My Transgressive Prescription In our tribe, from birth we’re taught Follow has its time and place Strength in herd will save your skin Bend the knee and serve with pride Safe we’ll be, but are we free? Bound with threads of should and ought Shrug them, soon you’ll find disgrace Couched in terms like bad…
Tag: Saturday Mix
#MM Saturday Mix — Your love’s return
when quivered lines sigh stable when gentle breeze bare stirs when heart affirms its able when I rest among the ferns I’ll sing, recall your fable as hawks fly o’er the trees I’m bound to you, a cable like blooms are bound to bees forgot is “wrong,” the label instead is love renewed return to…
#MM Saturday Mix — Only $5!
My roomie in college’s combination of impulsiveness and kind-heartedness, in retrospect, led to the worst and best days of my life. The day we walked down to the convenience store and saw the cutest little red-headed girl sitting on the curb with a rattling, scratching box, Mimi couldn’t resist the tiny mutt pup for “only…
#MM Saturday Mix — Spring Symphony
Through the mesh screen Sifts gentle breeze Cats watch birdies Hopped feathered tease Call from the trees Chipmunks chirping Pine cone burping Red-tails lurking Death watch flirting To snatch ‘ere flees Dandelion Dots are smilin As they’re dyin ‘Brellas flyin On warm breeze Sights sounds smells feels Spring charms and heals Pops wide soul squeals…
#MM — Saturday Mix — Cry from the darkness
Cry from the Darkness When all that is is up for profit A call for prophet needs pierce the sky Tortured, twisted souls will never rest Until wrest from darkness by the light Sarah Weejars is the host of Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s Saturday Mix. Sarah says: This week we are seeing double with…
#MM Saturday Mix – Handyman
When Rita searched Craigslist for someone who could cut up the fallen trees in her yard, her first impression of Cliff was that he was a rough-looking character. His tweed cap looked frayed, the face under it tanned and leathery, his flannel shirt thin in places, his jeans a watery blue where the threading was…
#MM Saturday Mix — Too Many Desserts
Too Many Desserts All flesh is meat, our tastes we sate On carnal plate Our earthly mete The seasoned heat Not care nor pride for what we do Before we’re through The harms we cause Will give us pause Our time on earth has been pried loose Necks in the noose So go we…
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