Saturday, March 25, 2017

Fair weather is playing truant to yearnings of an idyllic springtime

                                                                                       Attribution: Bastet
Image: Edgewood Garden, Washington State (here)

the 12 given words: 
long months foothills velvety sunshine 
adds smoke sweet touch red stew
cask (A large barrel-like container used for storing liquids)

It is strange after the long cold months.The foothills
are enveloped by a velvety mist where sunshine within
is overwhelmingly absent. It adds to an overcast of a
grainy smoke screen where a sweet touch is most
desired. Ingredients of a beautiful morning are now
presented like a desired hot red stew. Unfortunately
however it is but trussed in a cask, a drab treacherous
start to a vigorous sunny day.Fair weather is playing
truant to yearnings of an idyllic springtime.

Is there a karmic backlash to the ills of mankind
imposed (on the deprived and downtrodden)
elsewhere on this wonderful planet?
(100 words)

Note: To write a prose of not exceeding 100 
words inspired by the spring-time pic  -  Bastet

Brenda's Sunday Whirl's Wordle #292
Bastet's at MLMM's Saturday's Mix
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #346

21 comments:

  1. Wonderful to read Hank, a lovely spring day here.

    Yvonne.

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  2. Makes you wonder as things have a way of coming to be elsewhere

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  3. I'm always fascinated how this works, random words coming together and end up creating a scene that seems like it was always there. With stew and cask I have expected a Rip Van Winkle drunken feast.

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  4. 'Is there a karmic backlash to the ills of mankind' no doubt about it...

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  5. The foothills are enveloped by a velvety mist where sunshine within
    is overwhelmingly absent... sigh.. so eloquent.

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  6. I think the backlash will be even worse, but it might be a foretaste.

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  7. Finally fair weather -- at least in nature, if not in the state of the world. I wonder about that backlash. Perhaps it is occurring now.

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  8. I agree with Bjorn, I think the backlash may be a shock to many. You have described the scene so well here, Hank.

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  9. Fair weather is playing truant... That's as true as the gold I don't have, Hank :)

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  10. Clever idea of fair weather playing truant!

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  11. Very good piece of writing. A backlash of mans karma, that's a disturbing thought.

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  12. This was a bit rough on me until I reached "Fair weather is playing
    truant to yearnings of an idyllic springtime."

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  13. 'karmic backlash' - brilliantly put. A phrase, I think, worthy of inclusion in the lexicon of climate change ... and perhaps, political change as well.

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  14. I know all about those drab starts. Many of my poems begin that way. Fortunately, if I work at it, the drabness goes away!

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  15. Curiously I quite like the mystery of still misty scenes waiting for warmth of spring to change them. I amsure we woul be pretty bored if the weather wasthe same all year round. I quite like how the day awakens through the mist.

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  16. I think man stain this planet everywhere he steps. But it is spring...

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  17. A most interesting piece, I enjoyed how you managed the words and presented such an interesting reflection as you kept to the theme of describing spring. Bravo!

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