For Wordless Wednesday.
For my Ragtag Daily Prompt: collection.
I have an increasingly beautiful collection of pictures of water and the color of water.
For Mindlovesmisery’s Saturday Mix: double take.
he’s lain in the lane
on the hill, he’s a heel
waking drunk, he’ll wonder
has he the will to heal?
For the Daily Prompt: talisman.
What an interesting word. Talisman. What makes me feel safe? Where do I feel most safe, most loved, most joy?
Outdoors. Outside. With the birds, the deer, the trees. I am safest in the forest, away from people.
The latest news regarding Facebook and apps certainly reinforces that. I don’t trust technology, I don’t trust corporations, Big Data puts profit and money first, I do not trust people. Not in groups. Individually in clinic, yes. On Facebook, no.
And I realized the secret reason that I don’t twitter this week: I am a terrible speller. Yes, I am thinking of our twitter in chief and the spelling of counsel.
I would rather be outdoors trading songs with a bird than be indoors with a screen. Our television was turned off four years ago. I check varied news sources for a few minutes in the early morning. And then I turn them off.
Health to you and everyone.
For the Daily Prompt: undulate.
What a wonderful word! My thoughts go naughty… but no, this is mostly G rated, so I am reposting my poem with that word:
bellies bearing beer
deride damp deer
feeling fitly fat
give generous gifts
handing hippos hats
keen kindly kites
lilting laughing leers
many merry meerkats
nearly never notice
one old orangutan’s
reject reports regarding
shimmering snow snakes
tearing through tunnels
wondering why whales
yellow yaks yell
zip zap zoo!
For the Daily Prompt: leaf.
An old riddle: walk on the dead ones, they rumble and grumble. Walk on the live ones, nary a mumble.