Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
when speaking beware
of placing the accident
on wrong silLAbill
Very happy Sunday and the Ragtag Daily Prompt is accident! I left my rental car for the day and came back to this: Sigh. No note. Hopefully no one hurt. Accidents do happen and interrupt our lives. This is minor except for phone calls and paperwork. I hope this is not a trigger and there […]
RDP Sunday: accident
The status of my perspective is skewed
What are your biggest challenges?
reset
recycle
rejoin
reply
repost
redeem
repeat
repartee
Clearly my reset is on repeat
Pete and Re-Pete
Ruffles have ridges
Kerfuffles on burned bridges
Unruffled snitches
Always end up with stitches
From French Onion Dippages
Happy Monday!!! The prompt for today is UNRUFFLED. Create a post using this prompt. Photos, Artwork, Poetry, Short Story…the options are limitless and then link to this page. Please tag your post “RDP” and “Ragtag Daily Prompt”. Finally, don’t forget to read all the other wonderful posts. Need help with the pingback? You can find […]
RDP Monday: UNRUFFLED
coherent states sell
inherent suspicions to
incipient beliefs
Every time I try to stay present
I find myself getting wrapped up in the past
Blinding me to a tense future
The turbulence created
For unsmoothing smooth currents
With hungers satiated
By flowing eddy servants
Stuffs voids with a waving hand
Blurred vision vortex fillers
Left barely able to stand
Up on twin crumbling pillars
Succumbs again to forces
Repeats past current courses
Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it?
Driving back from a meandering fully packed family minivan vacation in Hoosierland a quarter of a century or so ago, the opportunity for a brief spur of the moment stop at this intimidating edifice presented itself.
The land equivalent of a cruise ship parked in hilly idyllic terrain. Little chance of capsizing of getting lost at sea. A throwback to a time when you could idle away a season in one building. Albeit a huge labyrinthine of a structure. Hallways that brought to mind “The Shining”. Long porches with plenty of rocking chairs to contemplate the hills off yonder. Arcade games, pools. bowling alleys, all tucked away in this testament to pleasure pastimes of bygone eras. I could have stayed there for a week or two, and the lads agreed. As #2 son dubbed it, ” Fwench Wick”.
But it was not to be and we never returned.
Visiting the web site It looks like it has undergone more than a few upgrades since then. Twenty five years ago it seemed a bit more rustic and dated than it looks now. But the strong bones seem to have endured. As do I.
Why identify the scene of a long ago brief stop over as a favorite place? Because that’s what came to mind and that’s just the way I am.
Once upon a time I thought I thought global.
I thought it was the only way to go.
But lately I feel the flat earthers have won
Or
There’s praise and then there’s Neuro-linguistic Programming
Because research shows that research works
A Scroll Threw Life 