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Tough Girl
Tough Girl
She’s a diamond in the rough,
shiny, beautiful and tough.
Not one to be steered by force,
she’ll decide her lifetime’s course.
Not likely to be shamed or battered,
no way will her dreams be shattered.
She will boggle macho men,
for she won’t play the cackling hen.
Won’t be distracted from her goal
of what she feels to be her role.
Be just what she wants to be,
undeflected by any “he.”
Prompts today are boggle, shattered, distracted, cackle, decide and diamond. Image by Kiana Bosman on Unsplash.
Let’s Walk!
Let’s Walk!
Your trendy vinyl raincoat should have served as premonition
that there’d be a soggy ending to our expedition.
Now the clouds are scudding over and the rain begins to fall
in a trance-inducing rhythm that socks it to us all
as we boogie down the sidewalk on the way to somewhere better
that now we’ll get to faster and for sure a whole lot wetter.
that there’d be a soggy ending to our expedition.
Now the clouds are scudding over and the rain begins to fall
in a trance-inducing rhythm that socks it to us all
as we boogie down the sidewalk on the way to somewhere better
that now we’ll get to faster and for sure a whole lot wetter.
Prompt words today are sock, premonition, scud, trendy, trance and vinyl.
Spinning Tales
When I talkied about my laptop computers not lasting much longer than five years, Martha Kennedy commented “Same here. All one (of mine) does is play YouTube I project on my TV monitor for riding the Bike to Nowhere.” When I commented that I’d like to steal, with attribution, that phrase “Bike to Nowhere” and write a poem about it, she generously agreed, so here it is:
Spinning Tales
As I go spinning on the bike to nowhere,
imagination knows no bounds.
Earlier adventures catch up to me,
jump on the handlebars and hitch a ride.
Riding the highway shoulders
north and south and east—
gravel corridors with their destinations
too far away to ever be reached.
Lunch in a brown paper bag,
top twisted in the bike’s basket.
My tan Hiawatha,
my best friend’s blue Schwinn.
Passed up by boys
with fishing rods
fastened to rear fenders,
somewhere to go revealed
by their hurry to get there.
Our kick stands
useless in the soft dirt,
our bikes lie toppled over
beside us.
As we lie flat-backed in the grass
beside the North Dam,
we hear them cast their lines, again and again,
into the fruitless water.
My ham salad, her peanut butter,
potato chips in a twist-tie baggie—
all I remember of earlier rides
almost lost to memory.
Persian Daisy: FOTD Jan 9, 2023
Trump Card
Trump Card
Spin your web. Enact your plan.
Insist you’re of the common man.
Hang a pendant on a chain
Sway it forth and back again
just a dozen times or so,
mesmerizing in its flow.
If you mollify their fears
with promises placed in their ears,
you need give them little proof.
Just call the liberals aloof
and assure them that you’re not.
They’ll overlook your sins and yacht.
Call black white and call white black.
Blame others for what they lack.
Forbid care for the halt and lame.
Point a finger, blame the blame.
Soon they’ll have you in their head.
Certain folks like to be led.
Monkey see and monkey do.
The gullible will follow you
Prompt words today are follow, mollify, monkey, dozen and gullible.
Babies Sleeping
They are Tres Reyes Rosca Babies…baked into the Three Kings cake. Whoever gets one has to provide the tamales for the Candelaria celebration on Feb. 2. Jan. 6 is supposedly when the 3 kings visited and is the 12th day of Christmas. Candelaria marks the last day. It is the day when everyone takes the baby Jesus from their house’s creche to the church to be blessed so you see people all over carrying babies. The first time I saw businessmen on the subway in Mexico city carrying what looked like baby dolls, I couldn’t figure it out. At any rate…these are the tiny figures baked into Rosca all over Mexico. Congratulations to Bruce Horn who was the first to guess it. If you didn’t see the first post on this, see it HERE. There were many clever guesses regarding what these little figures were. It was hard to distinguish their size as there was no way to tell they were just 1½ inches high. I loved the creativity of the answers. Thanks for playing along.
What Are They???
Can anyone tell me what these are? No fair looking at comments before you do. Guesses are fine. After reading the first comments, I must say that people have come up with some great (wrong) answers. After you make yours, read the other comments. I’ve loved them. When you tire of guessing, you can find the answer HERE.
Favorite Photos of 2022
Snails can wreak havoc with flowers and leaves.
Closeup
Water Lily
Zoe goes after Jesus’s socks
Broken thoughts
Please Click on Photos to Enlarge.
Vacation Plans
Vacation Plans
Since my store of giddy-up is no longer stellar,
I’m limiting vacation plans to rooftop room and cellar.
My travel guru’s dubious. She says I’ll change my mind.
She thinks I’m merely ground down by the daily grind.
Though I rehearse refusals, the practice doesn’t work.
She merely puts them down as a momentary quirk.
In fact she has been needling me to book a new vacation
and poo-poos my refusals to my great perturbation.
My stubborn change of attitude regarding foreign travel,
she’s sure that she can pick at till it starts to unravel;
but these are the travel plans for which I’d like to vouch.
The scenery is gorgeous between my bed and couch!
Prompt words today are travel, roof, guru, dubious, needle and rehearsal.
