The Bag Lady

monsoon

season’s rain spate

earthworms digging deeper

flood and fires damage compete

summer

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24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 44, 7/23/24, Part I, Sweltering Heat (July 22 – August 6) Taisho 大暑

Some things in life I love to hate

Things I usually underrate

Okay, it’s my chair, supposed convenience

With wheels I push, sometimes not at all lenient

Things I usually underrate

Some things in life I love to hate.

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W3 Prompt #117: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Hold it up

Use your power

It’s your mind over matter

Your will, your strength

Seize that inner strong man

The warrior, the fighter.

This is no time to stand down,

Cower on your sofa watching news reels

It’s time to stand up, partake!

Be the voice of those who have none!

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Power Visions: 07.23.24

One-Liner Wednesday – Why did my chicken explode?

New to the Q? Here’s what to do: 
Pen a poem of precisely 44 words, post it to your own blog, and link up using the Mr. Linky below. Then spend a few hours of your summer day breezing through the poems others have posted. 

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Stark contrasts of apricot dry wood
Once soaked in blue waters of the lake
Edged by green blue mountain foliage
Vermont is most beautiful in autumn
No one denies this summer visage
Will compete with inviting seasonal color
Observing the amiable calming scene above.

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Quadrille #204  – Summertime, and the Poeming is Easy  

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Sitting cold in his jams, blanket folds curled around him in a shady area, Joey looked skeptically into the pool at the inflated plastic dinosaur. He had craved the inflatable at the Target store, begged his mom to buy it and she did. The day had been a scorcher, as his dad called it, and the cool water was soothing. A pool was so much better than a sandy beach and he could run into the house at any time for a snack. His shady nook was getting boring, but there was no way he was going to get on that plastic monster, which still floated on the top of the water, teasing him. His parents seemed unawares that the smiling dinosaur was scary. He knew it, though, because when he first sat on it, it whispered to him. Joey was stunned, and when it whispered again, he hopped off and took refuge on the cement edging of the pool. He could try to tell his parents, but they wouldn’t believe him.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #381

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Here are this week’s questions which are a mixed bag:

1.  When you retire (or when you retired) do you have a picture of a small cottage with a white picket fence outside in a quiet village or something similar? For quite a few years I had that and then I moved.

2.  What do you associate with school dinners (apart from school of course) ? I had twenty minutes from one bell to go down and up two flights of student filled stairs to the next bell for class so never walked the lunch line.

3.   Can you play a musical instrument? I have played the piano and organ a bit.

4.   What made you smile today? Fandango’s post.

Gratitude: I am grateful every day for my family and in particular, a Zoom call with my son who lives in France.

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Share Your World 22nd July

What do you see # 246- July 22, 2024

Make sure to watch the end and credits.

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The small boy sat trembling at his bedside, offering up prayers to the savior, listening to the prophets’ words his mother would sing every evening. Joe was trying his best to believe, stay connected to the dreams his mom spouted would come true if only he stayed on the road of righteousness. In the summer days he would zigzag through paths in meadows, greeting the crows sitting on cornstalks and feeling the soft silk fronds falling free from the ripe corncobs. Joe loved nature and wanted to walk in the moon light also, watch fireflies and listen to the night birds, but being outside after dark was forbidden. Joe’s mind was conflicted as to why there was such danger at night that wasn’t there in daytime, when he was allowed the freedom to explore, but Joe always did what his mother told him.

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Wordle 664