Monday, March 21, 2022

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Today's mosaic - One tomato, two tomato, three tomato, more. Again using photos from my archives
Welcome to Monday WRites # 341
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧well this is  Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea). 
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PAPER TRANSFORMS
In days of yore
The pen was mightier
Than the sword
Steady fingers
Dipped quill into ink
Formed furies
On paper parchment
Or whatever else held
Words content 
Come the era
Of taps and clicks
Paper transforms virtual
A graphic design 
On a screen.

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Thursday, March 17, 2022

904


"St Patrick's Day Sunset" read at today's live meet
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Tuesday, March 15, 2022

903


 Near her hat 

She sat

The girl

With a cat

On her lap

Taking a nap

She can swirl

And then tap

Her cell phone

She got on loan

Her paper curl

She had to earn

With scissors and glue

And a few

Loose screws from an earl

She knew 

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Poetics: Leave Your Hat On

Monday, March 14, 2022

902

Today's mosiac...photos from my archives

Welcome to Monday WRites # 340
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧well this is  Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea). 
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Clouds had always held a fascination for me. It became a natural pastime, looking up. From the window of a bus, window of a taxi, and that early morning; looking down from the aeroplane window. Seems windows always held clouds just for me.

So how then after he abandoned me, those clouds still held their magic? I should have be annoyed with all things so flirtatious.  And so it was that “I wandered lonely as a cloud” steeped in longing, questioning my worth. 

But no, those clouds drew me in, to a new sense of being. And years later hope opened its window to me, the beginning a new lesson in life. Lesson learned: I was always being loved by a higher thought. Worded by a higher command. That really i was never alone. How i love those giant puffy cumulus in azure sky.
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Thursday, March 10, 2022

901



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FROM DARKEST VOID

Children torpedoed into adulthood 

Men leaving wives and children to glean bread

They have to harvest and bake for themselves

The tale of a terror we know as war

This fight for borders this grab for more earth

Even when it cakes another man's boot

It is called hell wrapped in garments of greed

A covetousness risen from darkest void

Recline rescind retreat you worthless force

Back to the realm of never nevermore

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Tuesday, March 8, 2022

900

 PEACE A CANDY SO SWEET

Dedication whispers to  heart

Steady, punctual, consistent.

Then three voices echo

Lets do this, i think i can, i know i must.

Carve a valentine, shaped for hope of peace and glory

Taste sunlight on  tongue of tomorrow how sweet this treat of peace

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challenge: select three titles (from a list of Lewis Carroll’s poems) and to blend them together to form a subject for a new poem
i used
A Valentine. The Three Voices. Dedication.





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Monday, March 7, 2022

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Welcome to Monday WRites # 339
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧well this is  Monday WRites  (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance for eg the rite of afternoon tea). 

March marches on, with a war no one wants, except the perpetrators.
Lovers of peace and goodwill  standby The Ukraine 


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"Aye aye" capt'n said the pirate wearing an eye patch.
He had had one too many Caribbean rums that night.
For eying the prize of another he got into a bar fight;
Sylph of a wench who would go willingly to the amplest catch.
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