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Candlelight through Bougainvillea: Flower of the Day, Mar. 15, 2017

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More Curves

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https://dutchgoesthephoto.net/2017/03/14/tuesday-photo-challenge-curve/

dVerse Poets Quadrille: Silent Spring

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Silent Spring

The best thing to remember to relieve a snowstorm’s sting
is that when there is no winter, there can’t be any spring.

And yet I must admit to you, I have not any qualms
about spending all my winters at the ocean, beneath palms!

https://dversepoets.com/2017/03/13/quadrille-28/

On the Curve

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The curve of a dog’s back or a folded tortilla, the curve of bent bamboo and twited copper. The curve of water and of metal formed to frame a warrior’s dance. The last curve of a fish as it dries in the sun. Curves of life, death and what sustains life. Our very world is a giant curve, our brains a network of them.  However straightforward our goals may be, it is curves that reflect life.

https://dutchgoesthephoto.net/2017/03/14/tuesday-photo-challenge-curve/

Philodendron: Textured Tuesday

 

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https://narami.wordpress.com/2017/03/14/tuesdays-of-texture-week-11-of-2017/

Total Immersion

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Total Immersion

When it came to one diversion,
I fear I went total immersion.
I seemed to be in watching mode
as episode after episode,
the story line just seemed to flow,
and I watched two seasons in a row!

But now I find myself confessing
Netflix can be curse or blessing;
for I’ve found at end of day,
they’ve taken “Men in Trees” away.
Now I mourn its loss. The reason?
They cancelled after second season!!!

 

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I’ve been without TV by choice for most of the time since 1987. The reason initially was because my husband’s daughter, who was having problems in school, came to live with us. I wanted to encourage her to read, so we had the TV cable cancelled.  By the time that she moved back with her mother a few years later, I found that I liked my life without the diversion of television.  my mother taped and sent her favorite shows, without commercials, as did my sister, so I had my own personal TiVo even before it was invented. With time on TV limited, I turned to other pleasures—mainly gardening and working in the studio.  

A few years after I moved to Mexico, I did connect to Satellite TV, but when my service provider skipped town with the year’s subscription money in his pocket, I decided not to renew with another provider. Very shortly thereafter, Netflix became available in Mexico; and so I find myself watching very old series that most have already seen: Friends, Heartland, and most recently, Men in Trees!  I allowed myself the luxury of watching the entire two seasons in a week or so.  Characters came to seem like old friends, then vanished forever.  I mourn their loss.

 

The prompt today was immerse.

Cee’s Which Way Challenge, Mar 10, 2017

Do you see the hundreds of starlings lined up on the wires trying to figure out which way to go?

Posted for Cee’s Which Way Challenge.

On Hiatus!!!

On Hiatus!

Because I suddenly am bored,
I cannot make myself record
a poem using the daily word.
Suddenly, it seems absurd
to sit here typing nonsense when
I’m thinking of what might have been.
I could be walking in the sand,
throwing balls for Morrie and
sight dolphins others have been hyping—
(having spotted them while I’ve been typing!!!)
So fellow bloggers, here I go
into my own reality show.
What I’ve done? I’ll tell you later.
‘Til then, I’m a procrastinator.

The prompt word today was record.

Family Transport: Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge, Mar 12 2017

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jdb phonto for Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge

Sunset Susurration

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Sunset Susurration

The murmuration of the waves, the breeze’s gentle rush,
the small stain of the setting sun, spread by nature’s brush.
The yellow of her pallet, bold orange and red and pink
complicate the skyline as we watch the sun’s orb sink
like a flame-red new-cast penny set upon the ledge
of that calmer ocean on the horizon’s edge.

See it slip so quickly into the ocean’s slot,
making us forget for now all that we are not.
All of life’s frustrations, all misbegotten schemes,
are flushed into the water to sink into its seams.
This is why we gather to watch the sunset’s beauty.
every single evening—as though it were a duty.

The prompt today was murmuration.