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Repost: Ghazal
This is a re-post of a ghazal that I wrote a couple of years ago. I am sharing with DVerse for this month’s poetry form.
Created for…
“We cannot, without making ourselves unhappy, make of our lives anything other than that for which we have been created: to receive and give love.”
— Jacques Philippe
When I was on retreat, I read 2 of his books.
For One-Liner Wednesday.
Pop!
Pop goes the weasel, soda pop, Popsicles, popcorn…. every time I go to the movies with my friend, we get popcorn. We call it “crack-corn” because it is addictively delicious. The last movie we saw was called “A Great Big Beautiful Journey” or something like that. It had way too many F bombs, but it was a good-natured rom-com, and I liked it.
I want to go to a movie soon, but there’s nothing in particular that I want to see right now.
There are Popsicles in my freezer: mango, coconut, and strawberry; but I haven’t tried them yet. It’s a cold and rainy day, but I might try one later today.
Written for SoCS: Pop.
Something Broken
Something spilled that can't be put away,
Something broken that cannot be fixed --
How I wish that innocence could stay,
Instead it's gone, and I feel broken.
No one gets out intact, sad to say,
We learn to live with all the pieces.
We learn to live, come what evil may,
Such is life -- sadness, happiness mixed,
Both an upward and a downward way.
This poem is written in the “magic 9” form. I actually like this one. It’s based on a dream I had 2 nights ago.
Kitties for Company
Mt parents have left for another vacation, this time for a week, leaving me alone, but I have our two kitties for company. Today, however, they have both spent the afternoon in my dad’s office, rather than with me. That is okay.
Today I had a friend for company when we went out to lunch. We went to Cava for lunch and got Mediterranean bowls.
Then, as usual, as is practically tradition, we browsed World Market. That store is filled with Christmas stuff already, and I wouldn’t buy any that early, because it’s not even Advent yet, but I admit that the marzipan was tempting. My friend was infectiously singing along with the Christmas music playing in the store, and I sang a little bit, too — I couldn’t help it!!
I hope to see more of my friends this week so I am not a crazy-cat-lady hermit.
This stream-of-consciousness is brought to you by Linda’s prompt, company.
Last on the Card — October 2025
My last photo for October is this selfie I took after getting my hair done this past Tuesday. I can’t smile in selfies because I’m too focused on pressing the button. 😆
Into Your Hands (and Halloween!)
Happy All-Hallow’s Eve! 🎃 My family isn’t expecting many trick-or-treaters in our neighborhood tonight, but we did buy some chocolate to give out. I’m not dressing up or doing anything special, though.
On an unrelated topic, here is a Chaucerian stanza I finished today:
Into Your hands my spirit I commend,
Out of Your hands I never want to fall.
Eternity in hell? Heaven forfend!
I know that You bestow a higher call.
To reach it I must learn to trust with all.
Into Your hands my little soul I give,
The only way that I can always live.
Pilgrimage
For this week’s Writer’s Workshop, John invites us to choose from 6 prompts, and I chose “Tell us about the next big purchase you’re saving for.”
Next year, I hope to go to France on pilgrimage. I am actually raising money to go, and I hope that it works because I already paid the deposit. 😁 The pilgrimage is led by one of my favorite Catholic Youtubers and his priest, and it will visit many places in France, including the convent where my favorite saint lived and died. The pilgrimage will also visit the healing waters of Lourdes, places were several other saints lived, and the Normandy beach.
I really hope to go on this pilgrimage! I’m 99% sure I will go but am hoping that I won’t have to drain half my savings to go on this once-in-a-lifetime trip.
Character
“Character is to some extent judged by what a man does with his falls. A pig falls into the mud and stays there; a sheep falls in and climbs out.”
— Archbishop Fulton Sheen
For One-Liner Wednesday.
inmost self
After another late night at choir practice, I didn’t post yesterday. So here I am this morning. I have a shadorma today.
inmost self
known by my Maker:
all my thoughts,
my true needs,
everything inside of me,
fully known and loved
Drinks
I really just wanted to share this picture from Thursday Inspiration (which I’m responding to on Sunday).
I’m not a beer fan, or any alcohol in general, though I have been known to enjoy a Long Island iced tea, which ironically is one of the most alcoholic drinks, I think. I’m very all-or-nothing.
My favorite drinks are black coffee, diet Coke, and Bubly waters.
I was going to write a stupid poem, like “Beer/Is here/Let’s all cheer/And be sincere” but I can’t finish my stupid poem. Anyone feel like helping me finish?
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