She was not to smite back

                                                                                           Author:  Charles J. Sharp

Image: Matured Responses and Patience

All the Way (here)

the 10 of 12 Wordle words:

torn safe spill soothed breath 

raspy (hoarse or harsh-sounding)

hiss fairy bluff flush

She was torn between love for her 

father and of the harsh treatment by 

her fiercely scornful step-mother

She reasoned it was not safe to spill 

the beans but  to take it and still 

remained under one roof even with 

one so unreasonable

She used to cry as an infant abandoned

to her wits for which even her father 

was unaware and she suffered as 

a consequence

She soothed herself with deep long 

breaths against raspy admonitions 

or whispers hissed in her face

She was not to smite back against 

outright bluffs nor act vindictive but 

to flush off the feelings of sadness 

and muster blessings of good upbringing

Dreams of a fairy-tale childhood of

songs and dance with step-sisters was

only reminiscent of Cinderella's woes

She had hopes of a reformed step-mother

to love and be loved like one of her own.

Feelings of despair were toned down and 

kept at bay most times

Brenda's Sunday's Whirl  - Wordle-583/

To lovingly dream in wonder

                                                                                    Author:  Magdalena Berny

Image: What are One's Desires (here)

To lovingly dream in wonder

It just takes a little time

Quiet moments of splendour

In some seconds so sublime

Far away let it just wander

In the likes of heaven’s expanse

Surfing's timeless fervour

Akin to a free falling sense

Let the imagination run wild

Big oaks from little acorns transform 

A dream being easily profiled

Of wanting's craved for too long

Carrie's at Sunday Muse #240

Uneasy approach to a quiet lane

                                                                                                   Author: Luke Porter

Image: Walking alone at Night  (here)

Uneasy approach to a quiet lane
Street lights only at strategic places
Just enough to side-step the gain
To pin hopes for a safe passage

Not to take unnecessary risks
Seize the privilege of an upper hand
Spare oneself of unwarranted grief
Secure a  release in any event

One need not have to wonder
Just split easy to get unstuck
Stars above will help to ensure

Avoid the gutter mind the dark

Grace at d'Verse - MTB zen-poetry/

light of love shone bright in the beginning

                                              Author: Tichnor Brothers

Image:  Lighthouse Providing 

Light in the Night (here)

lost times devoid of a fragrance
when hearing evaporated above
was there a way to enhance
in as much as to make things last

love neglected would react
energy waned in unsettled bids
buoyed in situations of suspect
far from an ability to succeed

there was a fighting chance
that love could be unduly static
it spoke of light in the gardens
its apparent strengths frantic

young lovers had better learn

light shone bright in the beginning

sincerity and trust had to be earned

not taken for granted net of feelings

Sarah at d'Verse  -bringing-light-into-the-darkness/

candy is for the sweet tooth

                                                                                        Author: Max Braun

Image:  Colourful Candy (here)

candy is for the sweet tooth
comes in various flavours 
colourimgs and shapes
favoured by the youngsters

low in nutrients though 
and rich in calories 
often avoided by adults

In a way it is being fair to
everyone to make of their

own choosing

(44 words)

Mish at d'Verse  Quadrille #166 candy

providing a brew of Beethoven's

                                                                                     Author: Stilfehler

Image:  Talented Young Violinist (here)

what a treat!

of an early morning ritual
never a shadow of doubt 

not to stop the strains of sounds
of a string instrument 

for ages that accompanied masters
 

providing a brew of Beethoven's 
not shaken by the enormity
that dogged many a young boy
but to view it as just another recital

notes upon notes to digest

but a plaything of a child prodigy

who had shipped off all negative thoughts

but to provide an outlet for his talents
God-given blessed be 

musically inclined complemented 

with a talented pair of hands

Carrie at Sunday Muse #238 - hands

Fuzzy and feeling blue

                                                                               Author: Justin Higuchi 

Image:  Sadly Alone Now (here)

Decidedly depressed
Could not hide her emotions
Others did not express
Any kinds of suggestions

What was she to do
It was a lone battle
Fuzzy and feeling blue
It was a big muddle

The love of her life
Had frittered away
Her being now nose-dived
Much to her dismay

Easy in giving her all
Nurtured of good upbringing
Now felt rather small
All had gone with the wind

More guarded now
In expending feelings
Bleeding heart not anymore

Which had left her reeling

Magaly's at Poets and Storytellers United

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Tranquility of evening

                                                                                   Artist: Edward William Cooke

Image:  Venice, A November Evening 

in the Lagoon (1859)  (here)

Day is done they troop
back to their homes wondering
What have I achieved?

Mirror like glassy expanse

Tranquility of evening

Accorded to those blessed

Dusk transforms to a
darkened stupor to welcome
a night of conscience

The wayward seek peace of night
with hopes they are blessed nearer

towards nirvana

A November night to cleanse 

To check out a clean slate

Stepping out into an uncertain 2023

Merril at d'Verse  poetics

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the famous "skirt scene"

                                                                Author: Corpus Christi Caller-Times

Image:  Marilyn's skirt shot up 

when a train passed under (here)

Marilyn Monroe while filming The Seven Year Itch 
on the streets of New York. She apparently stopped 

above the grate at some point and the famous "skirt 

scene" was recorded for eternity

An infectious smile

The warmth of an icon 

An exuberance of youth

Etched in memory

A picture of a heart-throb

A wind-blown up skirt

Unrehearsed unexpected

Specially accorded by 

Divine intervention

An untimely death

Snuffed off a brilliant career

They cried in unison

Lisa at d'Verse Quadrille#165-warmly/

a descendant of a wild predator

                                                                                                         Author: Zooper12

Image: Adorable Lion Cubs (here)

11 of 12 given Wordle words:

crack, glimpse loom creep curl 

light, grip, whirl spin wonder lord

at the crack of dawn glimpse

of home loomed ahead

emerging through the branches

as a descendant of a wild predator

they looked askance at all the furore

of a journey by a river boat

with intent to capture their hearts

born at the zoo they were adorable

they just creep slowly to his feet

to curl in a light grip of his warm hands

their thoughts seem numbed in idleness

but they still advanced forward 

often whirled in a spin to wonder 

how the good Lord had favoured them

but a sudden gust of wind 

with force rocked the boat 

it tweaked  their focus and off they jumped

even though there was fondness for him

to be free in the wilderness 

was a better alternative

how he gnashed  his teeth with fury

how silly to have left them untied

was there a reason to curse and rant

for forgetfulness endured

was a grim lesson

Brenda;s Sunday Whirl - Wordle-#579-a-bakers-dozen

Trudging in the evening dusk

                                                
                                                                                           Author: anon
Image: Stealthily moving
camouflaged by  the darkness (here)
 
A young maiden
Trudging in the evening dusk
Clinging against hope vying for strength
Her beauty only for him

Gathering storms building up
Bidding for a good omen
A sign of awakening
An offering nonetheless
 
Stealthily moving
Camouflaged by  the darkness
 

Puddles in the cobblestones
Intermittent rain did not deter her

 
She quicken her pace almost running
Stealing glances to her back
 
Why? What was the motive
Leaving  in such a hurry

There must be reasons!

Carrie's at Sunday Muse-#237

whispered to himself in prayers

                                                                            Author: Popular Graphic Arts

Image: A Child in Prayers (here)

10 of 12 given Wordle words;

morning, mist deer withered shadow, spruce

juniper (juniper berries used in cleansing 

rituals from evil forces and recognized as 

symbols of purification and protection)

fetish breath prayers

It had finally come to a boil

Wandering in the woods in the 

morning mist ditched in the middle 

of nowhere like a deer lost in the city

Not wanting to make light of his 

predicament he reflected 

on rumours garnered through

the grape-vine 

Withered, in his demeanor 

a shadow of  his normal self

The might of the Almighty

could be called upon to spruce

up confidence and strength

with the juniper berries

Certainly not a fetish in doing so

Nothing is more frustrating than to

hear tell it was the truth even though

it was just through sliver thin

confirmation of unsolicited

information

In a slow breath he 

whispered to himself in prayers

He must determine the sanctity

of truth 

Sanaa in d'Verse OLN 

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To waltz through ready for a change

   

                                                             Author: 'Sincerely media' at Unsplash

Image: The Power of Three (here)

11 of 12 given Wordle words:

wafer waltz ready feign rant dried

ridge manic winch ring widow

Her life empty without him

Wafer thin it should need a rethinking

Could spare a thought in the interim

To waltz through ready for a change

Should she feign happiness

To rant softly for the good times

Is she ready to attempt a dare

But why good ideas had dried up

She is now perched on a ridge 

Turning manic with risky consequence

How then to winch body and soul

Out from a ring of emotional entrapment

None too free to merit desired attributes

Should act fast for redemption of mercy

Admittedly with strength to dispel sympathy

Not to lock horns with troublesome company

For two's a company that one would desire

Three's a crowd where adults are involved eventually

Perhaps a blessing in disguise for her to savour 

For now just a lonely widow with spiritual tenacity

Rosemary's at PSU  Friday-Writings-51-power-of-three

Brenda's Sunday Whirl Wordle-576/

a sight seldom seen

                                                                                             Author: anon

Image:  Girl with a Black Bird  (here)

flying above in formation
end of Autumn and approaching cold weather,

the annual migration of the black bird

is slated to begin

instinct plays its part
heading south with a purpose
flying together with those 

of bright, warm colours

species of varied sizes and shapes 

just for a few days and off again.

tired bones rested in the arms

of a friendly human every year without fail

a sight seldom seen 
hard to believe

Carrie's Sunday Muse #234

a phase of unheard shouts

                                                                                            Author: William Hope 

Image:  Waiting patiently (here)

what was causing the uneasy charm

in the confusion a clamouring for an answer
beneath the skies a canopy of quiet calm
a voice lost and stumped with coils of bother

a solitary tree dancing furiously in the winds
unlike a willow giving way but standing bold 
such was unrest invoked by a mysterious waiting
to succumb into inactivity on the writer's hold

a writer's block a phase of unheard shouts
frustration and loss to counter the imposed cover
sought by those as an option of a way out

a respite to dispel the recurring doubts that linger

Linda at d'Verse OLN #-325-and-so-the-story-goes

there is a need to react positively

                                                                                        Author: Tasha Marie

Image:  Girl in A Jar  (here)

10 of 12 given Wordle Words:

grief bruises lifted depths murmurings 

wants edge field skin crevice 

Good grief!

space no bruises to the ego 

but one needs space 

to muster efforts and gumption

and to be lifted out

from depths of the jar

murmurings of wants 

putting one on edge 

thinking of the field of vision 

off the skin limiting the freedom 

absence of crevices to sneak out

put paid to the initiative 

but there is a need to react positively 

no matter what!

Carrie's at Sunday Muse# 233.html

Brenda's Sunday Whirl Wordle #575

Bell-bottom pants sweeping the floor!

                                                                     Author: Tiggertrouble

Image: Current Phat Pants similar

to the Bell-bottoms of old  (here)

Bell-bottom pants sweeping the floor

Hey sailor boy, it'll wear out fast

Happiness of fashion keeping up with 'them'

Preference for cut out jeans

Another fad came about, remember!

Utterly confusing to grown-ups

But fashion turnaround is normal

Phat pants now making a comeback?

(44 words )

Kim at d'Verse Quadrille#162

not shaken by the enormity

                                                                                            Author: anon

Image: Light at the End of the Tunnel?

                                                                                            Author:  Xapaxava

Image: A Young Violin Player  (here)

!0 of 12 Wordle words:

carving now awful breath snarl 

thumping pity signs drop reveal 

carving a niche now

never a shadow of a doubt 

of time well spent

awful to some

but not to stop the strains of sounds

of a string instrument 

at an early age providing a breath

of Beethoven's compositions 

not shaken by the enormity

that dogged many a young heart

that snarled at their inability

thumping their hearts out

to keep pace with him

a pity to them as to him 

it was just another recital

notes upon notes to digest

but as a plaything 

signs of a child prodigy

who had dropped off all negative thoughts

to reveal that side of his talents

God-given of a chosen few

 

Carrie's Sunday Muse  #232 

Brenda's at Sunday Whirl Wordle #574

What is it of a best friend

                                                                                 Author: Kate Ter Haar

Image: Loving My Red Paint Brush  (here)

What is it of a best friend
Not all the time by your side
Though ever willing to give a helping hand
Extending empathy a shoulder to cry on

What is it of a best friend
Feisty little darling in good times
Meddlesome sometimes and an irritant
But a joy to be around with

What is it of a worst kind of best friend
Sneaking with a Brutus’ ploy
To stab in the back
Or a Cassius’ stance
Of ever suspicious character

But one of a best friend
Who is more than all that!

Extending inspiration
Stroke by stroke in richness
Colourful in softness
Fulfillment of gaps and emptiness
An answer to writer’s block intruding
Just one waiting to be picked
Of various types and stature
Not answering back
Nor biting when angered
To be dipped and splashed freely
When required
Without nary of  objections
Ever willing
To capture my imaginations
In hues rich of colour

Of glaring red, a burning of desire

Of red and blazing in anger

Eyes twitching ready to pounce
Though often times
I was guilty of leaving it alone
seething with neglect

A best friend always by my side!

My paint brushes

Rosemary at Poets and Storytellers United - 

friday-writings-48-red

One or separate bills?

                                                                                           Author: Willard84

Image: Windmills at Kinderdijk (here)

                                                                           Author:Bertknot from Australia

Image: Delft Blue Ceramics 

at Rijks Museum (here)

Tulips and windmills
Of canals with anglers all day

Drawing bridges trams to and fro 

Lots of bicycles and maple trees

with crimson leaves in Autumn

Den Haag and the Centrum

Wooden clogs and Delft blue

Herring in onions
Fries, with or without?

Dining is bliss, hot cuisine
Indische rijsttafels pizza
or just Chinese takeaways

One or separate bills?

Edam and cheese galore

No, preference for that sparkling 

diamond ring!

Astublieft and Dag....

Note: A revisit to the time in Holland where Hank

spent some unforgettable moments before

Lillian at d'Verse OLN Live

careful of what's coming!

                           Author: Elm Cottage

Image: A Restrain but not an 

Insurmountable Obstacle (here)

10 of the 12 Wordle words:

nervous sticky evidence 

frosting (having a translucent textured surface that it is difficult to see through) 

celebrate necessary photograph artistic sweet festive 

much ado about nothing, did you say!

is it insurmountable that it makes one nervous

it is a sticky situation as evidenced 

much like looking through a frosting surface

barely visible perhaps but an outline

nothing to celebrate under the circumstances

may be necessary to invoke

the photographic image of it 

very much like having 

an artistic picture in the mind

to help clear the difficulties

what are we talking about anyway

nothing sweet and festive definitely

one has to be ready

the Ukraine war is impacting on 

the economic fabric of Europe

and eventually the whole world

yes, one has to be ready

careful  of what's coming

in the ensuing year 

we are in for a nasty recession!

weeuar's at MLMM's : Photo-Challenge-#435/

Lisa's at MLMM's Wordle-291/

Bed-in for Peace, remember!

                                                                                              Author: anon

Image: John and Yoko (here)

there were sit-ins 

groups gathered in numbers

in front of corporate offices

right in the middle of roads

or just in the open

sitting not wanting to move 

to challenge authority

invariably ending in

tear-gas response or

gushing water-hose

directed at them

John and Yoko did one better

Bed-in for Peace, remember!

they were a two-week long

non-violent protest

as an experimental new-way 

to promote peace, where?

in bed, that's where! 

they were photographed

smiling happily 

and it worked

Held world-wide attention

from Hilton Amsterdam

and Queen Elizabeth, Montreal

to highlight the pain and sufferings

to put a check on the Vietnam War

raging then in 1969

remember!

Carrie at Sunday Muse #231

nature awakened with harrowing scenes

                                                                                  Author: NWS Kansas City

Image: tornado strengthening shortly 

after touching down (here)

10 of 12 given Wordle words:

sky, bush, stillness, subtle, salt, 

web, mouth, eyes, careful, stained 

nature awakened with harrowing scenes

sky darkened in many localized routines

both dwellings and bush with lots in  ruins

stillness so subtle rubbing salt to the skin

rain-lashed coastlines by forceful hurricanes

floods and tornadoes brought misery inland

heavens disturbed and for a few days reigned

web of intrigues and unimpeded restrains

gaping mouths shocking to say the least

eyes closed lost and not expecting a feast

careful to rein-in the madness and pain

unwittingly stained but confidence regained

divine help to appease was much obvious

Providence showed  wrongs in our choice

No dope to numb the thinking process

Or a swan-song with no room to protest

MMT at Whirligig #391

extending a service so noble

                                                                     Author:Source/Photographer Birgit Brånvall

Image: Array of Museum Exhibits (here)

Placed at an unflattering position on the body
But extending a service so noble, what an irony

Man or rather woman had it all worked out
Make it look good current in fashion
A bee-line to known shoemakers be part of the crowd
Royals and celebrities for the same quality brand 
To be a regular at perhaps Jimmy Choo’s
Princess Di before and others with fashion sense
Considered to have arrived with such shoes
Announced as as one of Jimmy's clients

It served its purpose for what was intended
For it was meant also for protection
Dainty feet against the vagaries of nature tendered
In many sports of various extractions
As an accessory in dressing and finery of elegance
At work place with steel tips as shoes of safety

But man had refused to forget its lowly position
Essentially it relates to the cultures of many societies
Sitting with the soles facing someone in front is insulting
Having one thrown at you is worse

and that had happened since
To two Presidents of different countries no less

Treat it well, with acts of love so refined
Treat it with respect, it then stays at the feet
Treat others with disrespect then one may just find

it flying at one’s face to even out a dictator's misdeeds

Magaly's at PSU  friday writings #46

Sudden piercing highs

                                                                                  Author: Bruce Marlin

Image: A Cicada (here)

Melts the quiet of twilight
Sudden piercing highs
But just as suddenly it
turns melodious

Layered
lingering but firm

Oblivious of the
encroaching dark, 

An eerie
ensemble beckons

Loudest insect cry
Mating game or distress call
All sounding the same

An orchestra for
the long haul 

Throughout the night

Morbid in nature

Grace at d'Verse OLN #324

Brought back home in body-bags!

                                                                                                 Author: Alex Proimos

Image: Devastation (here)

Very familiar occurrence

The sign of times

Currently in many parts of the globe

Wandering amidst the debris

And man-made destruction

Staccato bursts of gunfire
Intimidating to the populace
Hearing bombs in the distance
Frightening to those under siege
Melodious to the marauders

Embedded with a detachment
Seeing action before his own eyes
The newsman and photographer
Unarmed, untrained, unaccounted for
Who could only sigh and hope
That the next sniper’s target
Would not have him at the crosshairs
As did some of his colleagues
Who had been there earlier
Unfortunate enough to be seen
And later picked up still in camouflage
But wet, bathed red with their own blood
Unsung, unknown but just another
To add to the growing number
Of the forgotten victims of human conflict

Not directly involved
Who dared to be in the front
Just so for the benefit of those
Back home sitting sipping coffee
Comfortably in front of the idiot box
Waiting eagerly for the latest

From the newsmen with pads or cameras
Whose numbers are increasingly

Brought back home in body-bags!

Rosemary's at PSU - Friday Writings -War and Peace

Work is Responsibility

                                                                                  Author: Texas State Archives 

Image: In Her Private Sanctuary (here)

blessed be a home ideally 
happy and peaceful raising 
a family pandering to success 
tacitly devoid of carnage
 
modern living with added 
pressure would impinge on the 
matriarch who works without pay 
her domain in the kitchen 
organised but her services 
taken for granted 

(44 words)

JadeLi at d'Verse - Quadrille 159

A Mommy's Pride

    Author: Robin Macmilla (here)

APOLOGIES  -  In keeping with the theme of 'striving for the best' Hank included recent 

photos of the good showing of Hank's 'grandy'. Hopefully it is acceptable. Thank you!

                                 

                                                                    

Image: Nabil walking confidently 
upon completing his last paper

From Mommy's Facebook posting recalling the event
The day he left the premises after his last paper, we felt a weight 
off our shoulders. Slowly anxiety crept in instead. What will 
the results be like. BigBoy studied for once in his life! I actually 
saw him putting efforts..so we held out breath.

The eventual results, the equivalent of the 'O' level acquired through the neighbourhood's
International School. BigBoy Nabil is now pursuing his A - Levels at the local College. His

good showing even secured him a scholarship from the College. 

From Mommy's Facebook posting. 

And I am glad he took it seriously in his own way. Congratulations young man! This sets 

the benchmark for BabyGirl?  Nope. Each child will have their own path. Respect children 

for who they are. BigSmallBoy is rightly following behind too!                                                                                                                 

Image: Nabil celebrated his birthday 
recently on Aug 31st, a Merdeka baby!

From Mommy's Facebook Posting:
Happy Birthday Young Man!
Its been 17 years since U made me Mommy and to many more to come. I love you loads. 

Our journey may not be the finest but it has made us who we are today. I promise not to 

eat your crunchy ears or juicy nose.

                                                                                       Author: Qaty (for all the photos)

A Family of Riders : From left BabyGirl Sara Ayesha (who has been on the podium 
a few times lately) BigSmallBoy Naqip, Dad Hafidz (Hank's second son) Mommy 
Qaty and BigBoy Nabil

Carrie's at The Sunday Muse #226

Wonder the Outcome of the Road not Taken

                                                                             Author: mycurrency.com

Image:   Japanese Fare Seemingly 

bare but Filling (here)

No, I have enough to come by
There were occasions I would cry
Immediate wants might be limited
Confined to those I had needed

More time I would need to spend
Suffice to survive on a limited stipend
It would come a long way if able
I would desire to be more comfortable

Choices are rightly open for the asking

Not freely at hand but enough for sharing

Scarcity determining the spread of wants

On the side of  choices but some fun

What then the outcome are the regrets

The road not taken might offer some help

Given the choice perhaps get another shot

Could have been something really hot

Would not be something overly luxurious
Having more resources but not hilarious
But just able to give back to society

Not to the point of pockets being empty

Christopher's at d'Verse: Poetics - Choices

Rosemary's at PSU's Friday Writings #42

passion he could not genuinely control

                                       
                                                              Artist Jean-Baptiste Santerre  

Image: Attractive Young Lady (here)

"by freezing passion at its blossoming"  -   Neil Carpathios

by a classic quick thinking reaction
freezing all other intruding restrains
passion he could not genuinely control
at random but sometimes surreptitiously wanting
its lethal strength neatly wrapped from view

blossoming into light kisses at his bidding

blossoming rightly to weave in and around

its likeness to an overlapping season 

at best with no recourse but to proceed

passion overwhelmed not to be cautious

freezing any thoughts of holding back

by giving in to the love of his life

Laura at d'Verse MTB - vertical-lines-of-kisses

disoriented, disabled, discomposed

                                                                                            Author: Nenad Stojkovic

Image: mind wandering (here)

it's just been sunrise 

everyone's up to welcome a new day

but a solitary soul 

mind wondering

head groggy

and mind wandering

sliver slithering downwards

at the corner of the mouth

head still spinning

disoriented, disabled discomposed distracted distraught

memory dented

the morning after

(44 words)

Linda's at d'Verse Quadrille #158

- to include the word 'morning' 

Her day had been less menacing

                                                                              Author: Photo by Alicia Savage

Image: Hanging her Woes

Away (here)

Behind the dress hidden all alone
At the very edge of the forest
Feeling discarded and forgotten
But glad not under undue duress

Contemplating what it had been
Now having seen but all in her mind
There were elements hidden lurking
In the trees perhaps not inclined

Her day had been less menacing
Obscure but peaceful and gracious
The sun-setting rays but intruding
To steal through the branches

An uneventful day to be just aware
Perhaps for the better but still obscure
But not for many others elsewhere

Grappling with conflicts and war

Carrie at Sunday Muse #244

Pollution a Curse on Earth's Surface

                                                             Author:w:WP:WikiProject Climate change

Image: The Global Warming 

and Climate Change Barnstar  (here)

basic restrains on earth's surface:

earth (was cold and dry) 

water (was cold and wet)

with bloodshot eyes red with anger

at plastics and debris in dead tummies

of one-time innocence of ocean life

also of noxious fumes unseen and unfelt

but billowing waving in the breeze

still awareness is given a pushover

considering climate change is happening

progressing in the background

and not an option anymore

mankind is forgetting the danger

the trapping of the sun's warmth

of the green-house effect 

always in conversation

still a threat

but never seemed to be happening

it is slowly creeping in though

pollution 

a curse on earth's surface

Sara at d'Verse Tuesday's Poetics

-  the 4 elements

right among the many files

                                                                                            Author: anon

Image: Seaching Among the

Records (here)

why was he there 

right among the many files
he was there 

in his own domain 

which appeared cluttered 

and disorganised

immersed in his own world
in one corner 

hidden from human eyes
realities of life around him 

spinning all in a whirl
in a way 

he was mysteriously clothed 

in a shroud

surveying 

looking up the ceiling 

often for inspiration
often times left high and dry 

and empty
but when ideas did drop 

in abundance

he would realise 

a way to his sanctuary

for he would have found it

the very file that he desired

to then sit and ponder

it was there where it was shoved

on the second shelf

years ago!

Carrie's at Sunday Muse #222

noise of rain water

                                                                                             Author: Baby Devi 26

Image: Rain drops on a Glass 

Window  (here)

the 12 Wordle words:

yawn, stretch, smell, wash, 

mirror dream, clever, self, 

noise, rain, water, window

a yawn and a stretch

it had never felt this good

an earthly smell 

of a cool morning 

permeated the air 

outlining freshness

of an early cool wash

to mirror a dream of satisfaction

of a clever self imposed exile

the noise of rain water

against the glass window

was incessant music 

playing to early risers 

to welcome a new day

MMT's The Whirligig #381

Mish at d'Verse OLN #321 blast off!

A Rare Commodity - The Truth

                                                                          Author:Cranville-Smith, W., artist

Image:: The Truth Poster (1894) (here)

Spreading words of wisdom unwittingly 
prodding on an undisturbed mind

Searching for truth within which is as 
rare as shooting stars on starless nights

Unsettled bubbling ready to  wrap around 
facts breaking the hold of untruths with 

voices of reason lurking deep - for salvation

(44 words)

Mish at d'Verse with Quadrille #156

- to include the word 'wrap'

How they must have regretted it!

                                                                                  Author: anon

Image: The Good Life of Old - 1904 (here)

 she’d had it sliced away leaving a scar -  Michael Donaghy,

The ever ubiquitous cell phone  handy, hot in her hands, being manipulated
and 'abused' but loved dearly never out of sight. How did they manage to 

survive before she often wondered. It was not too long ago, her grandparents ,

parents even her elder broods how did they manage to sit around doing nothing 

with nothing in their hands. What a boring existence! 

They would have loved to be born later to be in my generation. How they must 

have regretted it.. Right?  Wrong!

Grandma would gladly counter all of her insistence of the good life of the 

younger generation. It is a make-believe world. She’d had it sliced away 

leaving a scar. but not in grandma's case. She did everything herself. She 

cooked did washings by hand planted flowers and vegetables. She did all 

that and she still managed to keep her hands clean!

(144 words)

Sarah's at d'Verse's - Prosery - slices and scars

- to write a Prose in 144 words and to include the above phrase