No Need to Raise a Stink

I knew a loud lady from Wink
She was always dressed in pink
Eating garlic at lunch
And onions a bunch
She was always quite the stink

To speak with her was not swell
My eyes teared at the smell
All chit chat and smile
While all the while
She made everyone around her quite pale

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Not sure where this one came from. I’ve never actually been to Wink, Texas. I do know a loud lady. I also have known someone to always wear pink! Ugh. As far as garlic and onions go, I eat them whenever I get the chance but I also brush frequently and eat a lot of mint and lemon. hehe! Although, right now, with coffee, banana and peanut butter breath, I smell a stink. Time to brusha brusha!

So In Love With Saturday

A month ago, I was zapped on my Saturdays, as I had so much work (I work from home) that I was working seven days per week, usually from 3am or 4am till 5pm or 7pm.  Since then, I’ve searched for and found (and one found me) much better contracts and I’ve cut the cumbersome ones loose.  Now, I work 730am till 230pm M-F and a little extra on Wednesdays while the babe’s hangin’ with her youth group.  My weekends are now free!!!  I forgot how much I enjoyed free time, sleeping in a little, writing, and all the joys that come with time on the fly.

Last Saturday, I enjoyed sleeping till around 5am.  The dogs have to go out and so that usually gets my day started.  We did our shopping mid-morning and returned home to veg, lay around and watch old repeats of Gilmore Girls and I enjoyed sitting around catching up on a little poetry and slurping down fresh coffee with zested nutmeg!  I have a new favorite morning ritual.  Okay, so it wasn’t morning when I had the coffee with nutmeg but who cares.  Loved the nutmeg addition!

This weekend’s a little busy as my week consisted of being commissioned to proctor and type for the state bar exam and then taking Friday off to spend some quality fun time with Mama!  And if y’all have a Jaco’s Tacos, I urge you to check ‘em out.  Their Spicy Mango Mojito is awesomeness in a glass and my new favorite drink!  Also, if you like enchiladas (I am an enchilada girl), give their Tres Amigos enchiladas combo a whirl and you will not be disappointed.  Their chips and salsa is very nice, as well and their guac is pretty decent.  I brought leftovers home (my enchiladas and Mama’s salad topped with grilled chicken and tequila lime homemade dressing) and Hallie left no morsel behind.  Oh, and the rice (I never met a Spanish rice I liked) was amazing!!!

It was a bit on the pricey side as it was $42 for the two of us but we were very happy with the food, drink (Mama kept reaching for mine) and service and we’ll most definitely be returning!  Just probably not too often, since it was a little steep.  However, we kept thinking about the restaurant the rest of the day and wanted to go back and get another SM Mojito (this time, one for each of us).

So, with the out of the ordinary week, I’ll be making up some work over Saturday and Sunday (mostly early a.m. while Hallie sleeps), while still enjoying my coffee with some freshly zested nutmeg (smells like Thanksgiving & Christmas!) and helping Mama some in her yard and then, Hallie and I will be hanging out a little at her house, catching up with taped episodes of Heartland.  Gonna be a beautiful day with a high of 61 and mostly sunshine, thank You, Lord, which is a much needed improvement over the rest of the week of mostly wet and freezing temps.  Still, even though I have to work, an enjoyable weekend and next week will be back to my regular schedule again and a free weekend!  Whoop!  Whoop!

I hope you have an amazing Saturday and Sunday and look for the beauty in each day, no matter what your temps and/or precipitations are.

xoxo

If you’d like to join in with The Daily Post, let them know what you’re doing for Me Time this Saturday.

Ghostly Cries Through the Gray

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Sun slowly rises, casting indirect light on it’s way

Fog caresses fields, wrapping its arms and blankets ‘round the trees

You can hear ghostly cries echoing through the gray

Trees whisper prayers with each of their fallen leaves

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This is catching up from Feb 19th and The Daily Post’s prompt of Fog, form of elegy and device of metaphor.  So, this is a sort of remake of one of my earlier posts.  So, if it’s my own reblogged photography and a spin-off from an earlier poetic blog post, is it considered cheating?  Is it too much rhyme?  Does it really not matter that it’s off rhythm?  It bothers me a little.  Perhaps if I didn’t feel such a strong urge to force the rhyme, it would have flowed easier.

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Beast-like Animal Lo-o-ove

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Well, finally, I have finished the poem I started the other day. I’m not 100% happy with it but I’ll work on it again much later. This is what I had constructed for The Daily Post’s Feb 18th Writing 201 prompt of Animal, form of Concrete Poetry and device of enjambment. I had to use my snipping tool to take a screenshot as I could not get it to line up correctly when I copied it from Word to here.

Trust is Never a Must

Twas promises ashen left woman to scorn

Ripened with passion then love would be torn — Go!

Undone the marriage by lies, fury, and so

Sayist none — carriage departs thee at first dawn

Taunt and disparage me no more — I am gone!

 

Tis a bit brutal, yes?  Still, trust is something that can be your undoing, at least for me, so tis better to not.  I believe you can love deeply while still holding that barrier up to protect yourself and not trust, or not completely, anyway.  What do you think?  Do you easily trust?  Do you feel you have to have trust when you love someone?

Today’s prompt with The Daily Post’s Writing 201:  Poetry is Trust.  The form is Acrostic or Double Acrostic (which I tried my hand at) and the device is Internal Rhyme.  Won’t you join us in the fun daily challenge?  It’s only for 2 weeks!

 

 

 

 

The Journey Home

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Spent a small slice of life alone

Sent and spent, sailed, soared, sped and roamed

Then family three

Traveled much have we

You can bet the best trip yet has been the journey home

 

Yesterday’s prompt from The Daily Post was Journey.  The form was Limerick and device was Alliteration.  Won’t you join in with the poetry challenge?

How’d I do?

 

 

 

Rain Like Shards of Glass

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Tears blow angrily
Against drunken Castle Rock
Shaken but not stirred

or

The cork busted loose
Drenching steady Castle Rock
Like New Year’s Champagne

or (still not sold)

Rain like shards of glass
Pierced the crust of Castle Rock
All ran for cover

Which one do you like the best or none? I was searching and searching and searching for inspiration. Won’t you join us in today’s Poetry challenge through the Daily Post?  Today, it’s Water in the form of a Haiku with the device of a Simile.