On a scale from from one to ten
where do you fit in?
On a scale from high to low
which direction do you go?
On a scale from left to right
undisturbed or too uptight?
On a scale from A to G
what matters is the harmony
Whatever range in which we fall
Quite the keyboard are we all!
Weekly photo challenge: SCALE
He was a fraud! While his wife did all the work, he took the credit.
While he went out to play with other women, she was locked away for fourteen hours a day to making their living.
He posed for photographs and squandered away the millions his wife made.
The Big Eyes of sad, melancholy children, stared back at Margaret for she was them and they were her. But the subservient Margaret kept quiet.
Until she didn’t.
She divorced Walter in 1965 and finally, in 1970 she told the truth. “I’m the artist of these paintings.”
After the lawsuit, “poor” Walter filed for bankruptcy and faded into his original, untalented self.
To read more about Margaret and Walter Keane, read here.
Daily prompt: Fraud
I’m a full-fledged non-hater
Evil, I’ve fought
A fine moderator
(except when I’m not)
Profound is my mind
It keeps trains of thought
I’m a woman refined
(except when I’m not)
I’m a top-notch debater
find every weak spot
A master creator
(except when I’m not)
I’m the queen idea lighter
weave interesting plots
I’m an excellent writer
(except when I’m not)
I am quick to recover
heal when I ought
I’m an exceptional lover
(except when I’m not)
I’m an fabulous teacher
all subjects I’ve taught
A perfect-made creature?
I accept I am not.
Accepting this non-exceptional self-portrait
Daily Word Prompt: Exceptional
they knew it wasn’t hard to believe in something greater than themselves.
art my CD-W
Daily Word Prompt: Believe
The vastness of the wheat in field
Rich soil lies beneath?
No, Layer upon layers splay
To cover up the heath.
Who knows the truth I ask of you
Profound, I tell you this!
Uncovered, unexpected,
Lies a masquerade of bliss.
poetry and painting by CD-W
Daily Word prompt: Superficial
Is it high fashion
if my hairdo is green
or the pig purse I carry
is aquamarine?
Do you care if my hat
doesn’t match with my shoes,
If I hula my hoop to
a song meant for blues?
“Ma’am do you mind? Get down from that cow!”
“Yes, sir. I do mind. I’m writing right now!”
Is it high fashion
wearing miss-colored socks,
put shoes in a drawer
instead of their box?
Who in the world
wants to follow a crowd?
It’s boring and fruitless
and often too loud.
Unfashionable fashion
it suits me just fine
Keep up with the Jones’s?
A dull story line!
Rebellious? Creative?
You’ve nothing to fear.
Confirm your grandeur
and read article here.
Daily Word Prompt: Fashionable
Top Photo: Artist Zurab Martiashvili: “Unusual ride”
My brain is prime for the rhyme these days. So when I saw the daily word prompt was launch? Egads!
If you are expecting me to say “paunch,” well, see yesterday’s poem post – Hand Over That Fry!
And yes, I’m a staunch supporter of the Try-New-Things-Club.
Therefore, let’s talk about the conch shell?
Pretty, aren’t they?
What? You Americans say it’s pronounced with a “k” sound at the end?
Yeah, well apparently Britains pronounce it so it rhymes with the daily word prompt.
So there!
Seriously, who wouldn’t want to write something poetic about the conch shell and its beauty?
Conch Shell Beach is a painting by Stephen Jorgensen
Daily word prompt: Launch
Raindrops
on a quiet lake
dented water
circles made
by silver bouncing pearls
hands that reach for bounty
a pirates treasure
catch them
make still
the water
art by Georgia O’Keeffe
When you have to search beneath the layers to find a good story idea …
Art by CD-W
Weekly photo prompt: Layered
They stood inside an ancient oak tree, steady on limbs thick, strong, and unbreakable.
“What are we doing? Is this the right thing?” she asked.
“I’m not sure. I’ve never done this either.” He showed her the ring. Simple, unique, creative just like she was.
She read him the poem she had written. The last line – “So, I promise you the sun.”
“And I promise you the moon,” he said to her.
“What if we break our promises? Even if we don’t mean to?”
“Then,” he said, “together, we will hold up our world.”
painting by C. Dennis-Willingham
Carolyn Dennis-Willingham 