If you can’t get back on the horse
– -well, you can, of course
If you can’t find your way home
you’re not alone
If you can’t lead the horse to water
then, dear granddaughter,
forget about the nag.
‘Cause if you can’t get to the cookie,
eat through the bag!“
and if you bite off more than you can chew
don’t worry, you’ll pull through
Let sleeping dogs lie
and you’ll be fine
‘Cause your guess is as good as mine.
Our mind is but a prayer
of hopes and seasoned dreams
a requiem of buoyant thoughts
afloat on anxious streams.
A life held fast on anchored boat
a bowline knot embraced
to keep our thoughts a litany
of divine and endless grace
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
You accept not your true self
You stepped, instead
into an guise
and bathed your limbs in bravado
the musky soap of self-deception
Don’t you know
you’re soaked in a false promise
to yourself, unrecognized?
Why shroud yourself in darkness,
within a cloud
of crystalized ice?
Do you not believe in yourself?
Are you afraid of the shadows?
Don’t you know
you’re cloak, soaked in fear
keeps you from paradise?
Shed that tattered, muscled cloak
It never truly keeps you warm.
There is no storm.
photo page source
daily prompt: Cloaked
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
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
Why, birds, must you be angry?
your cawing, dawning, cries
on forceful wings
with hope of spring
your ire, it mystifies
Perhaps it is your season call
a changing time, alerting
so others heed
your time of need
through winter, disconcerting
Lay still your ruffled feathers
each change is not by choice
and yet you can
as you began
make known your thoughts in voice.
Artwork by Nicole Anderson
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”
I have no interest in who wins a national game.
I have no interest in popularity or fame
I have no interest in taking aim
Mostly, I have no interest in the mundane.
Daily word prompt: Interest
Carolyn Dennis-Willingham 