Taken a few nights ago during a very late-night swim. Dark and overcast, no stars, steaming water in the pool. A moody scene.
Mid-night Still Life
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Purple Passions
Purple Passions
These purple flowers, blooming in profusion,
create a sharp tang, and at first some confusion
until I remember that purple on lips
painted by numerous slurpings and sips
of grape-flavored Popcicles, iced Koolaid,
andgrape jelly sandwiches that my mom made.
Then they rekindle other metaphors
for long-ago youth: those much-slammed screen doors,
watermelon pickles and lemon ices,
as substitutions, nothing suffices.
Withdrawal from these childhood passions
created lusts for other things— fashions,
Jewelry, shoes and purses and joys
even more luscious, resulting in boys,
contradicting beliefs that naught else would suffice
for grape jelly sandwiches and lemon ice!!!
Thus may a color rekindle fond thoughts
and return us to passions we had as mere tots.
Prompt words today are purple, rekindle, metaphor, contradict, withdrawal, lemon ices.
Heart of the Flower: FOTD, Aug 18, 2022
Groupie
Groupie
Pardon me if I point out that you’re so very very.
When you’re sad, disconsolate, ecstatic when you’re merry.
You put pizazz in all you do.Your humor is pervasive.
Week-by-week it’s passed along, most comically invasive.
Your life must read like fiction, it’s so novel and so varied.
I’d hop up on your bandwagon, but, alas, you’re married!!!!
Prompt words today are pizazz, week, pervasive, novel, fiction and very. Image by Simon Maennling @ Unsplash.
Shadows and Reflections for CFFC
Shadow
It all started with the shadow of my watch. For some reason, it intrigued me, but I didn’t think I’d ever find a place to use it. Next came Cee’s CFFC prompt and “Zing!” Had to add some companions as well, however. Thanks, Cee.
Public Art in Ajijic, Mexico: Looking Out, Looking In
Ball Mortality Thanks to Morrie
Ball Mortality Thanks to Morrie
He gores them and he punctures them and rips them on the bias,
demanding that we throw them from the pool or on the playas.
Every time we throw a ball, he’ll chase it and then snatch it,
and one time out of four, he’ll meet it in the air and catch it.
Then he will purloin it and we find when he is finished
somehow our tennis ball supply is rapidly diminished.
This radical behavior is supported by each caster
who realizes unthrown balls are the real disaster.
And so our local sports supply store profits from our loss
because we have to soon replace every ball we toss!
Prompt words of the day are ball, supply, gore, bias, disaster and radical.
R.I.P. Gloria
My wonderful friend of over 20 years passed away this evening after a long fight. I have taken so many photos of her over the years that I wanted to share them and since there are way too many to send via email, I’m taking this way to do so. I hope even those of you who didn’t know her except through my blog might enjoy seeing the photos of this beautiful woman. She was a fine artist and writer as well as an adventurous soul who had many far flung adventures in her life, moving from New York City to Florida to the Grand Canyon to Ecuador and finally to Mexico. She leaves behind her three sons: Steve, Robert and John as well as grandchildren and friends from years living in both Guadalajara and Ajijic. R.I.P. dear friend. Here lie recorded our many adventures together.
with Son John and Chee Lung
Gloria with sons Robert and Steve.
Jim, her partner for many years
Hat Face
With Duckie and Little Duck
More Hat Face
Tenacatita
Hanging out in trees
She tells them so well.
Selfie
Queen Gloria
2005
Gloria and son John
Gloria’s birthday.
Finally slowing down
a Mixed Media collage
No one looks better in a hat.
Remember Gloria’s Walmart adventure in PV?
Gloria and Judy Reeves, PV Writing Retreat
With Sons Robert and Steve
Acapulco Writing Retreat
Gloria and Steven
The pork shank!!!!
The great boating adventure
Trying a new look
Gloria’s 88th birthday
Writing Retreat Across the lake
One of the few photos we have together since I’m always the one behind the camera.
Writing retreat in Culiacan
Gloria and Harriet
2007
Body ornamentation
2004
A lovely woman at every stage of life.
Strappy Stilettos
Strappy Stilettos
I languish in these pointy shoes with their flimsy straps.
My ankles teeter with their height, I poke out through their gaps.
I don’t appreciate the fact that they’re the current style.
You try walking in such shoes mile after mile!
The material that forms them is so sparing and so meager
that I’ll be darned if I can figure out why gals are eager
to teeter down the street in them or wear them out to dance.
Trying to walk on shoes like this is taking quite a chance!
The truth lies in the fact that shoes like this must be the fashion
of men for whom the look of things is their only passion.
Safety and walkability cannot be their goal,
for feet were not created to balance on a pole
held in by straps that mean the heels can slide from side to side,
prompting a proclivity to stumble and to slide.
Mr. Choo and Ferragamo, if they ever tried to wear them
might have found their shoes inclined to torture and to scare them.
There should be a special Hell made for designers who maintain
that for the sake of passion one must succumb to the pain
of shoes that are a torture. They should have to walk a mile in them
and while they are in agony, be forced to feign a smile in them!!!!
Prompt words today are: pointy shoes, languish, lie, meager, appreciate and flimsy. Image by Femme Spirit @Unsplash.
