
taking solace in
the pledge to add cinnamon
to my buttered bun
to soothe my picky palate
sworn to epicure excess
Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time

taking solace in
the pledge to add cinnamon
to my buttered bun
to soothe my picky palate
sworn to epicure excess
One thing is for sure;
When no bad decision goes
unmade, that's a clear
loud warning to the world that
I got my #mojo workin'
If you put an #apple on the top of your head, don’t be surprised if some bozo with a bow tries to shoot an arrow through it. Causation Correlation What do you think of them apples
#aware of a doomed
life lived confined within a
house of yellow leaves
Smeared over life's time mirror
On every surface in evening chambers
Smashed sconces
Broken bottles
Tumbled tumblers
Soiled sheets
Base fruit of nocturnal
Past amorous #alacrity clambers
parked out in the woods
the hunter's moon shining bright
teenage #ardor flowed
Too much rigidity
May maintain servility
While preying on fragility
Ushering in a proclivity
Towards delightful serendipity
Encouraging faux #avidity
Leading to soul's morbitity
Resulting in lividity
The seasonal tradition of bobbing for eels will be commencing shortly.
With the earth's life heat
Dispersed to the void of space
No longer #ablaze
Another sad dead planet
Stripped of it's resource and spark
some secrets should be
kept because one third will not
give a darn, one third
can never keep things secret,
one third won't understand it.
The law of thirds in life, art, and demographics.

Hello everyone! The prompt word for today, 19th October 2024, is “Secret”. Write/create a post on your blog inspired by the prompt. Then share it with us via pingback or leave a link of your post in the comments section. Have fun. Punam
RDP SATURDAY: SECRET
Ambivalent or
#Lackadaisical maybe
Just plain lazybones
#treppenwitz
Random German dude loitering on a staircase: “Wie geht’s dir?”
Me: “The gates are okay but the hinges are rusty.
While it seems the past years
Have been taken by the boom
Of a loud fat buzzing #Mosquito
In the room
Thank glorious insectile overlords
For the power, wisdom, and pique
To mute endless media harangue of
Blather and Squeak
A #yakamoz
lycanthrope
May be good looking
But in reality is but a
Sneaking slinking skulking
Weak sad sack reflection
Of a full furred howling
Drooling biting snarling
Genuine issue werewolf
You liked the big lie?
Well step right up for this year's
extra #jumbo lie.
This person Up On a platform Preening Like a bloated budgie In front of a mirror Not #cute Not #gigil Just #sad
What's that trickling down?
#Sugar coat it all you wish.
It still amounts to
thinly glazed aerated pure
weasel sputum on a stick
Low expectations
Have kept me #flexible now
In spite of myself
I can bend backward while I'm
Looking at me in the void
From towering white pines to unusual beach species. Predacious bog plants to native prairie grasses. The plant diversity was outstanding in front of our dune home. Diverse #garden terrain wiped out for a sloping lawn to serve the spouse aesthetic. My biggest regret.
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Was it finding myself floating in a roomful of white mist looking down at myself sitting at a computer?
More likely, that was an end.
Did it #begin when a foot, a bus, and the front bumper of a 1971 Checker taxicab tried to occupy the same space at the same time?
That began something.
