
Pure Mother Nature
Redwood forests, trees so tall
Quiet peace of greens
Mossy stones and trailing vines
Below giant redwood trunks


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Pure Mother Nature
Redwood forests, trees so tall
Quiet peace of greens
Mossy stones and trailing vines
Below giant redwood trunks


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At the doctor for a checkup yesterday. They said it was time for the Medicare test. You answer questions like what day it is, remembering words they give, spell a word backwards and write a sentence using a noun and a verb, etc. You also are given a diagram to copy on paper. All easy and of course I chose to write a smarta– sentence regarding the test. The nurse was great, laughed. I asked her if a similar test was given to Trump. She said she doubted he would pass it. Radio personalities today were discussing his height and weight ratio. You’d think with what I imagine are the huge resources and the kitchen they have in the White House, why in heck would you choose fast food? Maybe the prez just likes revolting food.

As you age your bones grow fragile
And maybe you’re not so agile
I know from experience
A slight dalliance
Into strenuous abilities
Can cause loss of agility
In my own case, my youth
I’ll be honest, tell the truth
No matter the condition of my back
Did everything I chose, nothing lacked
But no sad story, no regrets
But carelessness does beget
A certain unwanted circumstance
Older now, and would love to dance
When I could, had no nerve to do it
Now have the nerve, but can’t pursue it
Life turns the tables, so don’t go wanting
Don’t sit and regret what you think is daunting
Experience life as much as you can
Be brave, be bold, make an active plan.

She thought of herself as a champion knitter
Moving those needles while a rocking chair sitter
The rest of the patients would observe with awe
Couldn’t believe the knitting speed they saw
One old man volunteered to hold
The ball of yarn, he was brave and bold
To be so near those flying needles
It was hard to keep up, his fingers feeble.
When suddenly she let out a scream
“I see a loophole in my pattern scheme!”
Her face turned rather ugly with chide
Looked at her helper and kicked him aside
“Now look what you’ve done! I see a mistake!”
Her voice made the helper shiver and shake
“I should have known better, than using a prole!”
The helper slunk away, muttering a word, “a–h—“.

He thought it just fun
A secret garden meeting
She’d be the fairy
And he’d be the handsome elf
A surprise when she was real
Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 67 – Play & Guess #SynonymsOnly

Being by herself and lonely
Missing so her “one and only”
At a dance for local elders
Held by old-folks-home-nurse checkers,
Spied a gent that raised temptation
He acted coy in contemplation
Assessing her lone situation
Pocketed his “ready” medication
And approached her with discretion
Keeping just his shy expression
Wouldn’t think to be aggressive
But his passion grew excessive
She winked at him without repression
He saw the flirt, t’was her confession
He decided to pop the question
Would you like to dance?

Mary made the list, and now the film was “in the can” as they said, and stardom was right around the corner. She couldn’t think of any rhyme or reason why she was chosen over the other women who auditioned. In fact she found herself staring at the beautiful array of hopefuls.
The director didn’t want beautiful, he wanted the rare talent that Mary exhibited. The slightly nervous ingenue impressed him with her innocence. She was exactly right for the role. She was beautiful in an old fashioned, charming sort of way. He expected an award for her performance.
The film was a hit and Mary’s reviews were favorable, especially since she was relatively unknown. She attended the awards ceremony with guarded expectations. This was a good thing because she lost to an older well liked actress. The director was upset but took her aside, promising a starting role in his new project. Mary was excited, disappointed and thrilled all in the same night.

When reading ammommasview.com with her advice about being kind and nonreactive to untoward behavior, I was reminded of a teenager talking about bullying. He said he was told to turn the other cheek. I asked if it worked. He said “no, but I did it, twice! I’m done!” I replied, “what about the two you have left?” Bad joke but it did receive a smile. Bullying is ignored by other students, teachers and administrators. Definitely not good.

Delicately pressed
The petals will be untouched
Preserved under glass
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #184 Press&Touch
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