“Gone Fishing”–a Rengay with David.

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Here’s a rengay done by David and Me:

Gone fishing, or: A rengay

Wild Nights Out, For the Weekly Writer’s Workshop

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Wild Nights “Out”

When we are young we brag and flout
our exciting evenings out,
but later on the joys of gin
start to wear our patience thin.
Lately, though I still go dancing,
I find an hour or two of prancing
is quite enough to slake my thirst;
and I must confess the worst.
When it comes to nights of sin,
my most exciting nights are “in!”

For the Weekly Writer’s Workshop, the prompt is “Wild.”

“Reflection” for dVerse Poets

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Bar Stool Brush-Off

There’s not a ghost of a chance
that you’ll crack my code,
free-wheeling know-it-all
that you are.
But as your hand smooths
that errant strand of hair
back into its perfect place,
I’ll hand you this:
every time you check your reflection
in the mirror behind the bar,
it is clear no number of looks
will clue you in to yourself.

 

The prompt for dVerse Poets is “Reflection.”

“Longing,” For Lens Artists Challenge 365

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Longing

This morning’s church bells’ constant bongings
woke me to familiar longings.
Coded as they were in dreams,
when I awoke, they split their seams
and spilled into my conscious thought.
Futile to yearn for what I’m not.
No longer young or lithe or trim,
no passions spilling from my brim.
No husband, mother, father, lover.
No guardians to watch and hover.
I’ve grown away from most of life,
connections severed as with a knife.
Still, I do not long for these.
I do not pray on bended knees
for what is past or what is lost,
for I know pining’s pain and cost.
My longing, now, is just to see
what life’s plot is left to me.

For Lens Artists Chanllenge, the prompt is “Longing.”

New Boss for MVB

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New Boss

Lately, the ladies room at work echoes with gripes and sobs
and we’re checking out the classifieds for new potential jobs.
Our boss’s son is our new boss and though he has his genes,
he doesn’t seem to have his heart. He treats us like machines.
And even though his resume may brand him as auspicious,
our office staff is feeling rather doleful and suspicious.
It’s his frosty cold demeanor that has us feeling lost.
If only he’d thaw out, we’d be more willing to be bossed!

For MVB: the prompt is “New.”

The Numbers Game #90, Please Play Along! Sep 15, 2025

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Welcome to “The Numbers Game #90”. Today’s number is 212. To play along, go to your photos file folder and type that number into the search bar. Then post a selection of the photos you find that include that number and post a link to your blog in my Numbers Game blog of the day. If instead of numbers, you have changed the identifiers of all your photos into words, pick a word or words to use instead, and show us a variety of photos that contain that word in the title. This prompt will repeat each Monday with a new number. If you want to play along, please put a link to your blog in comments below. Here are my contributions to the album.

Click on  Photos to Enlarge and View as Gallery.

The state of the lot in July, 2021.

Minds Like Mine, for The Sunday Whirl, Sept 14, 2025

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Minds
like mine
are bound to
slip away into the
swells, blown away
through cracks in time
to  where a poem dwells.
Fans of verse   may lure me
into sitting on a  fence picking
bones of words that together make
no sense. I sort them into towers, then
grasp more words to  build trapped words
in frosted pyramids with messages well-chilled.

The Sunday Whirl words are: bound slip swells fan luring fence cracks bone tower frosted trap grasps

The photo, taken by me, is of a snow-covered venting volcano.

Today’s Flowers for Cellpic Sunday, Sept 14, 2025

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Feeling nostalgic for Cee’s FOTD, so decided to take a walk in my garden to see what is in bloom this Sunday morning.

For Cellpic Sunday

Inedibles

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The Indigestibles

No room for mushrooms, can’t live with liver.
The thought of brains just makes me shiver.
Though I like pizza, my other law
is I don’t eat tomatoes raw!

Drinking milk’s against my wishes.
Fish is simply for the fishes.
I eat no veal or other baby,
and steak for me is simply “maybe.”

So if it’s your plan to invest
in things that I like to ingest,
I won’t make it any harder
for you to come and stock my larder.

All else you want to bring to feed me—
what edibles you wish to cede me:
Injera, curries, Thai, Chinese—
all are sure to tempt and please.

Except for one thing I just thought of
that in the past I’ve had a lot of.
There’s one more mouthful I won’t try.
I have no taste for humble pie!

For RDP, the prompt word is Mushroom.

David Lorenz Winston Photos—Do Not Miss !!!!!

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Here are just 4 images from an incredible artist from Oregon who moved lakeside a number of years ago and since then has captured thousands of unique and heartfelt photos of the people and scenes of Lake Chapala. You won’t regret viewing more of his amazing photos.

Here is a link to his gallery of incredible photos:  https://www.davidlorenzwinston.com/p957394933

Please let me know in comments what you think of his photos.  (At the end of his gallery is a link to a site where you can see more. His output is amazing.) He would probably love to see your comments on his site as well.