

Delicate beauty
Are you “for real”?
Magical existence
Only a child’s mind observes
With enigmatic expression


Delicate beauty
Are you “for real”?
Magical existence
Only a child’s mind observes
With enigmatic expression

Photo courtesy of our own cyranny.com.
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Observing with gratitude
Your spiky features
White and glistening
Forgive my attempt to see you close
You disappear so quickly
Your magical designs
All unique
Another enigma of nature.
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https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/01/03/rdp-thursday-spiky/
http://cyranny.com/2019/01/04/gratitude-word-of-the-day-challenge/
http://fivedotoh.com/2019/01/04/fowc-with-fandango-forgive/
http://lindaghill.com/2018/12/31/just-jot-it-january-2019/enigma/

Impatience anew
Not staying the plan, covered
Till it’s the springtime

Oh my, oh my, please act with haste
Could you please copy and paste?
A simple request is all I ask
My hooves can’t complete the task.
This doesn’t happen often unless
I start to hurry when under stress
It seems my stripes start to unhinge
And wow, it causes quite a twinge!
If you could help, I’d be obliged
If you glued my stripes back side by side.
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/01/01/photo-challenge-245/

When first I thought of what the doctor said, “There are two choices for your “redo” after bladder removal: “The Cadillac and the Ford.” Thinking this was madness at first, I chose the most used, most reliable, the Ford. That was 2015 after bladder cancer. That is why I started the blog. I was recuperating and turned to my iPad. I met a great person online and he encouraged me to write a blog. It started with “Oh, that kind of bag” as a first post title but that post has disappeared somewhere. He came up with that title, designed my first blog, and I came up with the blog title, The Bag Lady. I assumed–and you know what that stands for–that anyone faced with this set of circumstances would like to have honest answers to their questions. I also threw humor into the posts, because it really is funny most of the time. To date I have only had one inquiry. I guess that means I explained it very well or they just gave up (halfway) into reading my blather.
This was May and by the time the flowers of autumn appeared I was well into a daily routine without constant leaks, laundry, changing bed linens and able to go in public with confidence. It took a long time for that to happen. I was delivered from my misery by a helpful phone assistant at Hollister. Thank heavens for their people who were much more knowledgeable than the urologist and his videos of home care after surgery or visiting nurses who were the greatest, but had no solutions for my leakage problems. Plastic surgery was considered along with other things, but getting the right appliance (bag) was the answer. For the most part, now I feel just like the rest of you.
http://afterwards.blog/2019/01/01/writing-prompts/flowers-of-autumn/

If you hold it up like this, you can see it. We may be stuck behind these walls, but the piece of glass shows us the outside world. It’s so exciting!
https://crimsonprose.wordpress.com/2019/01/03/crimsons-creative-challenge-8/

The gifts opened
Wishes conveyed
Now it’s time
To see what you paid
Open the checkbook
For a long stare
You’d be amazed what’s missing there
Of course you were hopeful
There’d still be some left
For January bills
But there must have been theft!
The deposits made were quite a few
But now you see how much you withdrew
Your significant other looks right down their nose
You spent that much, tempers arose
Your only excuse is “I was going freeform,
It’s so popular now, caused a firestorm”
Their reply is short, not so sweet:
Go back to your job and back on your feet.
A tale of remorse and overspending
Sadly these days, it’s never ending!
💲💲💲💲

“You know you’re getting old when you buy a sexy sheer nightgown and don’t know anyone who can see through it.”
Joan Rivers

The Mourning Cloak
The best of life is what I have
My life is long and sweet
I will visit every flower
I flutter to and meet.

Opening up the gift, exclaimed
Oh my god, I have been maimed!
This must be a mistake
How rude of you, you rake!
I could never make this fit
Looks like an elephant sized knit
Thought you were the friendly kind
But just look here at what I find
This gift is certainly a disgrace
From me you’ll receive no embrace.
Sorry, don’t mean to seem ungrateful
I realize I’m acting hateful
Next time please don’t just surmise
Ask me what is my true size.
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