life comes with an expiration date.really, what are you waiting for?face it, careful doesn’t cut itwhen days are ticking out.smash your lips into itget them wet, sticky,salty, sweet, warmguzzle the tangbreathe everylast drop of it! top image link De Jackson (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De says:write a 44-work poem using…
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Doodads — around the yard and beyond
Pics taken yesterday and also some flower pics from my walk last week.
dVerse Poetics — I Prefer Chiclets (updated with linked article)
Dennis Waterman Too many cups of coffee too many cigarettes have stained his pearls to yellow chiclets. Call me fickle, but I prefer their gleam to the harshness of fluorescent rows of selfie sickness’ glows. Sarah is today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics. Sarah wants us to write about yellow. For those unfamiliar with Chiclets, go…
Decommission Line 5, the GIANT OIL PIPELINE that travels under The Great Lakes from Canada to the U.S.
Oil & Water Don’t Mix is an activist group doing their best to shut down Line 5. Learn more about the issue and how you can help here.
Friday Favorite Feature 4 — Wolf’s Rain (anime)
Wolf’s Rain This is another series found by a random anime search in the library database. It only lasted one season, (30) 24-minute episodes. I’m about 75% through it. It’s a very good, solid story that mixes mythology with reality and the past with science fiction. The premise of the series is that wolves have…
What’s Going on? — Weather Spirit’s Vessel
Vacation weather fades Encroaching tourists gone Sun shines in weaker splays Showers sweeten apples Everything much regreened Like second spring has sprung October ‘round corner Fresh paint on undergrowth Yes! scorch memories fade Overcoats are pulled out Unruly goldenrod Rules fence lines; honeybees We’ve survived heat records, Eating fires, killing drought Affection for coolness Takes…
#FF — Mother
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook Don and I met two years ago, at Pinky’s, where I work. He’d come in for a massage and paid extra for the happy ending. He’s been a regular since then. After a year, Don began bringing me gifts. After two, I began to look forward to his kind smile….
