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The Cure: NaPoWriMo 2019, Day 5

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The Cure

That sadness in your heart?
You told me once that she had
kissed it all away.

But still I could detect,
once she was gone, the echo of
that sadness in your heart.

We took your sad past to the ocean
where I hoped the waves had
kissed it all away.

Yet, like a bitter tide, it returned
and I could see again
that sadness in your heart.

I took your sad past to the mountain,
where once again I hoped the wind and sun had
kissed it all away,

and when, on our descent,
I feared the reappearance of
that sadness in your heart? I
kissed it all away.

 

 

The NaPoWriMo prompt today was to write a villanelle that contained at least two of three other components.  Here is the vital information concerning that prompt:

the villanelle. The classic villanelle has five three-line stanzas followed by a final, four-line stanza. The first and third lines of the first stanza alternately repeat as the last lines of the following three-line stanzas, before being used as the last two lines of the final quatrain. And to make it an even more virtuoso performance, Dargan’s alternating lines, besides being taken from songs, express “opposing” ideas, with one being about sleeping, and the other waking.

Following Dargan’s lead, today we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that incorporates at least one of the following: (1) the villanelle form, (2) lines taken from an outside text, and/or (3) phrases that oppose each other in some way. If you can use two elements, great – and if you can do all three, wow! (I did all three. The opposing line “There’s a sadness in my heart” is the title of a song recorded by Legs and “kissed it all away” is a song title from the album “The Distance Between Two Truths” recorded by Mark Sholtez.)

Thunbergia and Bougainvillea: FOTD Apr 4, 2019

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The thunbergia seem to be advancing on the back yard. If the bougainvillea can’t defend themselves, then so be it.  I love the lushness and the contrast between the two.

 

For Cee’s FOTD.

Bougainvillea: Flower of the Day, Apr 3, 2019

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day

Primavera: Flower of the Day, Apr 1, 2019

 

The primavera and jacaranda trees are blooming profusely all around lakeside.  Here is a primavera tree snapped quickly while on the road.

 

For Cee’s FOTD
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How to Write a Poem

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How to Write a Poem

Only a fool waits for a poem to come to him.
You have to call for it like a proper blind date,
knocking on its door
and seeing beauty in whatever opens it.

Take it dancing.
Twirl it around the floor,
letting words fly off in all directions.

Leave what flutters off alone.
Someone else will pick it up
and dance with it.
No word is a wallflower,
although some are chosen more frequently to dance.
Those are the words to avoid.
 
Do not always choose the prettiest words.
In the dance of the poem,
the ugliest of words acquire a charm.

Do not insist that you yourself lead.
Let the poem, instead, draw you
off the dance floor,
out the door
and down the path
to deep woods
where all the wild words live.

Gather them in bouquets
or weave them into chains
to crown your head––
that head of the poet
who follows where the poems go
and collects them by armfuls to share with the world.

 

The NaPoWriMo prompt today is to write a poem about how to do something. Three of the other four prompts I follow had the word “fool” as the prompt. No surprise. The fourth had the prompt “down.” Here are the links:
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/rdp-monday-fool/
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/04/01/fowc-with-fandango-fool/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/your-daily-word-prompt-fool-april-1-2019/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/down/

My Answers to “Twelve Things”

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Twelve Things I Would Most Like to Know About You

 

Who in your opinion is the sexiest man who ever lived?

Paul Newman.

What favorite food do you rarely eat and why?

Chocolate pudding with vanilla ice cream. I rarely eat it because I’m too lazy to cook the pudding.

What would your closest friends be most surprised to find out about you?

I am not really as confidant as you think I am.

Who is the most famous person you ever met and what were the circumstances?

I met Jackie Gleason out in the jungle in Kenya in 1967 and John Wayne at the Laramie, Wyoming airport in 1969. The story of meeting John Wayne is given in my blog.

What famous person would you most like to have as a close friend and why?

I think Michele Obama. I am reading her book right now and she seems like a smart, funny, loyal friend who obviously has some stories to tell.

What is your biggest regret in life?

Being overweight for so many times in my life, including now. See that chocolate pudding answer above? I just had some for the first time in years.

What is the strangest pet you ever had?

A Raccoon. He was also the best pet I ever had.

What is the item of clothing you have owned for the longest period of time?

The skirt I wore for my wedding.  It is an Anna Konya gypsy skirt made of dozens of different strips of material sewn together.  I love it but haven’t worn it since I stopped doing art and craft shows.

What object in your house holds the most nostalgic value for you?

A mayonnaise jar in the shape of a China bulldog. It’s head comes off and it’s tongue is the handle of the China spoon to dip the mayonnaise out with. It was inherited from my mother who was given it by her sister when she was a little girl.

What question do you wish you had asked a deceased relative but didn’t?

I’d like to know how my grandmother met her second husband, how my dad proposed to my mother and what my birth was like.

Who in the world (relative or not) do you most resemble? 

I feel most like I imagine my mother felt, look like her sometimes, when I’m skinny, but look  like my oldest sister and grandmother when I am overweight.

What is your favorite footwear?

Croc Sandals (not clogs.) They are the only shoes I really feel totally comfortable in and since I live in a subtropical climate, they are always appropriate–until I go north of the border.

Okay, now I’d like to see your answers to the same questions. To take a chance to win money for your favorite charity, go HERE to answer.

 

Twelve Things I Would Most Like to Know about You 

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Twelve Things I Would Most Like to Know About You 

If at least twenty-five people answer these questions and either give a link to their blogs in comments below or send the answers to me via email, Facebook or Skype, I will have a drawing and contribute an amount equal to the number of responders (up to a limit of $100) to the winner’s favorite charity. Please let me know if you do not wish to have your answers published, as I might share some of them on my blog.  Okay, the race is on! I’m going to be very disappointed if no one plays along.

Who in your opinion is the sexiest man (if you are a woman) or woman (if you are a man) who ever lived?

What favorite food do you rarely eat and why?

What would your closest friends be most surprised to find out about you?

Who is the most famous person you ever met and what were the circumstances?

What famous person would you most like to have as a close friend and why?

What is your biggest regret in life?

What is the strangest pet you ever had?

What is the item of clothing you have owned for the longest period of time?

What object in your house holds the most nostalgic value for you?

What question do you wish you had asked a deceased relative but didn’t?

Who in the world (relative or not) do you most resemble? 

What is your favorite footwear and why?

Okay!!! The game is on. Don’t make me say at this advanced
stage in my life
that no one wants to play with me!

HERE are some more challenges you might enjoy entering, but finish mine first!!!!

Share Your World, Mar 25, 2019

QUESTIONS:

What is the best pick me up that you know of?  To shake you out of the blues? A funny movie or to write. Chocolate doesn’t hurt, either.


writing

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What would be the title of your memoir? Michelle Obama already took it: Becoming. Hers is a wonderful book, by the way. I’m reading it now.


eating

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Where do you like to go when you eat out? To Viva Mexico, a gourmet Mexican restaurant in the small town near where I live. Always faces I know, friendly staff, incredible food and often music and dancing.  It is the place where “everyone knows my name.”


luck

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Do you believe in luck? I believe in synchronicity. I think it is sometimes viewed as luck.


gratitude

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Gratitude Question:

Aside from necessities, what is one thing you couldn’t go a day without? My computer, I must admit.

 

These questions courtesy of Zombie Flamingos at: (https://sparksfromacombustiblemind.com/2019/03/25/share-your-world-3-25-19/).

Fountain of Flowers: FOTD March 31, 2019

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I dined beside this glorious flower-filled fountain at El Patio in Tlaquepaque, Mexico with my friends Dan and Laurie a week or so ago.

In need of more flowers? See Cee’s beautiful bearded iris HERE.

Facing the Inevitable. Alone.

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Facing the Inevitable. Alone.

Tilting at windmills or slaying dragons is too retro for my taste. I’d rather just have a man who tickles my funny bone, or at the very least one who tickles my fancy. At my age, I am between vulnerable stages. I don’t need anyone to save me financially or ego-wise. I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to house and feed myself for the twenty or so years I have left and unless I have a serious decline in mental and physical power, I will always have blogging to salve my ego–a few loyal followers who still want to hear what I have to say.

Whatever I have made of my life, it is a pickle of my own choosing. I have not been jinxed or done ill to—at least recently. What I have I deserve. What I don’t have, I deserve. I don’t look forward to that day when fate will serve me a bitter dish, but that part of me that has to binge-watch *”After Life” or listen to an Audible book to get to sleep at night knows it one day will. In spite of my niggling lifelong conviction that I’ve been left on this planet by some foreign species and that I’ll be picked up soon and whisked off to a life unending, that part of me that needs constant distraction knows that I am human and therefore vulnerable.

Those with partners may think my title here sad, but there is another way of looking at it. Those of us unmatched and “unespoused” have only one inevitable death to face. We need fear no phone call when parted or unwelcome discovery when together. The only death we need fear is our own.  We have half of the dread that the happily paired must face as they approach a certain age.

With increasing regularity, when with friends my own age, after we have hurriedly (I hope) gone over the ills of today—knee replacements and hip replacements and intestinal disorders and the ilk—we eventually get around to discussing various methods of insuring the end we desire over Alzheimer’s or stroke. I have a high bridge picked out. Various friends have pill stashes. Everyone knows which friends, in spite of their obituaries, have already made this choice.

What we fear most is waiting too long and forfeiting the choice and spending the rest of our days in some repository for the walking dead—those antiseptic storehouses where they partition off residents unlucky enough to have not experienced a swift death—those cursed either with an active mind trapped in a body turned to stone or the reverse. What living hell is this, that so many of the aged are now preserved in part who in an earlier age would have been afforded a dignified death?

There is something about writing to multiple prompts that takes us into a part of our brain where otherwise we might have not gone. So it is with this seemingly pessimistic rambling into the dark side of my brain. Although nothing I say is fiction, still, perhaps the balance is wrong. Here is no discussion of the birds outside my early-morning sunlit curtains or the components of my morning smoothie that await my hand in compiling them. It does not mention friends that still stimulate and amuse, relatives that still fill my heart.

It overlooks those twenty potential years that I hope will lead up to whatever end I face. These are just words that I shed during a side trip through consciousness. Do not call me or consult with mutual friends, worrying about my state of mind. I am in no way suicidal. I am not morose. I am simply wandering through a few alleys where I think we must all wander from time to time, and as we grow older, where we wander more frequently. For in spite of my title, I don’t really think I wander here alone.

* “After Life” is a new show on Netflix, written and played by Ricky Gervais. A bit dark, but worth binge-watching if you’re in the right frame of mind. Along with the four prompt words, it is perhaps what put me in the mood to write this piece. I have a feeling it is more Ricky Gervais’s attitude than my own.  Well, maybe a wedding of the two.

 

Prompt words today are pickle, retro, dragon and jinx. Here are the links:
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/03/31/rdp-sunday-pickle/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/03/31/your-daily-word-prompt-dragon-march-31-2019/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/03/31/jinx/
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/03/31/fowc-with-fandango-retro/