The only thing prettier than a flower is a flower with raindrops. See Cee’s HERE.
FOTD Jan 26, 2020
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Last Light: Becky’s Square Challenge
Chocolate Cake–Musical Version
I have three different friends who have set my poems to music. Here’s another one recorded by Christine Anfossie, who also wrote the music. Thanks, Steve Raschke, for doing the remastering. I’ve published the poem before, but to listen to the musical version, click on the arrow below. If the arrow doesn’t work for you, click on the link below it. The picture will vanish, but you’ll hear the song.. Weird. For some reason some browsers won’t let you use the arrow.
Chocolate
You’re being good and I am not.
I broke my diet and got caught.
I’d have resisted if I could,
but chocolate cake just looked so good.
I bought a piece, not a whole cake.
I thought a meal of it I’d make.
But now you feel you must rebut
my obvious need for chocolate.
Will you soon go? It’s getting late,
and there’s this chocolate on my plate.
And though I know it’s impolite,
the chances that I’ll share are slight.
Of your smug lecture I’ve had enough
and now it’s my turn to be tough.
If you must fall from your high throne
and dine on cake, go buy your own!
A Stroll through the Backyard at Sunset, FOTD Jan 25, 2020
I can’t for the life of me remember what this plant is. I’d go out and look but it’s midnight and dark out there. I’ll gather more information tomorrow.
See Cee’s gorgeous dahlia HERE.
Nose Job
Nose Job
The precipitant of my angst is this macro of my nose.
I didn’t vie for this when my friend asked me to pose.
I thought she’d use my profile in a locket or some token,
not knowing that she’d use it for purposes unspoken.
If she had told me earlier what the shot was for,
I would not have been compliant. I’d have shown her to the door.
It’s true my nose is cone-shaped, but no one has ever rated it,
disparaged it or laughed at it or scoffed at or debated it.
So, her dad’s a plastic surgeon and what did he use it for?
Someone else the “after,” and my nose the “before!!!”
Yesterday a letter came–inside two hundred bucks
for my rights to the photo from the clinic mucky-mucks.
I’ve discovered I’m no beauty, and yet I’m charmed in life.
I just got a “nose job” without suffering the knife!!
I didn’t vie for this when my friend asked me to pose.
I thought she’d use my profile in a locket or some token,
not knowing that she’d use it for purposes unspoken.
If she had told me earlier what the shot was for,
I would not have been compliant. I’d have shown her to the door.
It’s true my nose is cone-shaped, but no one has ever rated it,
disparaged it or laughed at it or scoffed at or debated it.
So, her dad’s a plastic surgeon and what did he use it for?
Someone else the “after,” and my nose the “before!!!”
Yesterday a letter came–inside two hundred bucks
for my rights to the photo from the clinic mucky-mucks.
I’ve discovered I’m no beauty, and yet I’m charmed in life.
I just got a “nose job” without suffering the knife!!
Today’s prompt words are macro, profile, precipitant, cone and unspoken.
Hibiscus Macro: FOTD, Jan 24, 2020
Cattitude
Cattitude
The grey cat cries and cries for food, but in spite of her bitchin’,
it seems there’s naught to satisfy her in her master’s kitchen.
She would not eat the Whiskas tuna that she loved last week.
Fresh hamburger? She only deigned to have a peek.
Pork tenderloin she shuns as well as beef and cream and cheese.
A bit of gravy is another treat that does not please.
Fresh bass I bought and poached for her merely got the nose.
No mouth was closed upon it. It was not a taste she chose.
Chicken in soup with veggies? She chanced to have a taste,
then raised her nose and flicked her tail and made away in haste.
There’s canned tuna on the counter with the other four
new cat foods that I bought today at the cat food store.
I’ll try them out tomorrow, but I do not have much hope.
Chances are her majesty will only sniff and mope.
What is it with these felines that gives them attitude?
I’ve never seen the double of this old girl’s cattitude.
She awakens me at scandalous times, demanding of her feed,
then looks at me askance when I attempt to fill her need.
I fear it’s true she’s skin and bones––my fault it is supposed,
but I assure you that her fast is strictly self-imposed!!!
Not fiction! I made a special trip into town today in spite of my wracking cough, donned a face mask and braved Walmart. I bought fresh fish, which I abhor, for the first time in my life, along with all of the foods mentioned above and so far, she chanced one tiny bite. But, just checked and she drank all of the fresh cream I poured out for her. Her highness is satiated for the time being!
I’m linking this to dVerse Poets’ Open Link Night. See other poems HERE.
And to see their website, go HERE.
Nosy Questions
A friend asked these questions on Facebook. Thought I’d share them with you. Here are my answers. To play along, copy them and change the answers to your own. Please publish a link to your answers in comments below:
1. Do you like mustard? Yes
2. Choice of carbonated drink? SanPellegrino Clementina
3. Do you own a gun? No
4. Whiskey, Tequilla, Rum or Vodka? Gin
5. Hot dogs or Cheeseburgers? Both
6. Favorite Type Of Food? Mexican, Chinese, Thai
7. Do you believe in ghosts? Yes
8. What do you drink in the mornings? Papaya Smoothie
9. Can you do a 100 Pushups? Can’t do one.
10. Summer, Winter, spring or fall?? Summer, Spring, Fall
11. Favorite hobby? Making art, writing
12. Tattoos? No
13. Do you wear glasses? Yes. For everything
14. Phobia? Not being able to breathe
15. Nickname? Remi
16. Three drinks you drink? Water, Decaf Coffee, Gin and Tonic
17. Biggest Downfall? Unable to travel as I would like
18. Rain or Snow? Rain
19. Piercings? Just ears
21. Kids? 8 stepkids
22. Favorite color? Burnt Orange, Gold, Cobalt Blue
23. Favorite age? 39
24. Can you whistle? Enough to call the dog
25. Where were you born? Pierre, South Dakota
26. Brothers or Sisters? 2 Sisters
28. Surgeries? 4
29. Shower or Bath? Shower
30. Like gambling? Yes—a bit
32. Broken bones? No
33. How many tv’s in your house? 1
34. Worst pain in your life? My husband’s death
35. Do you like to dance? Yes
36. Are your parents still alive? No
37. Do you like to go camping? No. I used to.
Please play along! These are fun to do and fun to read.
Copy, paste, change the answer!!
Backdoor Sliders
Backdoor Sliders
I take a break from my last chore
to peer through glass, ceiling to floor.
For though a view I never lack,
my house’s eyes are all in back.
I watch the gardener cut and trim,
the locksmith to the right of him.
One scrubs the algae from the pool—
a craftsman polishing his jewel.
A man on ladder repairs the wall,
the tree-trimmer the highest of all.
See how we tend her outer skin–
they without and we within?
Yolanda sweeps the terrace floor,
then comes inside to sweep some more.
Inside I watch and labor, too,
for there are many tasks to do.
I dust and gather detritus,
smooth out wrinkles, straighten muss.
Three days a week we labor so
until I wonder if I know
which is the owner and which the thing
that luxury and comfort brings?
Dear house, is it you that harbors me,
or am I here to maintain thee?
The Boss:↓↓
RDP’s prompt for today is looking out of my backdoor. Since I did this prompt three years ago, I decided to reprint that post today. I had forgotten it. Hopefully, if you’ve been following me for that long, you have, too.
