butterflies symmetrically designed

                                                                                     Author: Holland, W. J.

Image: Butterfly Collection (here)

to include the line:

light as a feather

not contending to exert any authority
as a show-off among the high and mighty
when the tall skyscraper kissed the sky
belittling others sprouting up high

not unlike the flashy peacock's stance
in colours, regalia decked and fully enhanced

some are thrust to contend with such blessings
not their intention to go with slight teasings

beautiful butterflies symmetrically designed
pinned to the wall amidst soundless whines

as light as a feather unceremoniously displayed

but crying out loud shying away left to their fate

Rommy at Poets and Storytellers United.

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a certain blight on her reasoning

                                                                                   Author: Garry Knight

Image: Vulnerable Young Couple (here)

10 of 12 given Wordle words:

youngest, adults, shower, worm, luminous 

powder, attack, spot, daughters, joint, 

a certain blight on her reasoning

youngest, she acted rather foolishly

adults cringed at ease of its happening

heaps of flattery showered lavishly

they wormed their way most easily

with luminous intensity with least efforts

powdered words attacking incessantly

wild wolf whistles put her on the spot

sisters and daughters must be schooled

joint efforts to counter their inexperience 

small price to pay for being extra careful

attention seekers will seek other diversions

MMT at The Whirligig #414

Bjorn at d'Verse OLN -334-March-

live-edition-two-opportunities/

A to Z April Challenge Theme Reveal

Blog -  Rainbow by Hank Kaykuala

Hank is proposing to do:

ANIMALS -  Anthropomorphic Animal Characters.

1. What is anthropomorphism?

Anthropomorphism is a literary device that assigns human characteristics to nonhuman entities like animals or inanimate objects

2. What are some examples of anthropomorphic animals?

Some famous examples of anthropomorphism include Winnie the Pooh, the Little Engine that Could, and Simba from the movie The Lion King.

mountains bluish and greenish in the distance.

                      
                                                                                            Author: Harald Hofer

Image: The Long and Lonely Privilege (here)

“In space in time I sit thousands of feet above the sea” -  May Sarton 

in “Meditation in Sunlight”

The moon had inspired many with its inherent beauty.
No one disputed that with the owl even pining and no 
dearth of poets with their writings. But when man landed 
on the moon it was rocky and dusty.

The same could be said of mountains bluish and greenish 
in the distance. It is rugged and not expected to be overly 
friendly. I can well imagine in space in time I sit thousands 
of feet above the sea looking down the treacherous gullies. 
Mountain climbing is rightly the privilege of the dare-devils.

Climbers on Everest apparently made a solemn pledge that 

upon returning no word to divulge as to their privilege.
Remains of earlier climbers strewn in the snow are not to 
be made known to folks waiting below.

When asked 'climbing the mountain was it a dare?'  'Yes, 

they replied, 'because it is there!'

(144 words)

Merril at d'Verse  Prosery- meditation/

An uncanny unmitigated desire

                                                                                     Author: Anka Zhuravleva

Image:  Shall I or shall I not! (here)

Unflinching unrelenting

An uncanny unmitigated desire

to unleash unreservedly against

the unrequited love unfolding

Mindful though not to be unsavoury 

nor unobtrusive but unpretentious 

and to remain forthwith unscathed 

against an upsurge of uneasiness 

lest unjustly judged unruly 

and of unsound mind

by an unconcerned him

Unprecedented but to remain

unflaggingly unruffled

unlikely to give in

but to wage war unassisted alone

Carrie's at The Sunday Muse-250

Poppy Day is now long forgotten

                                                                                  Author:  EpicPupper

Image: Wild Poppies Growing Aimlessly (here)

“Write love letters to wild flowers”. -  Marja

Poppies evoked the poignant 
feel to relate to heroic exploits
but the drug scene put paid to what
Poppies stood for

Wild flowers racing with each other 
in fighting mood for barren space
Eager show-offs in Spring with 

offer of first greens right from 

nature’s sincere heart

But thoughts of red colours of 
Poppy Day is now long forgotten
How do we write love letters to
wild flowers to let them know that

Poppy Day is a thing of the past

Magaly's at Poets and Storytellers United

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having had a hand in its creation!

                                                                         Author:  Dominicus Johannes Bergsma

Image:  A Dynasty of One's own Flesh 

and Blood (here)

1.0  earthlings

glory be to raise angels of offspring
of one's own flesh and blood
extending light to life on earth
and not wanting to end a dynasty

2.0  sunbathers

if it so pleased the longings due
for seeing a lineage to dance in the sun
with that of a second and a third generation
to continue as Providence would have it done

3.0 moonshining

it lays bare of a desire to warm up 

to the moon as it rides on its own momentum
a progeny of human existence
to populate this rare planet
as Mother Earth comes into being

and to subsequently die happy

of having had a hand in its creation

Note: Laura Ma'am, not sure whether 

Hank got it right with the sub-titles

Luura's at d'Verse :  MTB - 3 way split

Electronics and Mechatronics

                                           

Image:1 Norman and Kimie fooling around under the coconut tree

The School Holidays -  Two weeks to savour. A respite awaited for! 

It divides the year into two more or less. There are also at other times 

for instance the one at the end of year. That would stretch for almost six 

weeks, the ultimate. But nothing like one in mid-year. It is akin to a 

rest in between takes short enough to rest a little but not too long to 

lose the momentum

Yippee! It is here!
It will be on for two weeks

But time flies quickly

Image: 2 Kimie and Norman at the water-fall at Gramp's

Image: 3 Norman and Kimie at the Club Pool

At the Club - Not too early in the morning but just about when it is turning 

a little warmer. A spot of swimming is in order. A two- hour stint is about 

enough to unwind a little and then off to the cafeteria for some snacks

Water is soothing
Balanced movements of muscles

One feels light and trim

Image:4  Some snacks after the swim

The 4 images above were taken many years ago when they were kids at play. 

They are now in College, both reading for their B. Eng  Norman is in his 3rd 

year specialised in Electronics (computer information) and Kimie in the 1st year 

specialised in Mechatronics (robotics and artificial intelligence) Kimie gets to 

design and play with robots with a mind of their own.

Jade at d'Verse : Haibun poetry - poetics playtime

The Hindenburg Disaster

                                                          Author: International News - Minneapolis Journal

Image:  The Harrowing Image on May 6, 1937

at Lakehurst (here)

Unfortunate Trans-Atlantic crossing
Safely from Germany onto American soil
And about to descend slowly prior to landing
But landing zone subject to bad weather turmoil

Massive gigantic white and airborne
At an altitude in throes of stormy weather
Force of winds in varied directions
Made landing a delicate maneuver

Shifting of some hydrogen gas and water
Quick action made into specific compartments
Amid chaos but part of stabilizing measures
Effected to maintain a proper shift of balance

But all it took was a spark to court disaster
Plastic-like a graphic tragedy unleashed
Showering ignited debris of light structure

Thirty-five of people on that day perished

Rosemary at Poets and Storytellers United. 

friday-writings#66  - in the face-of-disaster

lost in the morning darkness

                                                                                         Author: Monkey Junior

Image:  In pensive mood (here)

the 10 of 12 Wordle words

darkness, height slow faithless, doorstep 

cry storm steep strange devious

lost in the morning darkness

at the height of the receding January snow
slow in the likes of life's misgivings

faithless in extending the hand of friendship
at the doorstep of pensive thoughts 
a far cry from the obvious stance of innocence
disappointment, despair, and despondency
of a people staring at the storm brewing

the will to look for bread and salvation
the will to just taste the steep climb

to luxury and of not being hungry
but the will to survive

what stops one from foraging
from deceit and from deceiving others

just to let a child have bread
when all around are the machinations of war
devised and perpetrated by fellow men
to prevent other fellow men women and child
from wanting and getting their bread

it is strange for the weak are made to suffer
it is devious for the strong to grab everything
are they blind to the fact that
it is a zero-sum game
for whatever one takes
the other has to sacrifice

MMT at Sundays Whirligig-412.

designs to seek for an answer

                                                                                          Author: anon

Image: An Expectation (here)

she has designs to seek for an answer

not readily garbed but aligned to the weather

not in fancy fur coats or leather jackets

but an anticipation of the unexpected

only a determination with bare means
to look for the one who left in a hurry
expanse of ocean waters to accord salvation
drawing her to search for satisfaction

braving the odds in just polyester and nylon
needling a conscience of the innocence
of one with a mistaken belief in her mind

still to be pursued that love is blind  

Carrie's at Sunday Muse #248.html - photo prompt

So much to catch up on

                                                                                 Author:  Vyacheslav Argenberg

Image:  Catching up on Lost Times (here)

I was in a hurry. I would be late for the appointment. Briskly 
walking along the block not hurrying, not wanting to be sweaty 
upon arrival, I should be there in 15 minutes so I reasoned

I took a turn around the block and, lo and behold, there she was
facing me. We were pleasantly surprised, taken aback in fact.

Then simultaneously we both lurched forward involuntarily and
hugged each other tightly and kissed just as it had been decades ago. 
She was just as sweet and beautiful as before.

So much to catch up on -  how thankful I felt
The appointment could wait!

Kim's at d'Verse   Poetics-prelude-to-a-kiss/

a whiff on the flute

                                                                                    Author: Lukasz Kobus,

Image: A musician playing transverse flute (here)

a whiff on the flute floats
in classic waves across
the emptiness
a slight rustle of the leaves 
follows suit in unison 

it sets an idyllic setting
with the immersion of melody
of impetuously unique sounds
and the music continues on

ever so slowly 

(44 words)

Linda at d'Verse - Quadrille Monday#170-music-is-my-refuge/

You reflected a moment

                                           
                                                                                 Author:  Chris Radburn

Image: Foggy Entrance  (here)       

“Life is always going to be stranger than fiction, 

because fiction has to be convincing, and life doesn’t.”  -  Neil Gaiman

You look up to the heavens above

Seeking consolation for your being

Foggy is the sky that tugs at your imagination

But this is not what you had desired

Your person cries out in desperation

Please hear me!

Sadly nature is against your will

It will not release rain to soothe 

the parched earth of your soul

You've been hurt many times

Are you to take it again?

You reflected a moment

You are now acting more rational

You had wished to draw the line across

and this could be it!

There is certainly more in life 

yet to see.

'Give yourself a chance' 

your conscience whispers

'a second chance'

Yes, give yourself a chance

'Swallow your pride' it whispers again

Life is always going to be stranger than fiction,

It works itself in strange ways

It now helps you to decide

You are going back to him

to make up!

Carrie's at The Sunday Muse#247.

Magaly's at Poets and Storytellers -friday-writings#64

Mother bird and her responsibility

                                                                                                 Author:  Stefan Xp

Image: Great Expectations (here)

the 11 of 12 given Wordle words:

heat, fantasy found movies desire dark night hand chain,

duvet (a soft quilt filled with down, feathers 

used instead of an upper sheet and blankets)

breath

Great day with the heat and cloud cover
Fantasy found  in movies very inviting
They who desire from the dark night before
Hunger registered and patiently waiting  

Mother bird at hand taking a responsibility

Flies in every now and then very much aware
Measures of love in earnest and sincerity
Chain of events enacting a mother's care

Sleepy heads in the nest show different reactions
Young people under the duvet are often reluctant

To spring out of bed with Mother's presence
A ticking off often preceded against show of objections

When dislodged from their comfort zones

Mother's sigh of relief breathed with satisfaction
There is that lone voice of moderation

Mothers to the rescue a patron of a great invention

Lillian at d'Verse OLN LIVE

MMT's The Whirligig Wordle 410

Best we meet so I decided.

                                                                                                    Author: Decha Aulia

Image: Together Again! (here)

“This year’s a different thing, – I’ll not think of you.” - Charlotte Mew, 

from her poem, “I so liked Spring”

“This year’s a different thing, – I’ll not think of you

That was what's coming, so I thought. But I just 

could not. There were harsh words before but it 

seemed these were normal. You had sounded 

so tense and I rushed  over when I got your tweet. 

I'm really so glad nothing's the matter. Been meaning 

to call but I thought we agreed to meet in a few day's 

time. That was the reason why I did not call. I did not 

want to bother you. I would call just to confirm but 

thoughts of you swirled wildly in my head.

Best we meet so I decided. I could not allow you to bear 

it all alone. I just could not wait to call you this time. I know

it may be a few more days but I'll kiss anyway for Happy 

Valentine!

(144 words)

Note: written a few days ago

Merril at d'Verse  -  Prosery- last-year-lost-love

The world whirled slowly by

                                                                                     Author: Ivan Pili

Image:  I Dream of Reaching (here)

the10 of 12 Wordle words:

changed, love, names, happy, give

picture, lines, story, curtain, alley 

The world whirled slowly by

Changed into medley of activities

Some dream of love and names to come by

And many others happy with mediocrity

Many planned to give and procure

Executed the picture with perfection

But some just failed to endure

Waited unashamedly in lines for alms

Narrated of stories to what transpired

Drew the curtain across with no bother

Not inclined to reveal of whims desired

Young couples aligned their own rudder

In a world of their own venture

Up steps in an alley pitching a wish

Time stood still pristine in nature

Have we elders not savoured such bliss?

Carrie's at Sunday Muse #246

I had great admiration for your wife's taste

                                                                                               Author:Etnografiska museet, 

Image:  A Colourful Sweater   (here)

(note - image is for presentation purposes only

not to suggest it is ugly)

that is the ugliest sweater that I have ever seen!
and you have to choose that for yourself!

I did not!

there was a whole range on display

I saw it yesterday while at the Mall
yes, she said so herself

you mean a present from your wife?
surely there's something more forgiving
the colour stands out! 
yes but. it is too bright, is it not too loud?

I don't know!

I had great admiration for your wife's taste

but that was before, not any more!

you noticed that?

I envy your dressing before, immaculate good

pattern designs, but not after you had eyes for your new secretary

yes, I think so too!
your loving wife sure knows how best to get back at you

I told you, deny..deny...!

but I have always been honest to her

keeping a good relationship is better than being honest

you don't have to be honest on certain things

so what do I do now?
perhaps we can put it to test
if you must say so, let's ask Anne my daughter 

what do you hope to get from her?

Anne will always give a fair comment

to her father!

Ingrid at d'Verse  Poetics-hidden-gifts/

I Bumped into The Night's Darkness

                                         

                                                                                                         Author: Pinterest by: @iloveblack3

Image: Shattered dreams  (here)

I bumped into the thickness

of the night's darkness

and broke into pieces
what stupidity and recklessness.

gazing too long at the blank
of nights searching for your smile
and realising it wouldn't be there
for quite a long while

though seldom do we meet
each is a memory to keep
remaining fresh like a plucked rose
kept in water in sweet repose

bon voyage to the fright
that will take her to distant shores
in her absence I'll hug the light

hoping not to break up any more.

Carrie's at The Sunday Muse#245

Can one be faulted?

                                                                                                             Author: Lucyin

Image:  Walking hurriedly (here)

Motley of questions clouding her mind. Cobwebs clinging affecting her thinking
She is seeking for answers as to why he comes back. She hurriedly leaves the 
house thoughts still bothering her. 

She still has clear recollections of the last encounter. There she was on the bench 

teary eyed spurned and reduced to a wreck sobbing. Gritting her teeth she laments 

her hopelessness. He left without as much as a  glance over his shoulders. 

That was not too long ago about five years she reckoned. He has the audacity 
now to make amends causing her to shudder.

She could not say no as he could move mountains. What he had in mind she 
just could not fathom. She is heading towards the designated rendezvous 
keeping to the appointed time. 

Why she is complying is mystifying but she has to.  Her heart is still within 

his grips that is beyond explaining!  

Can one be faulted

Feelings taking a backseat

A human failing

Frank at d'Verse  -  Haibun-Monday- heart

Rebel Without A Cause

                                                                                             Author: anon

Image:  Drum-beats of Times

Gone by (here)

A heart throb!
You came on the scene
Made a fleeting appearance
Scared the daylights
of peers and big names

Oh! How they swooned and moan
Natalie was a gem
To hold you spellbound
Extended all the support
A pretty lass
Your following all wanting more

The known big names Hudson, Taylor
Were cast with you but you stood tall
A couple of starring roles, just!

Rebel Without A Cause

East of Eden

Written in the stars 

destined for fame

But alas,
That fateful day of September 30, 1955
In a moment of shocking encounter
The unbelievable

A disaster!
A crash, a car crash
Snuffed the young life

at age of 24 

A bright future already in hand
in the middle of the making
of Giant, disrupting the shoot
To save the day
a double was brought in

Shattered  the dreams of many
The teeny, the young and the old
A legend upon your demise
Obliterated from the scene though
but in place an icon was born
Untimely but never forgotten
Broken hearts aplenty
Chanting...

Dean, James Dean!

Carrie;s at Sunday Muse #244.

Life's Goodness in Wholes or Halves

                                                                                               Author:  Ivar Leidus

Image:  Lemons for the Asking (here)

Given to niceties
When growing up through the  years
Life had been forgiving

Now more towards
challenging times
Opening up to old age

Health-wise afflictions
slowly creep in,on the quiet
but progressively

Testing times on hold
or arrested wholly, lucky me
Work or at play one takes
the middle road

Thankful for the morrow
That offers so much for those

who strive at their own pace

Magaly's at PSU : Friday-Writings#61- such-inspiring-titles

Unwittingly they kept a date

                                                                         Author: Pedro Ribeiro Simões

Image: They stayed apart  (here)

Unwittingly they kept a date
Stealing glances but keeping a safe distance

He would love to listen to her voice
Not to endure wild gossip or chatter
but just

The authenticity of purpose, however
was not matched by the desire

to break the ice

(44 words)

Mish at d'Verse   quadrille-168/

Softly about it!

                                                                                     Author: ID 4653867

Image: Happiness!  (here)

A blast from the past
By chance prompted her
to map out a strategy

An integral part of the answer
is in his ability to synchronize
all of the visual hints
A structure of hope
in life’s offerings

She is happy with him
A tip she held dear is

to face up to problems
before they became
insurmountable
To nip them in the bud

Softly about it

It worked all the time!

Lillian at d'Verse OLN - opportunities to join us LIVE!

Perceived melancholy seemed inevitable

                                                                                         Author: Graham Hogg                                               Image:  Menacingly Bare and Monotonous (here)

Chill of winter waving hazy grey of sky 
Many resigned to less hectic of activities
Perceived melancholy seemed inevitable

Mentally prepared for 'hibernation' woes

The correlation is tweaked more

towards the impending expectations 

Winter's cold and activities curtailed

Reveals a deathly feeling

How unkind to view such an outcome

Unfairly exhorted by way of colours 

For winter will be bathed in unstained white

Monotony dampened by prolonged inactivity

Guilt feelings heightened by inability 

to counter and to expect better

Sanaa at d'Verse  Poetics-the-blizzard-of-the-self

I never had it that good.

                            Author: FelipeIbazeta

Image:  Utterly confusing!  (here)

Everything I do is stitched with its colour"  -  William Stanley Merwin

I never had it that good. I am more in a twisting maze meandering 
without directions. The day is not rightly blasphemous but sauntering 
led unashamedly by the nose. Not quite blinded by the glaring lights 
but rather just ill-prepared for the sights

Everything I do is stitched with its colour. What is life if not given a 
chance perhaps a day to recover its balance. It smells of the peculiar
brand of activity, of a boy's night out with the guys boisterously 
inclined and alive, very much like an extended family relationship.
I never had it so good

A quieter and sane nightly choice is bandied about. Rather amusing 
in the way it is accomplished. It may even be an alternative to rejoice
cuddled in the arms of a loved one, certainly a life worth living to 

counter the madness of the mornings.

(144 words)

Jade Li at d'Verse -  Prosery - everything-is-stitched

look back in anger

                                                                              Artist: Richard Burlet

Image:  Painting by Richard Burlet

 “Woman in Blue”   (here)

the 11 of 12 given Wordle words:

shoulder manifestations silence broken shuffle 

moments stand blade nearly again wraps

look back in anger

over the shoulders

manifestation of emotions rekindled

accentuated by pangs of silence

broken perhaps by shuffling of the feet

look back for moments of truth

to give credence to integrity

that to stand precariously 

on a blade of imagination 

for nearly making a big mistake

is a disaster averted

never again  to keep them under wraps

but it is human nature

to hold back a little

Carrie's Sunday Muse #242

Brenda's Sunday Whirl Wordle-588/

Bumper to bumper

                                                                                          Author: Musyajackson

Image:  Caught in a Jam (here)

(pun unintended)

City life so they did say
Not to feel intimidated nor threatened
Part of a daily routine
Not rattled just an inconvenience

So why all the unruly behavior
Never wanting to show anger but a smile
When shown the middle finger
Avoid a tiff but tolerance for a while

Bumper to bumper

Anger stifled wheels unmoving
Just a nick at the fender
Never could take it like a gentleman
Rush hour madness

Rommy's at Poets and Storytellers United

 - friday-writings-59-wheels

fragments of his memories

                                                                                    Author: Sander van der Wel

Image:   Decidedly Depressed (here)

in for the long haul*
fragments of his memories*
old habits die hard
scalded in his thoughts for another
need we go far to take a peek
when chips were down breathe easy

he stood there thinking
why was he there 
the day he left the premises after his last paper
nature awakened with harrowing scenes
it had finally come to a boil

decidedly depressed

Laura at d'Verse : MTB finding-it-first

* links to the poems

moments in time in light shadows

                                                                                 Author Delaina Haslam                                 

Image: Alone at Night  (here)

10 of 12 Wordle words:

lake swan moon moment indigo 

absence hurt surface wings lucky

clear lake waters

a swan gliding in all innocence

moon shine gleaming in the night sky

moments in time in light shadows

of indigo and mysterious blue 

absence of trouble from where it emanates

transcends emotions sans hurting

startlingly a light mist wanting to surface

caressing soft rosy cheeks

spanning wings of change emerging

leading to a morning of softness

with luck a light breeze trespassing alongside

a romantic moment creeping in

setting a warm mood

rustling leaves bidding a share

love is in the air

MMT's Wordle at sunday'swhirligig- 404.

Linda at d'Verse :open-link-night-329/