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Beloved

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Beloved

Each morning when I wake
to shrill alarm or sweet bird song,
depending upon the requirements of my day,
you are the first to greet my opening eyes.
You rest there on the pillow next to me
in the bed where first I, then you,
have fallen to sleep the night before
too soon, too soon,
before half our words were said.

It is the first stroke of my fingers
that brings you finally to life.
Your countenance lights up
and the same love words
I revealed to you last night
are returned to me.

My hands caress
and new words come easily
first to me, then to you.
I touch gently all
your fine smoothness,
getting back
everything that I give
equal measure,
continuing our long love story
of give and take
as I shift your light frame onto my lap
to stroke your separate parts
from question mark to exclamation point.

Could a PC ever rouse this passion in me?
No way, MacBook Air. Thou art my love!

The SOCS prompt is “Love” of course. Happy Valentine’s Day !!!!

“Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire” for Fibbing Friday

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For Fibbing Friday, the task at hand is to define these words:

1. lowkenuinely: A lowest ranking in one’s range of knowledge or insight
2. gruzz: Those scruffy short whiskers it is the fashion for men to leave on cheeks and          neck, as though they haven’t bothered to shave for a day or two. 
3. nerf: A nerd with gruzz.
4. 41: A steak sauce created from mixing Worcestershire Sauce and 57 Sauce.
5. AFAIK: Someone who is not genuine.
6. agentic: Able to grant wishes.
7. aura farming: A lightbulb factory.
8. bed rotting: An untended flower patch.
9. blep: A softly rolled terrycloth washcloth specifically used for erasing ink errors.
10. bloatware: Photographic filming equipment specifically engineered to make a character look fatter than they really are.

Illustration created with the help of AI.

Home Traveler for dVerse Poets

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Walk this way.
Kenya, 1967, Tsavo Game Preserve. Our bus had tipped over and thus we walked!
And, in spite of the fact that there had been only a few sprinkles early on during our walk,
Finally, I walked back across the square to the side entrance of the Casa Cultural.
Time to go, Grandma. Here’s your walking stick!
I know how to walk! I’m gonna walk my own way.
Beach walking
Me, at age 2, journeying into inner spaces.
Another inner journey.

Home Traveler

Alone, or with the teeming throng,
I go on journeys short or long.
Walking by choice in foreign places,
I study unfamiliar faces.
But when I finally go to bed,
I journey farther within my head,
those trips to town forgotten while
I journey mile after mile.
Eschewing trips to foreign places,
I journey into inner spaces.

For dVerse poets

Creation

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Creation

I chop my life up into bits, incongruous and varied:
struggles, victories, tragic loves, the day that I got married.
Clashes create beauty as pains mix up with cheers,
making a lovely pattern as each new piece appears.

In stories as in patchwork quilts, all bits are not roses.
Part of the beauty comes from the pain that it exposes.
We put our art together, fragment after patch
and no pattern emerges if all the pieces match.

A convenient truth of works of art as well as that of life:
beauty’s found in perfection, but also found in strife.
Sweet berries come with brambles and each rose has its thorn.
Both great passion and great pain predate the time we’re born.

Perhaps pain is the awful price that we have to pay
to experience the pleasure of when it goes away.
So with the ugly fabric that finds a place to fit
when contrasting beauty is stitched in next to it.

Life is a lovely story, but not all of it is writ.
Why were we created if not to add to it?
In taking all the pieces we’re provided with,
We take part in creation by adding to the myth.

 

The What’s Going On prompt is Creation

My Live Interview with OC Publishing Tues. Feb 10, 2 PM Central Time

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The Numbers Game #111. Please Play Along. Feb 9, 2026

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Welcome to “The Numbers Game #111. Today’s number is 233.To play along, go to your  photos file folder and type the number  233 into the search bar. Then post a selection of the photos you find that include that number and post a link to your blog in my Numbers Game blog of the day. If instead of numbers, you have changed the identifiers of all your photos into words, pick a word or words to use instead, and show us a variety of photos that contain that word in the title. This prompt will repeat each Monday with a new number. If you want to play along, please put a link to your blog in comments below. 

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Noodled

 

 

A new Bracelet

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I assembled 90 different bracelets of this ilk a few years ago at the beach. I did the clasps on two of them and hired someone to do the fourth. The rest reside all assembled in my studio, waiting for someone to do the final joining. It is very complicated to join all these different elements and it took me hours today after making a bunch of dumb moves to complete this one. Would love to hire someone to do the final joining on the rest.  Here is my newest:

It is turquoise, woven thread, clay and fiber. The woven and fiber bracelets I bought from different beach vendors. The beads I strung. Below is the clasp, but my finish work on the back is kind of messy. I’ll show other solutions and bracelets tomorrow.

 

Isidro’s Studio For Cellpic Sunday

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These are photos I took when I visitied Isidro’ Xilonzóchitl’s studio during the art tour. Can’t resist adding this video of his granddaughters putting on a little show to the music in the other room:

For Cellpic Sunday

For Fibbing Friday

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For Fibbing Friday, this week’s assignment is:

Mixed bag of silliness this week:
Your suggestions for these please!

1.  What is a mamba? A mother sheep.
2.  What is a rumba? A negative response to any drink made with Bacardi.
3.  What is a samba? The result of Sam Shepherd taking his name seriously.
4.  What is a metronome? An elf living in a city.
5.  What is a mantra? Someone who has transitioned from female to male.
6.  What is a salsa? It is a condiment often matched with pepper, ma’am.
7.  What is a cappella? A small hat.
8.  What is canasta? A tubular lidded container for storing flour or other kitchen staples.
9.  What is alabaster? How liquid is dispersed over meat while cooking.
10. What is a stanza? An abbreviation for street and half of the name of a Gabor sister.

One Bird or Two? For Monochrome Madness

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For Monochrome Madness