My friend, after I warned him that I might have a crisis (this was a couple of weeks ago):
“Is this your normal crisis or your ‘I’m getting a year older’ crisis?”
Why do people still hang out with me? 😅 I’m grateful for those who will ride the struggle bus with me. 🙂
Sharing with One-Liner Wednesday.
For E.M.’s Sunday Ramble, on Tuesday. 🙂 Better late than never to write about “Uplifting Chatter.”
I was reluctant to post yesterday, even though I ended up writing 6 poems (“Reluctant” was yesterday’s MVB prompt word, and I didn’t even know that until this morning, since I didn’t read blogs either, yesterday). Thankfully, my fervor seems to have returned. I’d been thinking last night, “Just don’t post at all for this week; it doesn’t matter. 😦 😦 😦 ”
Okay, on to the Happy!
I try to reach out to friends but also don’t want to bring my friends down. Hugging my stuffed animals, especially my brand-new cute little crab. Going to see the ducks in the park. Looking at flowers. I don’t even have to go anywhere to look at beautiful flowers because my brother has filled our backyard with beautiful flowers and other plants. He has the greenest thumb you will ever encounter! I like to joke that he took all of my gardening ability in the womb, since I can’t garden to save my life, and he is the Plant Whisperer!
It would be too easy to say “coffee,” although that is true. I suppose it was nice that my room wasn’t stuffy. Also, the lotion I used smelled flowery and fruity.
Being cute, for some reason. Even strangers call me “sweetie” all the time. In high school, I was known for being smart. I have probably gotten dumber since then, but that’s okay because I like myself more. 🙂
My family makes this chicken-broccoli casserole with rice, and it’s one of our favorite dishes!
If it’s online or via text, I do love the hugging emoji. I also love actual hugs. I also try to be a good listener, and people have said that I am. If the person is a Christian, it’s also nice to pray together.
A last-minute post before I go to sleep. For FOWC: Platitude. I really feel this. I wrote this poem appropriately one minute ago.
Don’t say only, “I’ll pray for you,”
Which I don’t mind as long as you
Follow through, but make it more than a
Platitude: Don’t you think these tears
Could be alleviated by proximity, more than
Secret, hidden intercession with Divinity?
Please don’t leave me alone.
I am a Christian who believes that prayer can help things. I equally believe that we are called to do more than “just” pray, if we can. EVEN THE BOOK OF JAMES SAYS THIS.
The caps lock was accidental, but I’m keeping it because it’s actually perfect!
That is all. Good night.
I just wrote this “Parallelogram de Crystalline” poem (a new form for me!) for MLMM’S Saturday Mix: Lucky Dip and Photo Challenge #414, as well as for FFFC #169. I wanted to post my response before the new one is posted tomorrow, hence the late hour. Yes, 9:30 is late for me. 😆
I will try this form again tomorrow!
Tree branches
Stark against the blue sky --
Observer's eyes looking up, reaching
This world I'd
Too big for one tree to
Reach -- even if it were a banyan
The world of
One coffee shop, open
Via phones to all people online
Everyone
Connected in a web,
But can you reach beside you, two feet?
Photo credit: Tanya Grant
Photo from abi ismail at unsplash.com
Yesterday was a great day! I got to hang out with friends and even see pictures of one friend’s new kitten and in-person tiny ducklings! This morning was also great, as I got to go to Mass and see people, even my priest’s dog (and he’s also really cool without the dog).
That’s why I can’t figure out why I feel like this:
less than half a day
cuteness and companionship
evaporating —
this is not my will
this is the monster’s bidding,
his chilling fingers
blindfolding my eyes,
blanketing my memory
life’s heat extinguished
descending circles
I am Persephone tricked,
taken to Hades
I’ve been nervous for today. I’m going to be all alone all day, and it’s really bad timing because satan hates me. 😅
In addition, my phone reminded me that three years ago today was a really tough day. Long story short, my friend knew that I was in a horrific mind-place, so she all but kidnapped me and forced me to hang out with her and some friends, watching Legally Blonde, eating pizza, and playing with a little dog. Then, she didn’t let me go home until I was 95% asleep.
My phone reminded me of this by bringing up the photos of that dog.
I’m trying to make this day good, though! At least I am reminded of how much that friend loved me. 😊 We’ve pretty much lost touch, but I pray for her every. Single. Day. What she did is really the pinnacle of friendship, even though I was pissed about it at the time.
A poem will be posted later today.
Just had to share this one I just wrote… Many thanks to grapeling, who included a video of a piece of music that led me to have space to write this poem (follow the link 🙂 )
Update: shared with DVerse OLN 4/14/2022.
(my one-liner today)
I also have a poem inspired by that line and DVerse Poetics’s prompt from yesterday: “The Light of Vika Muse.” They feature the beautiful and fantastical art of a Ukrainian artist, Vika Muse. Continue reading
A diamante poem, inspired in part by FOWC: Tragedy. It seems to me that this form is geared towards teachers and their first-grade classrooms, based on the resources that I found when I searched for “diamante poem.” Nevertheless, I like this form and use it quite a bit, especially to get my creative juices flowing. For day 12, off-prompt (even though first graders are “very small things.”) 🙂
Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt sounds like fun, but it will take too long, so for now, here is a type of cinquain in response to FOWC: Pulse and MVB: Hold (didn’t actually use the word, I just realized, but I thought about holding someone in one’s arms). Continue reading
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