Soul’s Assurance

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Soul’s Assurance

Modern advertising urges
we participate in splurges,
touting “things” as means of pleasures
not obtained by other measures.

But our pursuit of all these things
does not give our spirits wings.
Sometimes we just seem bound in them.
Happiness can’t be found in them.

Satisfaction can’t be bought.
That house, that diamond or that yacht
Are merely consolation prizes
that come in many different sizes.

Love can’t be slipped upon a finger.
Houses get sold and yachts don’t linger.
The only thing you get to keep
is what lies buried dark and deep

within yourself—that deep assurance
that is your heart and soul’s  insurance
that it’s been swollen by your life
instead of stolen by your life.

The prompts made use of in this post were pursuit and splurge.
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/30/fowc-with-fandango-pursuit/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/30/your-daily-word-prompt-splurge-December-30-2018/

The Real Dirt

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The Real Dirt

Dirt has had, since its inception,
an unfair place in our conception—
a thing for us to rail against
and throw the laundry pail against.

Dirty thoughts are seen as rude,
and yet dirt grows our daily food.
Without it, we would flail and totter.
Impossible to walk on water!

The prompt words today are dirt and inception.
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/30/rdp-sunday-dirt/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/30/inception/

Photo a Day, Jade Green

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Clicking on any photo enlarges them all.

https://citysonnet.wordpress.com/2018/12/01/december-colors-and-letters-photo-a-day-challenge/

Daisy, FOTD Dec 30, 2018

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For Cee’s FOTD.

Life in the Abstract

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Life in the Abstract

. . .  has more temptations,
fewer rules and more vacations.
Responsibility’s not a goal.
It has more texture, has more soul.
Life, as imagined, has more shiver.
More tiramisu and less liver.
More giggling and foolishness.
Less lecturing and mulishness.
Oh, that life could be less literal.
More exciting and more clitoral!

The prompt words today are abstract, responsibility, goal and temptation.

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/29/rdp-saturday-abstract/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/29/your-daily-word-prompt-responsibility-December-29-2018/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/28/goal/
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/29/fowc-with-fandango-temptation/

Wanted

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“Wanted” (NaPoWriMo day 19)

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So, I was awakened at 4:30 a.m. by Annie the cat’s incessant yowls to be fed. She’s an old girl and getting crabbier by the day at the same rate that her voice gets shriller and louder! I finally gave up and took the long cold walk to the kitchen to get her bowl, food and water and came back to my bedroom and shut the door as I didn’t want to awaken my houseguest. With Annie quieted, I checked my blog to find a message from Forgottenman, who had not yet gone to bed! In the message, he mentioned going back over old blogs of mine and finding this want ad poem and his reply that he had totally forgotten. This was one of my first entries in my blog five years ago, so I had forgotten it as well. Even the four people who read and liked it at that time have long vanished into the quagmire of past bloggers, so thought I’d share it with you. The meter isn’t even, but isn’t intended to be, and the information is pretty much the same as it would be if I wrote a want ad today. Pretty telling. It’s 4:58 now. I think I’m up for the count. Good morning. Is anyone out there awake as well?

“Wanted” (NaPoWriMo day 19)

The prompt was to write a poem in the style of a personal ad.

Wanted:

It’s not so hard to write a personal ad.
Wanted: someone to replace my dad

who consents to cut the carrots and grate the cheese
Just exactly as I please.

A quirky, pleasant, intelligent, liberal man
who can navigate a day without a plan;

who will throw the dog a bone
and let me be alone

sometimes. At other times, who’ll draw me out.
Someone who doesn’t even want to shout.

Someone who will make me want to be
We.

1 thought on ““Wanted” (NaPoWriMo day 19)”

  1. okcforgottenman

    Found:
    I’m old and gray – you’d see if I stop shaving my head.
    Cutting carrots is no chore, nor the grating.
    (Wait – is “grate the cheese” some kinda euphemism?
    I don’t always understand these things these days.)
    Quirks aplenty. Pleasant, too. Smart? Won’t toot my horn.
    (No euphemism there.)
    Me? Plans? Utterly rudderless here, My newfound Dear.
    You go off, do your Thing. The dogs & I, we’ll find something
    to do or throw or wrest to pass a happy time, until you’re back and ready.
    No shouting I, more a shusher.
    We’re We. We have no choice.
    But you knew that, know that, don’t you?

Bougainvillea: Flower of the Day, Dec 29, 2018

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For FOTD. Check out Cee’s photo HERE.

Stop and Go

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Stop and Go

My goals in life were nebulous. I didn’t know quite what
it was that I most wanted—except out of my rut.
A picket fence and cottage were never my dream.
I didn’t want to produce children by the ream.
I only wanted travel and to see who I could be
if I could search far enough to discover me.

I finally found a part of me everywhere I went,
but had to keep on traveling to know the full extent
of who I wished to grow into—how much I wished to find—
how much I could reveal of me and still have peace of mind.
But now I’ve seemed to settle. I’m content with what I’ve found.
The place where I have come to seems like holy ground.

Perhaps true wisdom really comes from knowing when to stop—
knowing when we’ve climbed enough because we’ve reached the top!

 

The words today were nebulous, cottage and goal. Here are the links:
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/28/your-daily-word-prompt-nebulous-December-28-2018/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/28/rdp-friday-cottage/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/28/goal/

Broken Date

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Broken Date

Whether twisting my ankle or stubbing my toe,
it’s adventure travel wherever I go.
When I set out, I’m firm in my knowing
just exactly where I am going,
yet somehow I wind up in some other place:
sprawled on the cobblestones, flat on my face.

If I’m due to meet you but I’m a bit late,
if I don’t show up for our scheduled date,
I haven’t forgotten. For sure, I’ve set out.
I’ve tried to get to you, there isn’t a doubt.
If there’s a glitch in my trip’s execution,
It’s something for which I don’t have a solution.

At the end of the day, though I’ve missed our appointment,
and ended up swathed in Band-aids and ointment,
it’s a typical day for the accident prone.
Though I’d like to join you, I end up alone.
I boldly set out, though I rarely arrive,
and count myself lucky that I’m still alive!

https://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/28/fowc-with-fandango-adventure/

image downloaded from the internet.

Kalanchoe: Flower of the Day, Dec 28, 2018

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IMG_6662For Cee’s FOTD