Sunday, December 21, 2014

As a painting on canvas

                                                                                         Attribution: Brocken Inaglory
Image: Mesquite Dunes in Death Valley National Park (here)

Note: Mesquite Flats Sand Dunes is a fascinating and beautiful location especially in the morning at sunrise.. The beautiful sunsets, with the low angle of the sun bringing out color and texture of the dunes, and the Grapevine Mountains, providing a wonderful backdrop, are only out done by the even more spectacular and colorful sunrises.Death Valley holds the record for the hottest place on earth.- Wiki

The given words: 
eyes high choice always help burn 
panic sweet talk perform snag thousand

Pleasant to the eyes as a painting on canvas
From a distance it looks forgiving and inviting
Reputed to be the hottest place on earth
High fifties celsius of temperature prevailing

Still it is a visit of choice as a tourist attraction
Always a draw to experience extreme provocation
Does not help to alleviate some burning sensations
Nothing to panic for it is a normal reaction

Grapevine Mountains, imposing in the distance
A picturesque spectacle of nature’s beauty
Sweet talk of its grandeur a normal occurrence
To outperform the snag against reality

Sand dunes of a thousand patterns on the ground
With capture during sunsets of its attractive texture
Supporting colorful sunrises in spectacular fashion
Never a desolate place is expected to offer

For Brenda's hosting at Sunday Whirl Wordle # 192 and
Mary's at Poets United's Poetry Pantry #232

Saturday, December 20, 2014

What about the tree?

                                                                                         Attribution : Petr Kratochvil
Image: Decorations galore for sale (here)

Luxury of time
Not anymore sauntering
Christmas creeping by

White on the tree tops
Decorations and presents
Make it warm inside

Cookies and light stuff
What’s cooking in the kitchen
What about the tree?

For Chev's CARPE DIEM  -  christmas decorations and
Joseph's hosting at dVerse's  OpenLinkNight

Great mood for all concerned - an Essence

                                                                                               Attribution: Erik Cavarra
Image: Perfection even in training (here)

Essence, created by Emily Romano consists of two
lines of six syllables each.  There is an end rhyme
(rhyme at the end of the line) and an internal rhyme
(rhyme in the middle of the line)  -  mlmm

Golfer's Desire

Golfers pray all the time
Good play when weather’s fine

Yuletide cheer

Santa gave good presents
Great mood for all concerned

For Georgia's BJ's Shadorma and beyond  -  essence 
at Mindlovemisery's Menagerie  (mlmm)

Friday, December 19, 2014

All vying for a share

                                                                                                   Attribution: Jamsong
Image: Traditional Birthday Fare
for one year old Korean baby (here)

A birthday joy celebrated around the world
Festivities extending beyond
From youngsters to contending adults
All vying for a share

Fairly persistent
Bewitching or bitching but a constant
It is an annual affair
Like it or not
One gets his own share

It is there lurking
One gets it on the anniversary
The question is,

 ‘Are you thinking of a birthday party for your goodself
 Are you not happy to just let it go pass unnoticed
Are you not letting them wonder
Is it not playing into the bewitching
or bitching syndrome?’

A revelation of one’s aging or of having aged
All the efforts of plastic surgeries anti-wrinkle creams
Unwittingly thrown to the winds
All because grannies and gramps agree
To having ‘one thrown for them’
You may not have to!
All are but out in the open
A birthday party for the oldies!

For Gay's hosting at d'Verse's MTB  -  birthday poems

Thursday, December 18, 2014

How very graceful

                                                                                                Attribution: adrian8_8
Image: Speed Skating fast and furious (here)

Swirling jumping and
landing without stopping such
a joy most aptly

Makes it look easy
Poetry in motion silent
sensuous spectacle

How very graceful
As an eagle snooping by
Swooping  for the kill

For Chev's CARPE DIEM #628  -  ice skating

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Disgusted none of it he left not looking back!

                                                                                                 Attribution: Joe Mabel
Image: Inside a Bar (here)

Red Wolf Poems:
stillness time sacred shallowness
mandala fading moody tobacco

alive glaring misty

Poets United:

Boisterous crowd very alive tonight
Not the stillness of an evening stroll
Music blaring in keeping with the tide
Unwieldy slips jiving to an awakened soul

Time to be together most precious
Sacred endeavors all for a good time
Though shallowness of jibes still obvious
What of it for young folks keeping in line

Seated around in  somewhat  mandala fashion
What he had in mind all along for a tortured soul
Crudely unperturbed but a perfect ambiance
Sadness fading moody still but steadfastly bold

Misty tobacco smoke swirling in abundance
A tinge of weed aroma he could faintly detect
Glaringly his mood dive changed so sudden
Disgusted none of it he left not looking back

For Susan's hosting at Poets United Midweek Motif  -  music
Thomg's at 3WW week #406 and
Irene's at Red Wolf Poems We Wordle #33

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Suddenly everyone were shocked!

                                                                   User: Itsmine
Image: The NY Stock Exchange  (here)

More than a munching and hard to stomach
More than just a mouthful leading to the New Year
Bread and butter issues seem to take center stage lately

Events dogged the headlines
Some found themselves in awkward and dangerous situations
Some others  punished violently
Physically they were life threatening or lives were snuffed
Hostage taking in Sydney which left 3 dead
Taliban attacks on schoolchildren with 129 dead
Suddenly everyone were shocked
But these were the immediate

Far worst came by earlier centered on killings
Garner in Staten Island
Brown in Ferguson
Rice from Cleveland
Compounded by unpopular Grand Jury decisions
That tore into the very fabric of race relations

Interspersed in between a Senate hearing
on waterboarding brought torture into the open

No fear for everyone else were likely to be tortured too!
Further and for far longer not unlike those at Guantanamo

Oil dropped to an unimaginable USD52 per barrel
With a prediction of a mind-boggling USD32 in 2 year’s time
And the Dow bubble hovering at 17,000 to plunge
to 6000 also in 2 years
Economic implications and trade imbalances
would bring issues impacting on life in general
and when the US sneezed we
 in other parts of the world got the cold too

Bread and butter issues would greatly
feature from now on and Wall Street pundits were already smirking
 ‘don’t say we didn’t tell ya!’

For Grace's hosting at d'Verse Poetics:  bread

Monday, December 15, 2014

Youngsters with hopes

                                                                                  Author: Clement C Moore
Image: Santa with his Reindeer (here)

The given words:
aloof misshapen skim brume(mist,fog) envelope emblem
discreet anonymous clock throb chantage(Blackmail) temples

Aloof with the misshapen idea of creating angels
Aloof for not being seen
Extending the goodness of happiness
Skimming the brume of the darken skies
That envelops the nights
An emblem of honor

Smiles as wide as the blessed soul
Still accomplishing it most discreetly
Anonymous through the years
Santa and his reindeer
around the clock
But only for fleeting moments

That is how he is remembered
Images of his presence playing on the minds
Youngsters with hopes
Asking for the world
Asking even for the impossible

For all the ho! ho! ho! spirit and festivities
Keeping them alive through the ages
Parents faithfully slogged
To meet the aspirations of their wards

Happiness throbbing in their hearts
More than made up for all their parent's sweat
In getting bigger stockings
To stoke the anticipations
Of a great present

Some children can impose certain chantage elements
But parents being parents take them for love
Temples of faith for the believers
Greenery of thankfulness
Are what parents hope for 
Early Christmas feel blowing in the air

For Yves' hosting at Mindlovemisery's 
Menagerie Wordle # 39

Sunday, December 14, 2014

He ended in a crumpled mess

                                                                                              Attribution: Diego Goez
Image: A Drunk on the ground (here)

Bjorn's given words:
algid- cold chilly
hoy- a barge used in harbors 
vale- a valley
browbeat- to intimidate 
poromeric- synthetic leather substitutes.
scintilla- a minute particle
nightshade- of solanaceous plants 

Lost in the wilderness
In utter silence
Not unlike in a drunken stupor
Algid in repose
Time stood still

In his semi-conscious state
He was painfully aware
It was peaceful
A vale in the morning mist
He laid still as on a hoy

Flashbacks of the night before
played on his mind

Browbeaten into submission
Kind words followed with violence
Poromeric and rubber hoses
Used lavishly

Not a scintilla of remorse
On their part but
He ended in a crumpled mess
Even nightshade torn from the ground
Found his puffy eyes and swollen lips
All because of an innocent remark…

For Bjorn's hosting at #lqw wordle #15 and
Marian's Open Link Monday at Real Toads

Angels without a care in the world

                                                                                         Attribution: Robert Doisneau
Image: Fair use Courtesy of Mag (here)

The given words:
Spacecraft  spinning planets lunatics losers
forever angels endeavor say spread tangle

Spacecraft spinning out of control
Resembling a meteor hurtling to Earth
The planets are in a frenzy
There are a lot of wrong doings
A lot of happenings in the world
Righteousness is sidelined

The lunatics are having it their own way
Others are utterly confused
There are winners and losers
But not all are lost

The lovers are just as busy forever together
Angels without a care in the world
They care just for themselves
They exhibit their desires without recourse
They endeavor to show their feelings
To spread love and affections
Sometimes blatantly in public places
They come with a bang and say it
And they are fondly forgiven

Don’t mess around with those madly in love
Never get entangled
or to unnecessarily tangle with them
They live in their own sacred world!
They are happy
They expect others to be happy too!

For Tess' Magpie Tales #250 and
Brenda's Sunday Whirl Wordle # 191

They do it all wrong here

                                                                                               Attribution: Christina
Image: Exhibits in a museum (here)

I just can’t stand them and I mean them
All of them no exception!
Both those inside as well as those outside
Let’s talk of those inside first

They leave us by ourselves through the night
Nothing happens even in the morning
We see them only in mid-morning
Just a bucket full and they just throw them in
Smelly, dead and cheapest in the market
And they expect us to gobble
all that with relish!
I like my fish fresh
I like them swimming having fun
I will then catch them with a swipe if small
Or pick them by the tail and
bring them up to the surface

They do it all wrong here
This is what we go through everyday
Having dead fish most of them rotten
by our standards

 And we have not even talked about
Those humans on the outside

How we hate the week-ends
That is when they come in droves
And the kids they were cute before
But not anymore

They expect us to get on our back flippers
Clap our fronts and smile
Just for them to take their own selfies
with us in the background

And some even goad us to talk
‘Honk! Oink! ‘ They shout at us
They think it is funny

We only talk when we are happy
Not for some selfish kids for their selfies!

For Yves' hosting at Mindlovemisery's Menagerie
with writing prompts  -  zoo and
Mary's at Poets United's Poetry Pantry # 231

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Fearing not to alert her

                                                                                                 Attribution: Yinan Chen
Image: Jungle Path seemingly Undisturbed  (here)

She is set to keep on going by herself
I still follow her tracks the path seems undisturbed
I check how the clump of trees react
I stand alone by an elder tree, I do not dare breathe
Fearing not to alert her
My lung bursting I can only gulp piranha-like
Free air swirling above my head
Still able not to splash about with the frenzy
Of cornering a victim

She stands and looks back just a wee bit
Not too far in front
Taking her time to determine the coast is clear
Awkwardly she steps out but missing a step
Sprawling unceremoniously on the ground
Of her face, and now she steps into the air, now she is gone
Nonchalantly sweeping across the puddle of brackish water
Looking back victorious in her desire
To slip out of my grips

She jumps floats and skips
Like a gazelle out of a trap but laughing
Knowing fully well no hunting dogs are in pursuit
It is a trivial matter too small and uncomplicated
But still she lacks the conscience
Karma will invariably catch up
I lay down my arsenal
To take a rest
I will not persist in hot pursuit

Note: The lines in italics are inspired from
Jame's Poem  -  Beginnings

For Grace's hosting of Sunday's Mini Challenge
at Real Toads - to be inspired by James Wright's poem

Up the mountain trail

                                                                                             Attribution: Drunk driver
Mountain Log cabin (here)

Up the mountain trail
Hermit’s lodge well provided
For impending cold

Snug in peaceful means
Jungle creatures stopover
Ready leftovers

Cool clean mountain air  
Blue skies with nature's blessings
Poet’s paradise

For Chev's CARPE DIEM #626  -  mountain cabin

Friday, December 12, 2014

A work of art nature is smart

Image: Fair use Courtesy of Real Toads (here)

Note: "Lake Hillier in Western Australia is
bubble-gum-pink and it's literally just a few
steps away from a 'normal' colored Southern
Ocean. Scientists speculate that it’s color is
caused by a reaction of sea salt and sodium
bicarbonate and/or caused by red halophilic
bacteria in the salt crusts"  -  Real Toads

Wonder of wonders what of it here
Appearing chewy as a chewing gum biggie
Seen from above but a body of water
Two of a kind in the world just plain crazy

Scientists have an explanation obviously
Algae beneath, bacteria-like creatures perhaps
For the carotene blessed colors seem uncanny
Something’s got to give and that was that

Strangely enough when samples were taken
Hues of color seen just as plain as any lake water
What of it then at the bottom causing the hindrance
Weird still, assurances given to swim in it not a bother

Plainly a work of art and nature is smart
Blushing pink a little girl's privilege
A phenomena leaving many mystified
For nature works in very strange ways

For Hannah's hosting at
Real Toads  -  nature's wonders

Deceptively inviting

                                                                                   Attribution: Joangray mehamaOR
Image: Beautiful Hornet's nest (here)

Stung bad and confused
Throbbing pain red and inflamed
Spring rain no comfort

Hornets the culprit
Looking pretty but lethal
Mata Hari kind

Nests big as football
Deceptively inviting
Do not mess with it

Strong winds shook it and
like one possessed it became
suddenly alive

For Chev's CARPE DIEM Litttle Creatures # 14 -  spring rain and
Claudia's at d'Verse MTB - something suddenly comes alive!

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Snow White shows the way

                                                                                          Attribution: Darjac
Image: Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (here)

Who says only one
of a kind to stay good friends
Snow White shows the way

Aftermath of nights
Snow as far as the eyes can
see, pureness in white

Shoveling is fun
Perhaps when only knee deep
A chore otherwise

For Chev's CARPE DIEM #624  -  snow

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Blunt in his retort

                                                                                      Attribution: Carlos Delgado
Image: Trumpeting his Thoughts (here)

3WW given words:   
blunt drunk lethargic
Poetry Jam:  quiet

Blunt in his retort
Drunk with emotions
Lethargic in thinking
Not about to be quiet

Give it to the world
Anyone cares for keeps
Not opening for others
Just keep to your side

World in conflict
Enough bother to date
Set in his thinking
Not in many forms

Just within sights
Keeping it simple
Trumpeting thoughts
All in earnest!

For Thomg's 3WW week #405 and
Peggy's at Poetry Jam

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Floating snow flakes

                                                                                               Attribution: Serge Melki
Image: Falling snow (here)

Inspiration from Robert 
Frost's short poems
Downward spiral
Floating snow flakes
Felt smoothness with
enhanced whiteness
of surroundings

Little creatures
Hidden from view
Now in progress

Man rightly seen
Preparing for
grand Yuletide cheer

Inspired by Richard 
Wright's  haiku
                                                           the morning after
abundance of snow last night
coolness in the air

on clapping my hands
on a cold Winter’s morning
blood surged to my head

light sense of freedom
white fluffy snows on branches
                                                         pureness strongly felt                                                         

For Chev's CARPE DIEM GW #37 
Georgia's on Frost
and Special #21 on Richard Wright

Monday, December 8, 2014

Schedule packed with activities

                                                                                          Attribution: Brian Kerrigan
Image: Secretary at her Desk (here)

The given words:
stone  casual  spare  revolving  beggar
block traffic key fever chapped  souvenir

Not etched in stone but still it 
was not just a casual encounter
He spared no efforts  to determine
that his presence revolving around a
schedule packed with activities
was well taken care of

Being a beggar to uphold strict principles
he blocked off certain unnecessary
encroachments of heavy traffic
bidding for his time

Discipline was maintained by Girl Friday
key to his time management

A fever pitched day was broken up
into little sectors to impose and
maintain sanity
Too much talking could result in
chapped lips as a souvenir

For Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Wordle #38 and
Magaly's hosting at Real Toad's  Open Link Monday 

Sunday, December 7, 2014

How she would love it!

                                                                                             Attribution: Elene Usdin
Image: Courtesy of Tess' Mag (here)

Bjorn's given words:
grimoire scrump wreath 
alder dell grampus orchard

grimoire: a book of magic spells and invocations
scrump: steal (fruit) from an orchard or garden:
grampus : another term for a killer whale.
alder : softwood tree of the birch family
dell:  a small valley, usually among trees

Tried as she might but to no avail
Painstakingly rummaging through the old grimoire
She was sure there was to be a cure
Grandma  gave the assurance before
For every ailment the book had an answer

How she would love it
To daintily skip across the dell
As she used to do with the boys
Scrumping from the orchard
Running through the clumps of alder
Being chased by the grumpy grampus of an old salt
She could picture him waving a cane above his head
Jumping a little running a little
"Heard say he was a one-legged pirate
No small wonder we made the slip all the time"

There she was on the floor
The witch had cast a bad spell on her legs
She managed to slip out of bed though
Slowly inching her way on the carpet
She would love to go out in the open again
The door barely seven feet away
How she would love it
The good times!

But where are the boys?
Certainly not a wreath as a substitute!
She cried!

For Bjorn's # lqw wordle 14 and
Tess' Magpie Tales # 249

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Should he just feign death hoping it would leave

                                                                                                  Attribution: Wilfredor
Image: A Feral Charolais Bull (here)

The given words: 
traipse cave exchange deranged chains cape
 feign fillet strain sustain haze inflame

Apologies: In my haste had linked this to 
Real Toads not realizing it was Flash 55
until it was too late. 

Parched lips crying for just a drop of clear spring water
Traipsing the arid landscape very unlike an evening walk
Suddenly he heard      
Faint rustling noises just over the edge sounding like a stream
Jumping over the boulder for a view
he was shocked to be facing the menacing stare of a bull
Where did it spring from
They were not cave-dwellers but neither were there any ranch nearby

They exchanged glances but with an adversary so calm
not anywhere deranged yet but neither in chains either
No red cape of the Spanish bull-fighters to defend himself
Should he just feign death hoping it would leave

It would make good fillet, lots of fillet, being well-built
But this was not the time to think sirloin or T-bone helpings
A raging bull not carved up into slabs of raw steak was no laughing matter

The strains of debating his options were taking its toll
He could well sustain himself only if he remained on the boulder
A large steer like that could not possibly jump up

But lo and behold!
Through hazy eyes he thought they were playing tricks
The bull which stood like a statue for the better of an hour
In a flash turned around and walked away
Perhaps he was not inflamed or choicest enough
Coming along drab dirty and dry was not a good bargain
He was not as juicy as a ‘steak’ for the bull

Hey! Why bother they were grass eaters were they not?

For Brenda's Sunday Whirl Wordle #190
Mary's at Poets United's Poetry Pantry #230 and
Mindlovemisery's Menagerie's #84 - soap opera 

Silent Night brings tears!

                                                                            Attribution: Claude T Ngoc
Image: Elegant Christmas Tree (here)

Note: A Christmas Carol a novella by Charles Dickens.  
Carol tells the story of a bitter old miser Scrooge and his
transformation into a gentler, kindlier man .It was published
in the early Victorian era, a period when there was strong
nostalgia for old Christmas traditions together with the
introduction of new customs, such as Christmas
trees and greeting cards  -  Wiki

What the Dickens? A
Christmas Carol so it was
Perfect novella

Scrooge now no stranger
Stingy and cold character
Immortalized since

Christmas traditions
Revived and established and
Silent Night brings tears!

For Chev's CARPE DIEM #620  -  Christmas carol

Brought back memories

                                                                                                Attribution: Jen R for MLMM
Image: Pennwood Carnival Popcorn (here)

A Shadorma:
A non-rhyming six-line poem
 of 3/5/3/3/7/5 syllables
Childhood thrills
Big crowds, animals
Better than
YouTube screen
Tensed trapeze funny clowns all

A Naani:
There are 4 lines for a
total of 20-25 syllables
Brought back memories   5
Circus in town though no Big Top   8
But the spectacle was 'live'   8
The roar was real   4

For BJ's Shadorma and Beyond at
Mindlovemisery's Menagerie  -  to
write on a shadorma or a naani
(Hank chosen to write both)

Friday, December 5, 2014

Skirting the night skies

                                                                                             Attribution: Kabir Bakie
Image: Full Moon (here)

Bathing the darkness
Full moon with brightness beyond
Skirting the night skies

Bright and beautiful
Surrounded by twinkling stars
Invoking romance

Due nights of splendor
Mankind dancing to the tune
Awaiting day-break

For Chev' CARPE DIEM # 619 -  full moon

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Life is beginning to be tough

                                                                             Attribution: DPUBOC
Image: Tinker Bell bronze edition (here)

The given words:
fairies dust lost door fly
frost puff soft toy life song

The tooth fairies have been here, Mom!
But I have not seen any of them
I swear they were here
Did you see them?
No, I did not but there are signs
What signs?
Fairy dust on the flooring
Oh, those were Kitty’s pug marks. Kitty was 
lost last night and just came in through the door
But they glitter
Yes, you know the silica in the sand
I thought the tooth fairies might fly in
to escape the frost.With a little huff and
a puff and a soft toy under my pillow

But it is not even Christmas!
This is pre-Christmas Mom, there’ll be another from Santa

Life is beginning to be tough
What did you say Mom? Couldn’t hear
I was saying life is a laugh

We used to have songs and story-telling no presents
from the tooth fairy
Is that right?

Your grandma told me the tooth fairy
taught her to sing to me when I was your age!
Obviously your Mom was smart!

For Misky's Red Wolf Poems
We Wordle #32

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

everything to be proud of

                                                                              Attribution: Commons Stamps
Image: The Pocket Hercules (here)

The 3 Prompts:
3WW:compact jubilant neglected
Poetry Jam: hands
d’Verse: winners and losers

Naim Süleymanoğlu was a Turkish World and Olympics Champion. He was nicknamed ‘The Pocket Hercules’ due to his small stature of 4 ft 11 in.  He became the strongest man ever, pound-for-pound, by lifting 3.16 times of his body weight in the 1988 Summer Olympics.  Won three Olympics, seven world Championships six European titles and set 46 world records

In politics later he stood in the 1999 general elections and again in 2006. In 2002 he was the candidate for mayor of Kıraç municipality. He was unsuccessful in all these attempts - Wiki

Packed into a compact frame of barely 5 feet tall
he was nicknamed the Pocket Hercules
Jubilant upon winning Olympics and 
World Championships as a weight-lifter
he had the whole nation behind him. 
He was a winner hands-down

But reputedly a playboy he was nightclubbing 
and smoking 50 cigarettes a day. 
He neglected his health and suffered 
a heart attack in 2009 at the age of 42

Tried as he might in politics 
but his fortunes took a dip

One could be winners and losers
within a lifetime. 
As long as the sufferings and the setbacks were not material
it would have been a good life
Naim had had a good life and everything to be proud of
despite some hiccups

For Thomg's at 3WW # 404
Laurie's at Poetry Jam - hands and
Mary's at d'Verse : Poetics - winners and losers

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Sweet revenge pursued

                                                                                         Attribution: David Kennedy
Image: Dark Quiet lane (here)

Footsteps sounded low
Hat tipped down hiding his face
Teeth gritted eyes red

Dark alley ahead
Owl hooting morbid low calls
Held no fear for him

Cool quiet night air
Bidding for sinister acts
Sweet revenge pursued

Bound to catch headlines
Of tomorrow’s editions
He just had no choice

For Chev's CARPE DIEM's Ghost writer #36
haiku noir - sense of darkness and vulnerability

Monday, December 1, 2014

Blessed by nature’s warmth

                                                                                  Attribution: Kristjaan Panneman
Image: Courtesy of Chev's

A place to call home
Safe sanctuary for spiders
Basking in the sun

Autumn's greenery
Gentle colors blended well
Indian summer’s day

Blessed by nature’s warmth
Shrill cries of children at play
Happy neighborhood

Note: Indian summer's day  - An unseasonably warm,
dry and calm weather, usually following a period of
colder weather or frost in the late Autumn -  Wiki

For Chev's CARPE DIEM Timeglass #12  -  autumn sunlight

They must find a way back home

                                                                                           Attribution:  Mikel Ortega
Image: Trigger and Buttermilk on 
the plains after their escape (here)

The given words:
dizzy unease pallor laughter convulsion 
maim hasten poison lacteal (milky) rustle

Most unfortunate and most cruel
Trigger tried to calm down Buttermilk
It was still dizzy and uneasy thinking
of last night’s episode
It was a clever ruse
They made good their escape

But it took its toll
Buttermilk was just as affected
The pallor in her face was telling
There was no laughter as was seen before
Buttermilk in convulsion immediately
after but was lucky not maimed or hurt bad

Trigger hastened to think on how to go back
Trigger was now in jitters
It was more worried of Buttermilk’s
condition though
It was not sure if the meal given
before their escape last night was poisoned
Buttermilk was foaming like
lacteal around the mouth
It must be very tired

Both were lucky though to make a quick getaway
They managed to outwit the rustlers
They must find a way back home

Roy and Dale must be extremely worried

For Mindlovemisery Menagerie Wordle #37 and
Marian's at Open Link Monday at Real Toads

Sunday, November 30, 2014

hopefully to right human failings

                                                                               Bond of Union, 1956, by M. C. Escher
Image:  Courtesy of Tess' Mag 248 (here)

Bjorn's given words:
dyadic  - relating to or based on two; twofold
profess  -  To affirm openly; declare or claim
carnalize - debase through carnal gratification
dingy  - Shabby, drab, or squalid.
holly  -  the foliage and berries, used especially
for Christmas decoration.
alee -  upon or toward the lee side of a vessel;
away from the wind
benison  -   an utterance of good wishes,
a spoken blessing

Is it proper to have a peek into
a dyadic representation of man’s
mind, a mind bifurcated of two
separate wholes but layered?

Professing a stance to carnalize
on banal weaknesses is to stoop
so low on a human frame

Dingy in preference is no 
validation of intentions and no 
amount of holly cheer in any 
direction alee or otherwise  can 
alleviate evil desires of a 
twisted mind

It runs smack against a profusion
of a priest’s gentle benison to remind
and hopefully to right human failings

For Bjorn's hosting at lqw Wordle #13 and
Tess' at Magpie Tales # 248