When I returned from two months at the beach, five different colors of kalanchoe were blooming on my front terrace. Here is a closeup of my favorite.
Kalanchoe, FOTD Mar 8, 2019
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Her Highness Contemplates a Seemly End
Her Highness Contemplates A Seemly End
Nobility in dying is something I shan’t botch,
for I know it shall be one that the whole wide world will watch.
I cannot go by fire, for I’m sure I would be screaming
as the water quenched the fire and set my flesh to steaming.
So unseemly and so crass. I’d find it unappealing.
So, too, a rope around my neck, hanging from the ceiling.
Jumping from a roof won’t do. Nor will a gun nor pills.
Every sort of suicide just sports too many ills.
It’s clear that death by avalanche is the only one
that will really suit me when the day is done.
A certain swift clean fall of snow seems such a pristine death.
A queenly mode of dying. Such a regal final breath!
photo by Greg Daines, Unsplash Today’s prompt words are avalanche, watch, nobility and fire. Here are links:
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/03/08/rdp-friday-avalanche/
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/03/08/fowc-with-fandango-watch/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/03/08/your-daily-word-prompt-nobility-march-8-2019/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/03/08/fire/
Murals in Black and White
A Tweet Poem
The only way I could figure out how to fit this poem into a tweet was to take the punctuation and spaces between words out. Here is the final product:
dogwomanallalonecomputerwindowrubberboneeyelockpleadinginvitationonethrownbonebringsjubilationfurtherbeggingisfornaughtasecondlaterfunforgot
The Real Marigold on Tour Comes to Ajijic.
Lookie, Lookie!
The latest excursion for this BBC show on retirement spots all over the world is Guadalajara and Ajijic, including the fraccionamiento where I live–the Raquet Club! There are several people featured that I know.The first woman shown in the pool at the start of the video is my friend Lety. She is also shown at the end of the video. The pool they are in is two blocks from my house and the view you see is my view. If you are viewing this from elsewhere, wanna come visit?
Edible Flowers
Two of these lovely bouquets were on the table at my friend DePaul’s birthday party.
Love Charm
Love Charm
You can put away your broadsword. Swashbuckling’s not in style.
You need not kill a dragon to bring about my smile.
Chivalry is so passé. It’s gone right out of fashion.
It does not raise my temperature nor bring about my passion.
If you wish to start a love affair where we will never part,
if you would win my empathy, my ardor and my heart
and bring a love light to my eyes—that certain telling glisten,
then when I talk, just do one thing. Really, really listen!!!
Prompt words are temperature, empathy, broadsword and passion. Here are the links:
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/03/07/rdp-thursday-temperature/
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/03/07/fowc-with-fandango-empath/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/03/07/your-daily-word-prompt-broadsword-march-7-2019/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/03/07/passion/
Kalanchoe, FOTD Mar 6, 2019
Family Roster
Family Roster
I wonder, did you ever know
that the mighty buffalo
and the bison (but not the sow)
are qualified to join the cow
as animals that we opine
should be listed as bovine?
Goats and sheep are also cast
as Bovindae, as is the last
animal in this family,
which is the oxen. So you see
all the animals the cow
shares its family name with now!
The prompt word, of course, was bovine!
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/03/06/bovine/
Some Nights
Some Nights
When waking hours grow too late,
ideas begin to percolate.
Chords we’ve found euphonious
may somehow seem erroneous
when we hear their altered streams
filtered through erratic dreams.
Life is made of dreams, we’re told,
but when the dark turns drear and cold,
however oft we’re told we’re chosen,
our potential may be frozen—
all our day-lit grand achievements
turned by night into bereavements.
We lie abandoned in our beds
with nightmares caught within our heads.
What a relief is dawning day
that relieves our need to pay
those ransoms that some dreams demand—
cast not in concrete but in sand.
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/03/06/fowc-with-fandango-percolate/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/03/06/your-daily-word-prompt-achievement-march-6-2019/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/03/06/rdp-wednesday-euphonious/
