To the woman of my daydreams
Velociraptors won’t be welcome here
And Cupid, don’t be stupid, don’t step in
Let’s let our love be natural this year
Enjoying warmth, not frenzy. Let us spin
Nice fluffy yarns where truest fondness wins
Tenacity and real respect hold sway
Intrinsic passion plays with easy grins
Next baby steps are taken, and we say
Each minute gently counts this special day.
B is for Bravery facing the elements
R is Reflection on good times indelible
R also Raconteur seizing tale filaments
R is the Race to the End-Tale that’s tellable
R we emotional? Tear ducts are wellable.
o to survive the two oh two four hajj
now gives us riches like unto a raja
enabling empathy for jean valjean
knapsack & bubble your gum/i.d. & knowledge in sum/the ballerina at barre/hints now as to which way you are
It’s been a long time since I did illustrated acrostic poetry on a regular basis. I am rusty. But with more tries per week I will get better.
Work, Dash, and Load are all both nouns and verbs. And make of the Dash a symbol and it becomes a hyphen for Work-Load, a measure of effort-responsibility. We all have our Work-Loads to bear and dispatch; we are all workers. Even comedians work a crowd. 🙂
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Work Dash Load
When there’s Endeavor there’re tales to tell
Of grind & frustration & Heaven and Hell–O
Revamping redressing on land & at sea
Keep promise & hope though there’s PTSD
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PTSD stands for Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. Everyone has had it, but true and faithful Soldiers of all callings, who care the most, are most susceptible. Let us all strive to help those who suffer thus.
(First published on Facebook, not long after the debate ended)
One of the candidates showed these characteristics:
Savvy
Hearty-Handshaking
Energizing
On topic
Winsome
Nurturing
Enthusiastic
Decisive
Healthy
Inclusive
Moxie-ful
The other?
Haranguing
Eewww-y
Loathsome
Outrageous
Sullen
Tantrum-y
In conclusion:
Victory
Over
The
Evil
Bombastic
Lurking
Ugh-Monster
Eventually.
I totally love Effervescence, so when the prompt Sparkle came up I thought of sparkling water. My two favorites are Mineragua and San Pellegrino, though I’ve been known to nip at a Perrier now and then.
But “sparkle” also reminds me of my favorite lyric in The Guess Who’s “American Woman,” so I was happy to spend a little space and time on quoting that lyric on my page.
#inktober2023 #inktober
Wow, INKtober has arrived, and I didn’t realize till a couple hours ago. The prompt is Dream. I did this without forethought and with no photo sourcing, just mind’s-eye stuff.
Speaking of eyes, I have new lens implants in mine following cataract surgery. My eyes are still healing, but my astigmatism is gone, and with the help of reading glasses I am getting a much clearer view. I am grateful for the medical advances that gave my vision new life.
Here are the words to the quickie double acrostic:
Drama Dream
Damn the slumbrous night–so hard
Ravaged memory of char
Ashen Carnage is the theme
Must we one again do harm? Da
Age and Wisdom lend no charm
Today I am 69 years old. I am glad to be here. I celebrate my ongoing life with the arrival of the Blue Moon in acrostic form even as it approaches zenith as I write.
blue moon
backlit trio on the brim
lifted yond the con & pro
unseen force I G N I T E S and Lo
extra luminescent: L i m n
One with Clay, Image and Text 