Sometimes it slows down, so much so that our days can feel stagnant but otherwise moving along at a leisurely pace – nice! – and at other times we find ourselves being pulled along and/or pushed into activities, events, changes that leave us gasping for air.
One thing is certain, however; life keeps moving on. How we react to what it brings is ours to decide. And that can make for quite the astonishing difference.
Daily Prompt: Astonish
old wives’ tongues
a feverish thrust
yeast that’s expired
die if you must.
Daily Prompt: Bewildered
Don’t snuff out your own bright lights
Bad enough that others will try to do that for you
Assemble your efforts to reach ever higher
Ascend those jagged rocks to pinnacled peaks
Find your own beauty and grandeur
Finesse your own sweet way in the world
Leave stifling to old reruns
Shame on anyone who would seek to undo
your sense of purpose, your sense of self.
Leave them, and go.
Daily Prompt: Stifle
you were the dominant
force in my life
that didn’t give you the power
to tower over
Try again, please.
Daily Prompt: Dominant
silky and refined
embracing our every need
sometimes turning frayed
and becoming unraveled
on forced intimacies
whispers of light
evoked by the smallest
by hydrangea days
and gardenia nights
exasperating us all.
Daily Prompt: Evoke
THIS part of me – my faults, my hang-ups, my frailties – they’re yours. You can have them.
You can sift through the rest to see if anything sparks your interest. Doubtful, though.
This beating heart of mine, however, is spoken for.
Flipping and flopping, stopping and starting,
unsure at times whether I really have what it takes – that’s taken.
Ditto my sometimes unsavory soul, my intermittent hopes, my juicy passions. Likewise, my unrelenting dreams and unseemly quirks.
I don’t know what else to tell you. Perhaps you should just look elsewhere.
Daily Prompt: Carve
Young children (and certain adults) resist leafy, green vegetables:
Kale. Spinach. Swiss Chard.
Paunchy, prematurely gray men nix the idea of an early morning run.
Millennials txt lk ths, punctuation be damned.
Hipster chicks on a frigid Friday night: warm coats left behind. Hardly enchanting when mummified against the cold.
Politicians and the truth: Need I say more?
Daily Prompt: Allergic
Are we liable
for that which is viable
however much we deem it unendurable
(much less improbable)
but ultimately is entirely unstoppable?
Daily Prompt: Viable
I know your tricks
you spell the word
thinking I won’t understand
I’m a smarter puppy than you give me credit for
T-R is all it takes
and I’m there in a flash.
Give it to me! Give it to me!
Sit Ubu, sit. Good dog.
Daily Prompt: Treat
“You see, you know how to *take* the reservation, you just don’t know how to *hold* the reservation.” ~ Seinfeld
Daily Prompt: Reservation