For Last on the Card, Nov. 2024
When the adults took a break from the dance floor, the kids took over for a song…running and leaping. love this shot!!!
Jumping for Joy for Last on the Card
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He epitomizes henpecked. He’s disheveled and confused.
It’s monstrous the degree to which this househusband’s abused.
I’d be concerned except, you see, they’re only playing house
and it is my three-year-old who plays at being spouse.
I don’t know where she gets it, for her pattern can’t be me.
I am the perfect paragon in our family.
But since it’s also true that monkeys do as monkeys see,
it must be that she gets it from the movies or TV.
Prompt words for today are dishevel, henpecked, concern, epitomize and monstrous.
Nov 4, 2021, Sunset Walk on the San Juan Cosala Malecon
Escaped soccer ball. No hopes for retreival
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For Water Water Everywhere and Jo’s Monday Walk.
Puddle-Jumping in the Rain: Wordle 515, The Sunday Whirl Aug 22, 2021
Puddle-Jumping in the Rain
A surge of wind predicts the storm,
blows in the clouds, dispels the warm.
One dry gust sends blinds to swinging
and in the eaves commences singing,
billows drapes, blows open doors,
spreads leaves on counters and on floors.
Soon the rain masks land and sky
as the whole world begins to cry,
fashioning a different role
for each ditch or deep pot hole.
Children scurry home from school
earlier than is the rule
to tug on boots over their feet
and splash through puddles in the street.
These stompings in the driving rain
earn their mothers’ deep disdain.
Mud caked on leggings, jeans and coats,
remnants of ramblings through moats,
oceans, rivers, seas and streams—
all the faux waterways it seems
kids are drawn to in a gale
and moms forbid to no avail.
Prompts for the Sunday Whirl Wordle Prompt are: role, surge, fashion, gust, dry, send, children, masks, storm, and counter
Beach Boys, Second Generation
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Beach Boys, Second Generation
See the motley little band
trudge the beach, tip cup in hand.
A funnel stuffed into a hose––
is held to lips and then one blows.
Two other small musicians lug
a twenty-liter water jug.
Later, one begins to hum
accompanying his buddy’s drum.
I’ve shown these photos before, but the poem is new, for: dVerse Poets Quadrille Challenge: Drum
At Play
Patti’s birthday. Probably her seventh.
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For the Photo a Week Challenge: Play.
Conspiring with the Enemy
Photo thanks to Nik on Unsplash. Used with permission.
Conspiring with the Enemy
Accoutered best for sabotage, they peer over the ridge,
intent now on the enemy crossing o’er the bridge.
All of their stealth and camouflage is not, at last, in vain.
Each inch they push their foes back is another inch they gain.
They’ve learned that cynicism of war as friend becomes their foe.
Each success they win will be another’s loss and woe.
His battleground littered with the corpses, G.I. Joe
now wanders off the killing field, choosing where next to go.
War is not Hell for those who are just playing at the game.
As war games end, the dead arise, as do the halt and lame.
Off to a game of baseball, the conquered and the winners
play together all day long until called to their dinners.
Children could teach their fathers that enemy can be friend.
Oh that their fathers felt the same and war was at an end.
The prompt words today are sabotage, cynic, vain, accouter and friend.
Home Plate: Sweet Victory
It’s hot summer in the teeming city with tenements piled room-on-room. With narrow hallways and nonexistent grassy plots, where’s a kid to play?
Home Plate: Sweet Victory
They’re playing baseball in the street again, forcing cars to wait,
restless in the intersection, ’til they see the fate
of the ball the bat just cracked, rising in the air
to land in someone’s flower pot or on the tenement stair.
They make such a brouhaha, loud boys and louder cars,
that Grandma rises up a bit to clutch at window bars.
It is a large commitment, for she can’t sit down again
without some help, but still she is attracted by the din.
Are car horns blaring for the inconvenience or a homer?
The batter’s mad dash down the street and back a slight misnomer,
for first base is the red car and second base the yellow.
Cross the street and third base is the stair stoop of the fellow
who exits from his doorway, briefcase in his hand,
who seems in a great hurry and yet chooses to stand
to see the runner execute his skipping zigzag run
homeward toward the batter’s plate that holds a sticky bun.
Horns blaring as he executes his mission, ends his flight,
bends over, grabs his trophy, and takes his winning bite!
Prompt words today were play, intersection, commitment and brouhaha.
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/15/rdp-saturday-play/
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/12/15/fowc-with-fandango-intersection/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/12/15/commitment/
https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2018/12/15/your-daily-word-prompt-brouhaha-December-15-2018/
Toying Around: Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge/Kids or Pets with Toys
Toying Around
These little guys were entertaining themselves with coloring books in their dad’s butcher shop in Ajijic.
http://ceenphotography.com/2015/11/24/cees-fun-foto-challenge-kids-or-pets-with-toys/
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