MLMM Music Challenge

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I remember the first time I heard the first sentence in this song, sung by Joe Cocker. I thought, what? Rewind! And of course I had to listen to the rest.

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Rory’s Really You#2

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Do you hoard, clutter, or constantly declutter?

I am not a hoarder but have been accused of it with my collection of birds. I have birds on living room curtains, a clock in the kitchen that announces the hour with a different bird call and some small funny seasonal birds I display.

Do you enjoy cooking, if so, what is your special dish and if not, what is a dish you wish you could create?

I have a few family favorites that I’m asked for, but now I rarely cook, it’s too difficult when sitting. Yesterday my daughter asked me to make muffins for her and I said, no way, I don’t like making muffins. I never did because it’s difficult to get all the batter in a cup without having to clean around the edge of the pan, my oven burns them on the bottom, etc etc. They are the easiest things to make, my hardest to bake. A dish I would like to create would be a perfect consistency of fudge. The fast ways are too soft and the long way needs perfect weather to set.

What are we likely to find in your condiment cupboard?

Nothing surprising, I imagine. The usual: mustard, ketchup, mayonnaise, relish, vinegar, olive oil, Worcester sauce, soy sauce, maple syrup. Spices I have lots: basics for baking, ginger, cloves, cinnamon, nutmeg, etc; for cooking, Mrs. Dash, sage, poultry seasoning, basil, oregano, cumin, curry powder, garlic powder, etc.

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So much for short answers. Check out other answers on Rory’s site.😊

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MLMM Tale Weaver #249

Going on holiday is an oxymoron

Emphasis on the last part

Making plans for what to ride on

Train, plane, automobile, or cart

Sinking feelings start as you plan

Might we choose a caravan

Or we could try a scenic cruise

No sleeping bags or tents to use

Hotels, room service with a smile

While dollars from your wallet fly

A cabin in the woods retreat

Fire burning warmth is neat

Or mountain climbing might suffice

Hiking, ropes with clamps advised

All these plans in the making

I think too much time it’s taking

A new thought suddenly appears

I like our home, let’s just stay here.

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inhale (my heart)

REBLOG: The title alone is exceptional. Frank’s new book is out on Amazon now, check it out: “The New Asylum”.

Frank Prem Poetry

Inspired by the phrase‘The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore’ taken from ‘Song of Myself (Leaves of Grass)’ by Walt Whitman.

This now comprises a part of The Linkages Project

I strode the sands
once
of the chelsea
shoreline

walked
through the wavelets
on hampton beach

and where I strode
I raised
the salt flecks
in froth
and in the bubbles

to splash
on the shoreline
for me
it was
sublime

but in my heart
I retain
the leaves

the smell of eucalyptus
both dry
and green

I am overwhelmed
by their aroma
when walking
through forest

and I believe
that is where
my heart
resides

so I hold
the memories
of salt
inside me

all those times
of white spray
to recall

but I run my feet
through the leaves
at the base
of the woodland

crush
a green leaf

my heart

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