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Barrier for One Word Sunday
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Morning Glory and Ganesha: FOTD Oct 10, 2023
Now, some anonymous “Doubting Tom” has questioned the integrity of this posting and suggested I just stuck this morning glory into the shot. So, I’m adding a “proof shot” that shows the flower, sadly wilted a day later, attached to the vine. Doubt me not, oh anonymous one!!!
For Cee’s FOTD
Tag Along (A Short Short for dVerse Poets)
Tag Along
You cannot pluck moonlight to bring in your pocket, yet unasked and unbidden, it may follow you home.
For dVerse Poets Prompt: Write a prose piece of no more than 144 words that includes this line from a Helen Hoyt poem: “You cannot pluck moonlight to bring in your pocket.”
To see other reponses to this prompt, go HERE.
Universal Ponderings
My thoughts on the Universe and travel therein are expressed in this poem from a few years ago: https://judydykstrabrown.com/2021/02/21/the-return/
Teenie Weenies: For MVB
From skating on thick ice
To everyday tales of domesticity
The closest to modern day Teenie Weenies are these model railroad figures.
They are meant to grace the scenery alongside the tracks.
You can see how many stories they tell.
Aloe Blossom: For FOTD Oct 9, 2023
For Cee’s FOTD
As you can see from this photo, my view of the aloe vera plant pictured above is from the opposite side, but it gives me an excellent view of the hummingbirds who come to sip from its blossoms! Although it appears to be invisible here, I have an excellent view of the bloom.
Jail Break: For The Sunday Whirl Wordle 623
Jail Break
All these words are borrowed. They are not really mine.
They came all neatly packaged in an orderly line
where they were held hostage, gathered up and wrapped—
a lexicography in waiting with its power oddly sapped.
Words slack with grief, all gathered in a long veiled sigh,
as though lined up like prisoners, scheduled to die.
Bare pockets empty of bare change, stripped of all their worth,
words that once soared to lofty heights were now brought down to earth.
But here I am their savior, for it’s been left to me
and other hero poets to set their power free.!
The words for The Sunday Whirl Wordle 623 are: slack grief hostage gather bare heights wrapped words pockets long veiled sigh
No Escape, for The Three Things Challenge
No Escape
I’ve vowed that I will have no more
of all the things that I abhor.
Indeed, these things that I detest
that in the past came to infest
my head and home and my whole life,
causing pain and stress and strife,
I left behind when I moved South,
and merely hear by word-of-mouth.
And in return, I trade for tales
of my South-of-the-border travails.
For the Three Things Challenge the words are: ABHOR DETEST INFEST
On the Rails for CWWC
Bougainvillea: FOTD Oct 8, 2023
Wouldn’t these make a gorgeous bridal bouquet? Problem is, they wilt too quickly once picked.
For Cee’s FOTD
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