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Variations
October 30, 2025
Nature’s systems show varied cycles
Taking time and weather into account
They find individual ways to express
What they have been sent here to say
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August 15, 2018
Cheers! #SoCS
June 30, 2018
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“Cheers!” I say as I lift my weekend Margarita to my lips. The weekend tradition of brunch, cocktails, nap, and some TV watching has become a dull and repetitive routine. There is a festive feeling to getting dressed up, wearing make-up and a little sparkle. I do like the idea of enjoying dining on food I will not cook for myself. I especially like the idea that I will not be washing the dishes or otherwise cleaning up after the repast.
It is time, however, to try some kind of new shift in the activity and/or venue. I need to expand the places I visit, the cuisines I taste, and the company I keep. It is not that I no longer wish to toast, sip, and linger over cocktails. It is that I want it all to be exciting new and different. This urge hits me as I am forced to take some time off to heal a broken bone. This might be a good time to quit cocktails altogether in order to have more of a thrill when I can return to normal outings to restaurants and bars.
Although my injury is a drag, I believe the extra time I will have to myself in the near future will be useful. I have not been writing as much as I would like, or paying attention to my family tree research. I can make use of this time at home to organize and clear clutter as well as study, read, and write. It is a sabbatical I will dedicate to renewing all good cheer by eliminating the unnecessary burdens of all that which no longer serves me. This turns out to be a great opportunity to fine tune my space at home.
I have just jammed my way through this #SoCS, Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt from Linda Hill’s Life in Progress blog. Join the group on Saturday to add your own take on this prompt.
#SoCSFree The People
June 14, 2018
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ChaosIf we are not here to bargain, bully, and descend a long path
What kind of interior purpose can possibly be served by wrath?
Disconnected, left spinning in whirlwinds of violence and grief
This chaotic background story has stolen peace like a thief
Our time is corrupted, our spaces are polluted by flowing greed
Where can we look for the insight and harmony we all need?
#NaPoWriMo Deep Dive
April 26, 2018
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Pacific Ocean
Beneath the sea of glass the tidal forces pull
Strange debris left behind at the beach out to sea
The tangled mass of garbage wraps itself around
Coral reefs and living creatures without mercy
Our casual mindless set of values is strangling
The life from the ocean and the beauty from the shore
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Join Poets from around the world each day in April to read, write, and recite poetry. Find new poets here. Submit your own work for fun. Enjoy!
#HaikuPoetryDay Desert Skyku
April 17, 2018
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desert sky
desert sky
Desert wind blows clouds
Past the horizon
Infinity calls
desert sky
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#NaPoWriMo2018 #WritePhoto Shelter
April 5, 2018
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shelter
Wilderness holds secrets known only to the creatures who inhabit the place
Our visiting feet pass by too quickly to feel the rhythm underground
We keep the earbuds on and miss the harmonic symphony of nature’s sound
Our vision is impaired by limits we accepted without thinking for ourselves
After this picnic comes and goes this will always belong to fairies and elves
To find our place in this puzzle we must look at the world we think we rule
With respect for all sentient beings, every wizard, clown, teacher, and fool
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This is a response to Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, and it is also the 5th day of #NaPoWriMo2018. This post is killing two poetry birds with one stone. Enjoy the other writers who create responses to this photo on Sue’s Echo. Read, write, and comment on the poets by following the hashtag #NaPoWriMo. It is all poetry all the time in April!! Enjoy!
#NaPoWriMo2018 Ascension
April 3, 2018
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night time
night time
She shimmered and shone as she ascended to float
Above the streets where traffic had screeched to a halt
They stood on rooftops and sidewalks to watch her
Because this kind of night ride in the air was a new thing
They did not know if she was an illusion or a prank
After she rose into the upper atmosphere they told me
Her garments had been sent from heaven just for her
They told us all she was a symbol of peace and power
We never believed a word of it. We knew the truth.
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This is day 3 of National Poetry Writing Month. Join us for 30 poems in 30 days. Read, write, and enjoy other poets here. There are no limits. Everyone is invited to participate.
#NaPoWriMo2018 Nature Speaks
April 1, 2018
cactus in bloom
penstemon
Placing emphasis on the response we linger over words
That will pass over the heads and minds of others
The spark of imagination was kindled by the firebird
The same mythical phoenix that spoke to our mothers
Our native tongue has been twisted, distorted by lies
It is up to us to bring back the language of the skies
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This is the first day of National Poetry Writing Month. I write 30 poems in 30 days each April to honor my famous ancestor poets. Join the fun with poets from all over the world here. Read, write, rap, and have some fun with words this month!!!
#WritePhoto The Hideout
March 15, 2018
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hideout
When they lived along the river the whole family used to hike up to the rock hideout a few times every year for a party, a picnic, and some music. Families wandered more in those times. They met folks from other towns, learned new songs from them, and exchanged some goods. The den in the rocks was used for festive purposes before the flood. They never had to worry about thieves or tricksters in those days. Life was simple. There was plenty for everyone. They had not known tragedy or loss. Then one day a wall of water rushed down the valley, washing away everything on both sides of the river for miles.
When the water finally subsided and they surveyed the damage it was decided that moving to higher ground was practical. If they were to rebuild and start anew, they wanted to be sure they could not be wiped out so suddenly by the whims of the river. They looked for signs. They decided to make their new headquarters in the old hideout. It had some sentimental value to them, and they were emotionally fragile. The loss of their home and possessions took a heavy toll.
They used the cave as a shelter, a watchtower, and a place to store their belongings while they built new lives. The significance of the place to the family became legend. When we come up here now we like to tell stories about the time when our ancestors camped in this place in order to survive.
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This piece is a response to the photo prompt on Sue Vincent’s Echo this week. Every week she posts a new photo to inspire poetry or prose, long or short. Join us for a wide variety of responses every Thursday. The fun is in seeing all the ways people write about the same image.
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