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Harridan

Harridan

I’m standing at the crossroads between a saint and bitch.
Schooled in forebearance, I’ve stayed within my nitch.
But lately things are changing. I’m losing self-control.
The hounds of Hell have been released and now they’re on patrol.
They’re fluting all the pillars formerly unmarked—
scoring them with unfurled claws every time they’ve barked.

Soon I will be certified as a nagging crone—
the sort of aging harpie who prefers to live alone.
I’m sure its hard to fathom it, as perfect as I’ve been,
kowtowing to authority—especially to men.
But privilege must come to all as we come to age,
so I’m expressing sovereignty, at least here on the page.

 

Word prompts today are flute, crossroads, certified, bitch. Image by Camila Quintero Franco on Unsplash.

Five Major Annoyances!!!!!!

 

1.Drivers that hold up an entire string of traffic behind them for the entire cycle of a green light to enable them to make an illegal left-hand turn as the light turns red.

2.  People who tell pointless looooooong stories, relating every detail about people you don’t know and will never know.

3.  Tiny writing on business cards or medicine bottles or instruction cards when there is an equal amount of blank space that could have been used to double the size of the print.

4. Computer apps that keep changing their formats and the position of things without making anything clearer or easier to use. Skype and Hotmail Outlook and Facebook, I’m talking about you!!!!!

5. Apps. that ask me for my password every time I use them in spite of the fact that I’ve marked the square to “remember this password.” And then don’t accept the password!!!!

Grrrrrr… now you have me all stirred up!!!!!

For: https://fivedotoh.com/2022/02/02/5-things-annoyances/

Hot Wax, Cold Water


Hot Wax, Cold Water

He who seeks to dip his wick
should study well which girl to pick.
She was a candlemaker’s daughter,
who lived by what her father taught her,
and though he wooed and thought he’d caught her,
melted wax that meets cold water
floats on top and forms a crust
quickly quenching any lust.

If he seeks to woo and win her,
it will take much more than dinner,
pop of cork and candlelight.
A match, a sip and then a bite
are not sufficient to win a dame
accustomed to a candle’s flame.
He’d do much better if at the start

he had sought to melt her heart.

 

For Bushboy’s Challenge: Hot Wax, Cold Water. (To see the original post that prompted this challenge, go HERE. To see Bushboy’s poem, go HERE.

“See No Evil” Odd Squared Challenge, Feb 2022

 

This is my favorite sculpture of the dozens that line Main Street in Sheridan, Wyoming. A clever rendition of “See No Evil.”

For the  Square Odds prompt

What is it? Last on the Card: Jan, 2022

What is it? Click on photos to enlarge. Cee, Carol, Carol and Marilyn–no fair guessing.

 

For: The Last on the Card Prompt

Ponzi Scheme

Ponzi Scheme

They say that you are struggling to be what you purport.
Meanwhille, your flame is flickering. You’ve little real support.
Although you gave appearance of being strong and wise,

you were only surreptitious—a serpent in disguise.
You claimed to be clairvoyant, so why didn’t you foresee
the crumbling of the pyramid of your prosperity? 

Prompt words today are flickering, clairvoyant, surreptitious, purport and struggle.

Aloe Vera Bloom Macro: FOTD Jan 29, 2022

 

This is the first time I’ve seen an aloe vera bloom in this manner. It is a huge cluster which grew on the end of the flower spike that usually looks like this:

 

Does anyone know what is going on here?

For Cee’s FOTD

San Juan Cosala Women’s Invitational Writeup in the Guadalajara Reporter

Thanks, Bethany Putnam, for your lovely writeup of the San Juan Cosala Women’s Invitational Retablo show in the Guadalajara Reporter!! The show will remain up for two more weeks. You can view it from 10 to 2 or 4 to 8 Tuesday through Saturday at Isidro’s gallery 1/2 block west of Viva Mexico on Porfirio Diaz in San Juan Cosala. That is the street that runs along the lake side of the plaza.

What Are They? Answers

Harpo Marx’s sperm?

Yesterday I published photos of three objects and asked readers to guess what they were. There were some great answers. Go HERE to see the photos and funny (and sometimes correct) answers.

What they really were was 1. a cluster of thousands of Daddy Long Legs, banded together for protection and warmth. The blob was at least 14 inches long and 8 inches across and stuck out about 6 inches from the wall. When disturbed, they would all scatter, then cluster together again. Those hairy parts sticking out are actually their legs sticking out.  2. The second photo was a clear helium balloon with small LED lights wound around it on tiny wires. 3. The third were actual seeds from a Birds of Paradise flower. Surreal.  To see the answers folks gave to “What is it?” click on the link above. Thanks for all of you who played along by guessing.

If you want to see a video of the Daddy Long Legs from another year, go HERE. They are not, by the way, spiders.

Poetic Reconstruction

Although this was published, it isn’t showing up in The Reader, so I’m trying reblogging it.

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Poetic Reconstruction

I’m going to the hospital. I’ve made a reservation,
for I am much in need of a creative restoration.

I need an operation to regain my way of seeing.
I’m going to regain my glow–the fiber of my being.

I suffer from prosaism. Triteness clogs each vein.
My poetic diagnosis? Derivative. Inane.

The abundance of my poems does not refute the fact
of the originality that lately they have lacked.

So, take me to the hospital. I’m ready to be cut.
I’m ready to be lifted from my creative rut.

Unveil my eyes, unblock my brain. Clear pathways to my heart,
but as you improve parts of it, please leave the broken part.

For all the pleasures of the world do not make up a whole.
It also takes some sorrows to feed a poet’s soul.

Prompt words today are abundance, hospital, fiber, prosaism and

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