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Partly Blue Sky IV

Posted on by Pete 
standing
at the apex
of an emotional
cul de sac 
at the edge
of an arete
the minor goddess
Arete appealed
to my innate
sense of #arete
to step back
not to kiss her
with a ... 
Teetering between hope and dread
The national #ambience reflects 
Bloated corrupt personification
Of everything wrong in our head 
Past sets the table's vibration
Climate repast served piping hot
We need a new aura menu soon
Or we'll keep getting what we got
#autonomy spent
soiled with each passing year
squash my mortal seed
Craiyon
parking in a forest preserve 
after a double date 
the chorus of our 
collective youthful #ardor
spilled out the car windows 
into the surrounding trees 
sending all little furry critters 
scampering for safe harbor
Redeeming  #attributes everywhere 
Yet not a single one to share
I know redemption doesn't sell
Cause the  algorithm told me so
It's the only way to tell
Media fodder #puzzle of the day:

If it thinks
If it slinks
If it stinks
Like garbage.

Then what is it?
decaf coffee left
me #hollow and cold even
if filled to the rim

Under Blues Skies III

Posted on by Pete 
A system that sows 
A grapes of graft vineyard will 
Be choked by it's vines

My telomeres are tired and my cellular membrane just ain’t as thick as it used to be. What once upon a time would set my cellular messenger RNA ablaze, scorching my mitochondria; now at best only kindles within my nucleolus.

Reload the browser 
Refreshing #awareness in 
my myopia

A: A polite way of describing, “I got mine Jack, keep your hands off of my stack.”

Q: “What is business ?”

I achieved peak self #astuteness with the realization that I couldn't monetize the lifeboat concession on the Titanic. 

Some people are wired that way. 

Others are not. 

My tipping point after greeting one of life's many icebergs. 

Too soon?
Ended with loathing 
Ignited with blazing lust 
Never #amity
sure, infinity 
and beyond equations 
are all well and good 
but my struggle 
is ciphering 
an #affinity for now
Craiyon

Haven’t the Foggiest

Posted on by Pete
Craiyon
No clue
Hey me too
But don't be blue
Join the crew

Haven't the foggiest
When we're the groggiest 
Making life the shoddiest
Like a well meaning hobbyist


But

I know
What I know
Until I know 
Something different


Do share
If you think you 
Know different 


Even seeming indifferent 
More likely ambivalent
But I remain diffident 


Spanning irreverent 
To the irrelevant 
Like the room elephant

The word(s) for today is(are) No Clue! We humans like to “know” things and to be right. I’m the first to agree, well, maybe not the first, that uncertainty is uncomfortable. I don’t even have a clue about the temperature outside. My phone says one thing, my actual thermometer says another thing, and the national […]

RDP Friday! No Clue!

Stream On

Posted on by Pete 
fluid emotions
spread all over a lifetime
a deluge of hope
soon will be a trickle down
good ol' waste fraud and abuse
Crayon

Hello Everyone, I hope you are all well and ready for another Ragtag Daily Prompt.  Here is your word for Thursday, 7 November 2024  —  DELUGE. Create a post (words/images/both) inspired by this word!  Just a reminder, anyone can join in. Link to this post by creating a pingback, or paste the URL of your post […]

RDP Thursday- DELUGE

B.S. Redux II

Posted on by Pete 
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 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
Craiyon
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