Truculent Twos and the Fourth of July
A starburst of fireworks up in the sky
caught the truculent child’s wandering eye.
Took his mind off his troubles and saved the vacation
which had formerly suffered from his tribulation.
His folks’ cogent reasonings wondering why
could not hold a candle to things in the sky
that vanquished his agony, lifting him higher
toward massive explosions of glorious fire.
Prompts today are starburst, cogent, truculent, intrusive, trouble and vacation.
If you are a Quordle addict and have not yet solved the October 13, 2022 puzzle, please do not read this blog until you have. (The image above is of an old game, but the one at the end of this post is today’s solution. Consider yourself warned!!!!)
Okay, I have a confession to make. Every night, no matter how exhausting my day has been, I must wait for the turn of midnight so I can go quickly to three websites in turn: Wordle, Word Huddle and Quordle. If you don’t know what they are, look them up, but be warned that they are addictive.
One reason I feel compelled to solve these word puzzles as soon after their posting as possible is because I know Forgottenman will be doing the same and will report (smugly or disappointedly) his scores for the first two. (He refuses to do Quordle, in spite of the fact that I tell him it is the most fun of all.) The truth is that I think it jinxes my luck if I hear his scores first, so I feel the need to hurry and do at least the two he does before I consult Skype again. Sometimes I beat him and smugly (or disappointedly) report my score. Here is my last Skype to Forgottenman last night, regarding Quordle, which gives you 9 chances to discover 4 words simultaneously. Other than that, it is just like Wordle:
1:00 A.M.
Me: Quordle in 8. Would you believe, the last word was outgo??? I’d never heard of it.
1:01 A.M.
Me: Right after I ingo, I discover I have to outgo! What a bother…. ;o)
Jungle Walk
(With thanks to Miss Emily)
A narrow fellow in the grass
might be construed to let you pass,
but reptiles cannot be persuaded
to permit trespass unaided
by veneer of boot or shoe
to protect the foot of you.
Thus does impartial nature seek
to aid the strong over the weak.
So if you favor health and bod,
When taking walks, please come well-shod.
Prompt words today are veneer, weak, persuade, construe, reptile and narrow.
Although I wasn’t thinking of it when I wrote this post, later, while answering a comment to Sadje, I remembered that I had had my own barefooted jungle adventure in 1973 that I wrote about in my blog in 2014. Here is a link to it: https://judydykstrabrown.com/2014/10/15/bali-bound/
Religion and Politics
The ductile masses are easily led
either in affection or body or head,
to memorize lies emphatically told
and transformed from listless to dangerously bold.
Facts sprinkled with hatred may cause them to totter,
and thus are men led to riot and slaughter.
The rules of religion devoid of its heart
are often what rip the world’s humans apart.
Rigidity slams the door to detente,
replacing our “should” with what tyrants “want.”
What they call truth is merely illusion,
leading the masses to senseless delusion.
Look to the truth of the holy writ
and try to see who profits from it.
Is it the person making the rules
profiting by their control of fools?
Prompt words are memorize, listless, sprinkle,ductile, slam and emphatically.
Irresistible
Dishabille in a manner that other girls seek,
she was blonde and piquant and golden and Greek.
The men swarmed around her every night
named her “Pepperoncini” and all craved a bite.
No one could predict what she’d wear, say or do,
for each day she invented her image anew.
Her restoration might be crazy dresses
a new career or wild colored tresses.
But in spite of the changes—the weird fuss and fiddle,
she remained the fun girl who was caught in the middle.
No change could obscure her irresistible soul
at sixty years young, still every man’s goal.
Prompt words today are dishabille, predict, pepperoncini, restoration and middle.
Click on photos to enlarge and view as slide series.
This was my favorite Glenn Yarbrough album and it seems appropriate to share it here:https://open.spotify.com/album/7gEsJaa39X17rzsLY59yrI
These photos were taken within a 30 minute period when I was in the pool very early Thursday morning. and started when all three dogs came up at the same time vying for my attention. Some of the photos definitely need to be enlarged to see them adequately. To enlarge photos, just click on them.
for CBWC Candid photos prompt
Writing a Poem with the Radio On
Makes me want to cry, all the cowboys with guitars
strumming in accompaniment to a world
whizzing through a universe it can barely comprehend.
The world is a wall that is crumbling, crumbling,
and no amount of musical mortar can keep up with it.
Lyrics on the radio swirl into a quagmire
of words to be written,
lists of what to do.
A new riff floats my mind away:
her backdoor screen is closed.
Turn around,
turn around my darling
or the world is lost.
Everything so crazy
it makes him want to cry
Drowning my sorrows in his,
the task of this poem remains unaccomplished.
The small dog cries over an untossed ball.
Yolanda with her mop, dispenses advice and laughs at my jokes.
That melody fading into silence,
I wait for a new one to begin.
For dVerse Poets Beat Poetry Prompt they ask us to write a stream of consciousness poem . Go HERE to read other poems of this ilk. Photo by Dave Weatherall on Unsplash.
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