profuse. At other times, it’s muddy.
When it plods along its movement is a bit pedestrian,
but on a good day it begins to move with speed equestrian.
Feed your brain and I am sure it will take care of you,
and if you’re lucky every day think up a poem anew!!!!

 

Prompt words today are muscle, impregnable, equestrian, profuse, mud and contraption. Image by Milad Fakuri on Unsplash.

Fresh Kalanchoe: FOTD Apr 15, 2023

For Cee’s FOTD

Click on photos to enlarge.

I can’t decide which I like best so I’m including them all. Why not?  

Again, I went to buy soil and ended up with an entire trunk full of plants. It started with these lovely kalanchoes. Two plants–you can see a bit of the yellow one in one of the photos. There is such a variety of colors even from plant to plant. One yellow is not exactly the same as the other. I love this unbrash creamy color of yellow as opposed to lemon yellow plus the variation of the orange which unfolds from its blush peach fist to the more vivid orange flower.

I went out to snap a few new photos of flowers and ended up trimming all of the plants in the entire back porch plus the lower level around the studio and the side of the terrace. Two hours later, I came up to post this!  You can hardly pass for the heaps of weeds and dry leaves and branches in the pathways and corridors. A surprise for Pasiano on Monday. I trim, he clears away and bags up.

Vermillion Flycatcher: Bird of the Week

 

 

I love this perky little Vermillion Flycatcher and nominate her as Bird of the Week!!!

For the Bird of the Week Prompt

U.S. Has More Guns Than People!!! Guns: Leading Cause of Deaths in U.S. Children

Why are legislators refusing to ban assault weapons and to pass stricter gun control laws????

Intimations of Mortality

Intimations of Mortality

Though I am still active, for sure I’m not my best.
Whereas once I boogied, now I find I’d rather rest.
I know I’m winding down for sure but I feel I must
achieve those things I said I’d do before I bite the dust.
While I’m waiting to be cancelled, I’ve agreed that I’ll  be wise.
My finale bears no stigma, for everybody dies.

 

Prompt words today are  wise, agree, finale, stigma, active and cancelled.

And for NaPoWriMo

Plumeria: FOTD, April 8, 2023


For Cee’s FOTD

Generation, for Stream of Consciousness Saturday, Apr 8, 2023

 

Generation

     My ration of the genes meted out to my family has, I admit, been wasted. I’ve had no children linked to my ancestors.  I have helped raise my husband’s children and been a loving aunt to nieces and nephews, but my only creations have been stories and poems written on paper or a computer screen,  handmade paper lifted from molds and deckles, jewelry formed from  metal cut, patterned, forged and soldered  and retablos constructed of the found fragments of other people’s lives.  They are what I offer to upcoming generations: a brooch, a lamp, a retablo, a poem, a vignette or a book—these are the things i’ve given birth to that will perhaps live after me.

 

 

The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “start with gen.”
Other prompts for today are trip, mumble, incapacitated, hale, draw and taste.