Christmas Mayhem
No holly’s hung, no lights are lit.
The whole kingdom’s in a fit.
The castle’s dark without a tree.
No decorations there to see.
Warn the palace. Call a jury.
We’re indicting them of worry.
What’s the source of their reserve?
What has quenched their Christmas verve?
What has caused the royal court’s
spirit to be out of sorts?
Is it the Prince or Queen or King
that’s robbed them of their royal zing?
One parlor maid revealed the cause
of their neglect of Santa Claus.
Their tree’s not up or decorated
because they’re all addlepated.
Reticent of jingle-jangle,
for their lights are in a tangle.
The queen’s all thumbs, the king has gout
and cannot sort his tree lights out.
The Prince is spoiled so won’t help.
They should dethrone that royal whelp.
But it’s the truth, there is no doubt
that someone has to sort them out.
Send in a tailor, schooled in string,
to come untangle everything.
Get a lumberjack to see
if he can cut them down a tree.
Hang on candy canes and balls.
Toss on their tinsel, deck their halls,
for royalty undecorated
will for sure be under-rated.
Prompts today are worry, palace, jingle, reticent and reserve. All photos courtesy of Unsplash.
Cee has said that her sister, who recently passed away, loved purple flowers. These are for her and for Cee. R.I.P. xoox. Click on photos to enlarge.
For Cee’s FOTD
Empty Pockets at Fifty
My pockets are turned inside out.
No riches do I have to flout.
This state of my intimidation
is perhaps an apt reflection
of my early hesitation
to obtain an education.
Perhaps if I had done my math,
I’d have pursued a richer path!
Prompt words today are pocket, intimidate, hesitation, spoil and reflection.
Air Despair
I get goosebumps every time I travel via jet,
but I haven’t crashed and burned or perished as of yet.
Pedants say my chances of crashing are remote,
but nonetheless, if I could choose, I’d rather take a boat.
The revelry is greater and the distance to the ground
is cushioned way much better with water all around.
It’s easier to stretch one’s legs, there’s shuffleboard, a pool,
and every cabin has a bed with private sink and stool!
Although planes are faster, what’s the hurry? What’s the rush?
Consider airplane food, the tiny restrooms and the crush.
First class in planes has nothing on last class in luxury cruisers.
In short, I think planes were invented for impatient losers!!
Prompts today are revelry, jet, pedant and goosebumps.
I went back six years to find images of poinsettias For Cee’s FOTD
This cheerful group of young ladies from San Juan Cosala visited me today to see my art boxes for inspiration for the ones they are creating for a competition I’m sponsoring.The show will be held a Isidro Xilonzochitl’s studio in San Juan on January 22. That’s Isidro in back.
These are the boxes with bases that I bought to give to the participants.They will need to add a back before creating their own response to the challenge.
Here are a few of the boxes they saw at my house. These are all by me.
Click on photos to enlarge.
And here is another one by Belia Canals:
Can’t wait to see what these young ladies plus the four women who couldn’t come today create for the January show. This will be the first in a series of challenges and workshops I hope to conduct this year.
Forest Myth
Will-o-the-Wisp and Turtledove for a lady vied.
Will-o-the-Wisp declared a troth the turtledove decried.
“He will be here, then he’ll be there. He’ll never constant be.
I am the only one who’ll be eternally with thee.”
And thus he was the one to win the love of that fair lass.
He wed her in cathedral grand and at their wedding mass,
“I will not change” to his new bride, the turtledove had sighed.
For thirty years he kept this vow, but when at last he died,
he left her mourning down below as he soared up above.
Thus death makes sinners of us all who vow eternal love.
Prompt words today are turtledove, plunge, sleep, change and not,
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