Hard Knocks
That first triumphant journey of a toddler on a trike
predicts his future conquering of a two-wheel bike.
Despite his mom’s temptation to grab his overalls
to whisk him off from crisis and save him from his falls,
nothing can be gained from this. He needs to face his spills.
Part of education is dealing with the ills
that he’ll be called upon to deal with in his future life.
We cannot live our children’s lives or guarantee no strife.
Prompt words today are nothing, crisis, temptation, triumph and bike.
hand shake
handy man
handkerchief
give me a hand
hand rail
handy Andy
hand made
handsome
hand job
hand built
hand cut
second hand
H and R Block (Is that cheating????)
(The Assignment? Just make a list of 13 things…easy peasy.)For: Thursday 13
Click on photos to enlarge and see captions.
The prompt was to show photos whose subject ended in “light.” For the January Squares prompt: ——light.
Wild Oats
What he is up to, nobody knows.
He bought a new sports car and wears flashy clothes,
but all his good judgment seems to have died.
He’s capricious and willful and daffy and snide.
The smile on his face seems lacking inside.
If he’s passing by and you ask for a ride,
he’ll go off on a tangent and then leave you stranded
with no idea of where you have landed.
I thought midlife crisis was only in books,
but judging by clothes and behavior and looks,
it’s something he’s caught, albeit quite late,
for if humans were stamped with an expiry date,
I think you would find his nearly expired.
He should be feeble and mostly retired,
but instead, he’s determined to have a new life
minus perspicacity, minus his wife.
Not one can tell him what’s fun in one’s forties—
the boozing, carousing and other wild sorties—
Can be lethal at eighty, for it’s the truth
that youthful behavior’s best done in one’s youth!
Prompt words today are daffy, tangent, complete, caprice and ride. Photo used for illustrative purposes only.
Stationary
Feet firmly planted, I’m not prone to budge.
So, have me arrested. Bring on the judge.
You’re better off giving me a gentle nudge,
for I will not be altered by law or decree.
Better that you use sound logic with me.
“Stationary” was a prompt for the Ragtag Daily Prompt
Absolution
A pen her only weapon, she brandished it at life.
From within her cave of thoughts, she used it as a knife.
Cutting out the sadness, filleting the pain,
she served them out on pages sacrificed to rain.
Let the press of water wash them clean again.
