dancing merrily down silvery drops

                                                                                                 Author Mohamed rila
Image: Unexpected but most welcomed Summer rain  (here)

10 of 12 given words:
dancing, silver breaking parking 
library bee café, wings table barely

dancing merrily down silvery drops
breaking a lingering Summer heat
the weather adamant on being hot
Summer rain came late
not unexpected but anticipated
a tolerance level accepted

made it from the parking lot
drenched but blessed to be seated
crowds rushed to the library
some a bee-line to the cafe exhausted

waiting in the wings patiently
moments ago all so quiet
tables then barely taken
now struck by  happy elements
so sudden to extend a welcome

Lilian's at d'Verse - temperature
MMT's Sunday's Whirligig # 225
Toni's The Wednesday Muse - summer rain

blinded not by glaring lights

                                                                                                  Hayley Roberts
Image: "One Day I'll Fly Away" (here)
(by Hayley Roberts a creative photographer)

never had it good
twisting maze in a hood
the day not rightly blasphemous
but sauntering directed by the nose
blinded not by glaring lights
but just ill-prepared for the sights

what is life not given a chance
perhaps a night to recover a balance
boy's night out with the guys
boisterously inclined and alive
never had it so good

a quieter and sane nightly choice
may even be an alternative to rejoice
cuddled in the arms of a loved one
minus the fun

but certainly a life worth living
to counter madness of the mornings

Carrie's Sunday Muse #66
Kim's at Real Toad's Weekend Mini Challenge
- let evening come

not to damage brilliance in any form

                                                                                                        Author SD Dirk
Image: Incredible 'dance' atop the bar (here)

the 12 given words:
twice  flame thought bright angel allow 
wear pure shapeless work ask flesh 

twice his flame of thoughts sprang bright
ever tireless angels allow them the pride
wear-and-tear pure and simple was a norm
better not to damage brilliance in any form

shapeless and knocked shamelessly about
work its way up high so decisively with a clout
ask for power warm flesh was expecting
to knock some sense into a stubborn being

accepting a mediocre element was a disaster
but not putting a stop to it was a worse blunder

MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #224
Sumana's at PU's Midweek Motif - dance

it could have been swell

                                                                                         Author  Carlosdisogra
Image:   Vanilla sponge cake with
whipped cream and peaches (here)

11 of 12 given words:
Who are you scream break apart shovel converge specific
barmecidal (giving only the illusion of plenty; illusory)
station help water
anosmic (absence or loss of the sense of smell)

who are you to scream that we break apart
we shoveled hard to create the big mole-hill
we converged on specific issues despite bad starts
at times barmecidal but we managed the feel

secured in our station without help of others
are we to throw these sacrifices to the winds
lots of water gone under the bridge and rafters
through sincere efforts and small beginnings

let us not act anosmic but look forward to smell
the success that we strived with so much at stake
it had been a long night it could have been swell
if not for my mother's wry smile for your burnt cake

MLMM's Wordle #143
Sherry's at PU's Poetry Pantry #487

the Perfumed Garden is intense

                                                                       Author Muhammad al-Nafzawi
Image: The Perfumed Garden of Sensual Delight (here)
(Translator Richard Francis Burton)

the 10 of 12 given words:
blame, fear wait games everything 
sing humiliation smokes, blur dizzy

never to blame
not to be named
exhorting a ring of fire
to explore and not to fear

the Perfumed Garden is intense
not to wait nor to play games
but for real and everything's
described erotically to sing
worthy of praise
for man and women engaged

with no intent of humiliation
but to tell and duly inform
as Kama Sutra did expound
smokes of fire
did away with the blur
clearly defined
to dizzying heights refined
adoring sex but for mankind

MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #223
Sanaa's at PU's Midweek Motif - perfume

there are strings of stories of lost opportunities

                                                 Attribution: Rajasekharan Parameswaran at English Wikipedia

Image: Regret, an oil painting (here)

the 12 given words:
change grow humility seven listen
string stories plate where sits rain still

change for the better
grow in stature
in all humility
exhorting oneself to move forward

but there is so much on the plate
tugging at one's conscience
seven sisters as potential brides
suitors aplenty
but aren't you moving forward
to stake your bid?

listen hard young man
there are strings of stories
of lost opportunities
where one sits in the rain
not wanting to make the first move

upon knowing later
still gloating!
that sitting still is a decision
indecisive but still a decision

you have the right to it
in not making a move!
it leaves a bitter taste for most times
but one is happy to wait for the next round

not quite
for better or for worse
indecision kills the initiative
isn't it better to decide
and not succeeding
a lesson learned
but instead to sit pretty
happy in fool's paradise

many had decided so
taking pride in being decisive
in not making a decision

Brenda's Sunday Whirl Wordle #412
Sherry's at PU's Poetry Pantry #486

listen up, here I am all bound

                                                                                    Attribution: Alexander Technique
Image: Weed Through Pavement (here)

10 of the 12 given words:
listen velvet wrinkles prowl 
doddering (tremble or totter, typically because of old age)
inscrutable (impossible to understand or interpret)
blathering (the action of talking long-windedly)
fifteen daughter alone
junkets (a dish of sweetened and flavoured curds of milk)

listen up, here I am all bound
out of a velvet surface in wrinkled grounds
extending cover from prowling elements
incessantly doddering
through their inscrutable blatherings

are there reasons to believe seeing
a fifteen-year-old daughter
is to be left alone and open to danger
I may be stuck in open space
but my presence is not misplaced
bravely weathering the storm
for young innocents are known
to be open to manipulations
they may fall for even little trinkets
exploited to the fullest with cheap junkets
parents hope and pray for salvation
to court and cover for divine intervention

MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #222
The Sunday Muse for the image - break this week
Marian's at Real Toad's - trinkets

With bird's eye view keenly

                                                                                          Attribution: Anarhla

Image: Formidable pair (here)

Two of a kind

Contending to be commonly refined

Roaming outwardly 

With bird's eye view keenly

Bidding to pick on doomed victims

Ruling the heavens deemed

As a right a show of force no less

Divinely blessed

Appropriately extended 

Ability of one so wicked

With sharp claws to ensure

Tearing apart at leisure

Be forewarned

(55 words)

Kerry's at Real Toad's -  Art Flash 55

rarely one is spared

                                                                               Author Pankaj Purohit
Image: Unknown Shadows (here)

11 of 12 given words:
rarely, spared, greasy swirling delivering, 
knuckles wanting curb news note
finches (a songbird with a colorful plumage)

rarely one is spared the bother
greasy it may seem swirling in the mind
delivering gestures wither
fears of the unknown in shadows defined

perhaps a knock at the knuckles
to remind the wandering lust to refrain
from wanting ideas for helping to unravel
and curb news that impinges a cluttered brain

just note it down and not to be unduly disturbed
finches flap their wings to register their presence
managing it very well unperturbed
gains to plunder with untold abundance 

MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #221 
Susan's at PU's Midweek Motif  - uncertain times

The designs would just turn ballistic

                                                                                                       Artist: Boudin
Image: Incredible sunset  (here)

She liked art as a medium of expression
It provoked her mind to no end
That was the only way she felt the liaison
There was a start so she would not lament
And not bothering on the consequence

She picked a theme to start with the show
It would trigger the process unwittingly
Otherwise she would be stumped to know
A compelling desire for the veracity
It just could not be explained in the flow
Once it got off the ground without a clawback
There was just no turning back

Today it was wriggling in her head like magic
It came in brilliance of something psychedelic
Another time it was colorful and kaleidoscopic
It was easy once the cob-webs cleared up the logic

It could be so hopelessly a chore to fix
That dampened the creative juices
The designs would just turn ballistic
in the mind all confusing and listless
She had been through many times like this
The hazardous recalls of an impressionist artist

Sanaa's at Real Toad's Tuesday's Platform