Mystery Play
A mystery is hopeful, but it isn’t a sure thing.
Who knows what good or evil a mystery might bring?
It might deliver packages tied up in pretty string—
or it might deliver pain instead. Some mysteries have sting.
Life likes to dish out both and we often have no choice.
One door might cause us to regret, another to rejoice.
One without the other is just not nature’s way.
We take rewards with one hand. With the other, we must pay.
Taking off for the beach today. The three prompts that were ready are deliver, hopeful and mystery.
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/01/02/rdp-wednesday-mystery/
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/01/02/fowc-with-fandango-deliver/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/01/02/hopeful/
New Again
So, one more number to remember
now that we’ve escaped December.
Drop an eight and add a nine.
So far, I am doing fine.
But I can’t anticipate
what will come to be my fate.
Will I be skinnier or bolder?
What new duties will I shoulder?
What new enigma to be pursued?
Will I be shunned? Will I be wooed?
What new Kardashian of late
will they want me to emulate?
I cannot predict anything.
No telling what the year will bring.
All its mystery is free
and that is simply fine with me.
No resolutions will I make.
Whatever comes, I’ll simply take.
Cross my fingers, cross my toes
and hope its pleasures outweigh its woes.
This year will spin out as it will
Until we all have had our fill,
and just when we feel we’ve had plenty,
it will change to 2020!
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/01/01/anticipate/
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/01/01/fowc-with-fandango-enigma/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/01/01/resolutions/
For FOTD
Breaking Tradition
A tradition is a habit that we’re loath to break,
a memory that our hearts continue stubbornly to make.
It is our continuity, our chain link to the past.
We make a resolution that it’s always going to last.
And yet our lives must segue to what future we might grow.
We cannot drag the past with us wherever we may go
lest it become a ball and chain that keeps us from what may
be an opportunity that may come our way.
Traditions are so comforting. They deal with what has been.
They make tiny departures seem a sort of sin,
but sometimes they just hold us back, keep us from being free,
and we must let loose of tradition to see what we can be.
Revenge can be tradition and one that’s hard to break,
causing backward facing hearts to fester and to ache.
As hard as it may be for us to turn around and heal,
it’s the only course that may enable us to feel.
When we peel away tradition, it gives hearts room to grow.
We plant seeds of new memories and tend them row on row.
The garden of our consciousness so fertile and so vast
that there is room for new traditions as alluring as the past.
The words of the day are segue, revenge, resolution and traditions.
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/31/rdp-monday-segue/
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/31/fowc-with-fandango-revenge/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/31/your-daily-word-prompt-resolution-December-31-2018/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/31/traditions/
I want everything to last forever. When I buy a television, I don’t expect to ever buy another one. I will keep using the old one until it simply won’t work anymore … or someone gently tells me that I really need a new one. “Oh,” I say, “But I just bought this one.” “You […]
via CLUTCHING AT FREEDOM – Marilyn Armstrong — Serendipity – Seeking Intelligent Life on Earth
Out with the Old
When I plant that New Year’s kiss,
just what is it I’m going to miss?
I certainly won’t miss the news,
which has not failed to unamuse.
I will not miss my aches and pain,
lest I invite them back again.
I will not miss the expense and cares
occasioned by my roof repairs.
I will not miss my aged appearance
or my young cat’s disappearance.
I’m looking forward, all-in-all
to having no regrets at all.
I’ll take my year unmarked, uncreased,
with all past worries now released.
For Daily Inkling’s New Year’s Kiss prompt.
