In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Tagline.”
She blushes
I cannot lie because I will be like Pinocchio
Instead of a long nose, my face will beam red
So instead, I wear my heart on my sleeve
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Sweet Marigold
The petals and blossoms of the world are all very lonely. Until they are greeted with a ray of sunshine to brighten their long days. Into their lives a little child passes their way. And as she does so, their spirits start to rise. Their colours brighten, and they stand tall and strong on their stalks. Their lives will forever be touched by a young child. A child just like you. A child who loves every bright flower, and butterflies and bees. A child who is the heroine of her own story. A little girl by the name of Sweet Marigold.
Young and Old
The bud and the bloom
Blossoming into beauty
Delights—young and old
Share Your World
What was your favorite subject in school?
Mathematics
“Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away” (George Carlin). When have you had such a moment?
When I woke up on my wedding day and my first thought was, it’s my wedding day! So far I’ve only had one. Wedding Day that is.
What’s your choice: jigsaw, crossword, or numeric puzzles?
Jigsaw
If you found an obviously abandoned car with $50,000 in the back seat, what would you do?
Assume drug dealing and disappear fast.
Without the cash!
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
I got refunded for an aborted publishing attempt, and the money is back in the bank. I am now on Plan D.
Also managed to finish a book on South Africa’s top serial killer sleuth.
Looking forward to Pilates on Thursday.
Thank you for reading!
Here is the book I read (first one this year). Piet Byleveld is famous in South Africa for the many crimes he has solved:
Observer
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Show Must Go On.”
If producing is creating
Directing taking the lead
Acting stealing the show
And if I cannot be the writer
Then I will be the audience
Cee’s Oddball Challenge
Very Old and unusual bicycles including Penny-farthing taken at a retro cycling exhibition
The Fly
A fly flying
Around my face
Around my eye
Fly away from me
And leave me be!
But before you go
I demand to know
Where there is life
Surely,
There must be beauty?
Loving Shepherd
Loving Shepherd of Thy sheep,
Keep Thy lamb, in safety keep;
Nothing can Thy power withstand,
None can pluck me from Thy hand.
Jane E Leeson 1842
Image Source:
https://occupydailyprompt.wordpress.com/2015/03/28/picture-prompt-3/
New Life
The world is burning alive
Raging red fires lick the Earth
Catching the sky by surprise
Destruction is all around
Desolation in its entirety
Until the hunger is satiated
And finally calmness abounds
From the heat of the fire
Peace descends and rising
Out of the burnt dry black—
New life
Inspired by an initial poem of mine:
All I Have
I have no car
I have no guitar
I have no drums
Or rhythm or song
I have no money
To make my dreams come true
All I have are thoughts,
Words and prayers
And the constant beating
Of my heart
Poems and Petals 