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The Girl With 8 Limbs. An Amazing Story
An “Incident” of Road Rage for FOWC
Seven years ago, we were in Tonala—a village of many artisans near Guadalajara— and about to cross (walking) at an intersection when we heard a horn blaring. One car honked its horn and then zipped around the car in front of it, cutting it off, and crossed the road in front of us. Then the car it had passed started blaring its horn and sped after it. The car in front parked in the middle of the street, blocking the other car, which honked at it to move. The woman in the front car came barreling out of her car, yelling, ran back to the car behind her, reached through the window and slapped the driver in the face. This caused the driver’s husband to come barreling out of his car and the husband of the car in front to come running to defend his wife. Then the driver of the rear car exited, but unfortunately forgot to turn off her car or set her hand brake and the rear car went crashing into the front car! When we drove back by 5 minutes later there were two police cars, an ambulance and what looked like a swat team handling the matter. Talk about an “incident“! (We knew the ambulance was unwarranted unless the battle escalated after we left.)
For FOWC the prompt is “incident.”
“Wordless” for Word of the Day.
Wordless
I wish that I could wow you with putting prompts to rhyme,
but I seem not to be able to do so at this time.
“Amplify’s” been silenced and refuses to fight back,
while its potential author is revealed as just a hack.
It seems my old acuity at making words behave
has somehow deserted me, branding me a knave.
The truth that I am lacking in *vocabular agility
has left me slightly flummoxed with a new vulnerability.
(*For all I know, some lexicographer’s already dissed
my coinage of a brand new word the dictionaries missed.)
This poet, once ferocious, has been worn down by time.
and I’m thinking in my next life I might come back as a mime.
The Word of the Day prompt is: “Amplify.”
Dateless Saturday Night for dVerse Poets Quadrille Challenge
Dateless Saturday Night
Her face an apparition
in the mirror of
her window,
she sits alone, apart from the
cool crowd,
plucking petals.
“He loves me. He loves me not.”
Her hand holds one more piece
too many,
the whole world
plucked nodes
on an empty
stem.
The prompt word for the dVerse Poets quadrille challenge is: petal.
Life is More Wonderful
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Life is Wonderful
Concentrate on daily things—
the scent of toast perfectly browned,
new sheets gathered from the line,
this morning’s treasures spread on the ground:
a robin’s egg, inventing blue,
left on your doorstep, as though for you.
Seed of sycamore spinning down
to land with precision on your shoe.
Life is more wonderful with what
can come through serendipity;
and once we’re clothed and fed and sheltered,
what’s most valuable is free:
A child’s questing hopeful look
as he searches worlds within a book.
Heartfelt laughter dispelling pain
and friends who will return again.
Pity those for whom success
means piling gold in offshore banks;
whose quest for more will sacrifice
the health of children to buy more tanks.
They’ve gone too far to ever know
how much pain and how much woe
is occasioned by their status quo—
how much unhappiness they’ll sow.
Acceptance of their ignorant greed
will lead us down the path they’ve worn.
They’ll leave our world stripped and bereft,
her wondrous freedoms raped and shorn.
So as they pillage, ruin, and rape
an environment that can’t escape,
be glad that stubborn others insist
that we drive these bullies from our midst.
We know too much of the world’s ills
to ever fully feel at peace,
for that safe world that we have known
can not be lived without surcease.
Enjoy your happiness in each thing
that luck or your hard work might bring,
but share these things with everyone
lest all we stand for comes undone.
There is much in life that we
must learn to live with and accept;
but other things that we can change,
and leaders who are more adept
at giving us the basics for our health and happiness:
clean water, schools and health care. Never accept less.
If our quest for fool’s gold destroys what it can’t buy,
we’re simply fools caught building dream castles in the sky.
In times that are distressing,
millions of voices shout,
“To preserve simple pleasures,
drive these carpetbaggers out!”
The prompt for MVB is Wonder
The Numbers Game #91, Please Play Along! Sep 22, 2025
Welcome to “The Numbers Game #91”. Today’s number is 213. 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.
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Out with the guys
Mexican Fountains for Sunday Stills
“Independencia” Sept. 16
“The Stilled Song of Sparrows” For the Sunday Whirl Wordle
The Stilled Song of Sparrows
Babbling sparrows exiled to the dark of sheltering barns
pipe and cheep their language, dispensing avian yarns
of escapes from snakes and alley cats as slingshots of small boys
hands guided by piped bird speech and focused on their noise,
take focus in the shadows, fitting stones purloined from lots
of building stones and gravel into their leather slots,
then bark their childish pleasure as each missile meets its mark,
and they send their willing pet dogs to retrieve them with a bark.
Rapping their childish pleasure, brushing water from still wings,
when the rain stops, they go on to other childish things.
Prompt words for the Sunday Whirl Wordle are: hands brush water sparrows snake babbling slot rap piped bark exiled speech
image by Mihail Tregubov on Unsplash.
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