Tipped (Draft 1)

Mary Kline-Misol: Chicken Act, Balance Ball

I have no balance
Juggling on a ball
My feet try hard to grip
Running running running
Circles
Going nowhere
Battery dying

Chargeable existence
Seeking source
What feeds me?
Disciplined pausing
Rusty pipe reaching
Stretching to center
Directing
Formally directed
New shoes

Once consuming
Shelved in order
Looking for space
Fragile center
I claim me
Matter is rising
Downward dog

This is inspired by a recent effort to reclaim balance in my life, by Magpie Tales, and ABC Wednesday's letter D. I already have plans to revise this but thought I would post the first draft anyway, which is why it's a different photo than the Magpie photo. Look for the new post...soon I hope. :)

Snap Shots

Cute and pudgy
Tiny toes
Little coos
Shoot me now

Running energy
Beaming face
Sundresses
Shoot me now

Shy wallflower
Bored by school
Boys with coodies
Shoot me now

Jeans and sandals
Def Leopard
Sockhops
Shoot me now


Higher moments of learning
Braided pigtails
Dreams and writing
Shoot me now

Greece and Italy
Backpacking
Missionary
Shoot me now

E-Learning
Remote employee
Home office mine
Shoot me now

Entrepreneur
Humble confidence
Love of a man
Shoot me now

Tomorrow
Buckle up
Ride's not over yet
Shoot me then

This is in response to Theme Thursday's prompt of camera.

Superhero

Faster than a speeding bullet
You are everywhere
Always with me

Through atomkinesis
I almost hear your voice
A whisper over storm

A pryokinetic ghost rider
What you sow is ablaze
Through cracked clay of your making

The empathic watcher
Vitakinetic
All is well

Resurrected
Spawn new life in me




This is in response to Sunday Scribblings' post of Superhero and ABC Wednesday's letter V. I'm not sure about this one. It may be too abstract, too out of the context of what is going on in my mind. Maybe some tweaking is in order....We'll see.



Electrical storm and fireball captured on camera © Phil Bland

Head Butt Eve

He looked at what He created
And it was good
It was good

Silvery snake tongue
Try the apple hun

She bought it, ate it up
Then shared her cup

When I get to Heaven
I'm gonna head butt Eve

Pieces from a "song" I wrote years ago when a friend commented that she wanted to head butt eve. It made me laugh. I was reminded of it today when I saw mom's magpie posting so I am piggy backing on her insightful post.

Check out Magpie Tales for other great inspirations!

I should also add that I am a Christian and love my God. No disrespect is meant. :)

T

Time
Traverses
Tumultuously

Tying
Tendons
Tight

Tense
Torment
Total

Tenacious
Toes
Trail

Trying
To
Tether

Time
Tick
Tock

This post was inspired by ABC's Wednesday's letter T prompt.

Savouring Toes and Shiny Knight

Picnic and a blanket fort
Peacocking his building bent
She prepares the mealy banquet

Shoeless in the moment
Twirl on savouring toes
Spontaneous tangos

Falling angels in the
Blanket's wrinkle
Tipping gently bowl

He tames dragon shadows
On a fluttering wall
Her shiny knight tall

Inspired by ABC Wednesday's letter S, Sunday Scribblings' Dragon, the Magpie Tales picture shown above, and Theme Thursday's Wrinkle. Click each to participate and see how these prompts inspired others.

Also inspired by a date a friend of mine had recently where they had a picnic and built a blanket fort. Giggle. Sweet Romance. Love it!

Plenty of Fishes

Plenty of fish
In the sea
Big variety of fishes
Small variety of fishes

Cutle Fish
Octopus
Plenty of fish
In the Sea

This was written in response to this week's Magpie Tales. Visit the Magpie Tales site to participate or visit others who have.

This was also inspired by a sign I saw in Naxos, Greece a few years ago. It made me giggle then. It makes me giggle now.

Quandary

Honey and Lemon
Stir
Tink clink chink

Swirling black
Sip
Ahhh

Rattle
Bone on bone
Glances

Silence blankets
A drone ahead
Blah blah blah

Heads nod
Lulling or agreeing?
It's a mystery

Sip
Hours of minutes
Ladies room beckoning

Shift
Courage swells
Fades

Sigh
Sip
Shift


A very silly response to ABC Wednesday's letter Q: a conference room quandary, Theme Thursday's Mystery, Sunday Scribblings' Courage, and Magpie Tale's photo of a saucer (bone china?). Click each link to see other creative juices flowing.

Pink

Chewing it up
Spreading it out
Just right
Blow
Blow harder
Tongue pushing
Cheeks swelling
Bubble expanding
Pink growing
Pride swelling
Pop!

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Pink is for girls
Blue is for boys
Red light stop
Delightfully color blind

Green is the new black

In response to Theme Thursday's prompt: PINK! and ABC Wednesday's prompt: P is for... Check each out to participate.

Bottle

Sunday.

Bleck.

Tomorrow she leaves for a week. It sounds exciting: Washington, DC. But it’s work and it’s away from him.

Their relationship is new; comfortable and exciting. They hold hands while strolling, link arms when talking. She drapes her legs over him while reading and dreaming. He holds her tight.

A week without his snuggles. Boo.

If only she could bottle him.

Response to Theme Thursday: Bottle

When Pigs Fly There Will Be Latte

Eight years it’s been. Eight years since she canceled her cable. Seven years since she first unplugged her TV for weeks at a time. Seven years of watching DVDs of her favorite TV shows or memorized movies. She learned to paint, play guitar, craft, write, and spent much of her time reading. Eight years of missing pop culture references.

“It’s been a good run”, she thinks as she stands with her boyfriend ordering cable.

“The first six months are free, and you can have the technician install up to three boxes at no extra charge.” The agent tells them.

“Wonderful”, her boyfriend responds, “one in the TV room, one in the living room, and one upstairs in the bedroom.”

“The bedroom?!” She exclaims. “I’ve never had a TV in my bedroom”.

“Really? Never?”

“Never.”

“You’ve never had a TV in your bedroom?”

“That’s right.”

“I bet you have.”

“You’re on. I bet you a latte.”

“OK. You have one in there now.”

“What?” She muses. They are doing renovations in the bedroom and she wonders if he has moved a TV upstairs without her knowing...

...The light of realization dawns.

Crap. There may be no TV in her bedroom, but she is sleeping in the TV room.

Laughing she relinquishes.

“The technician will be there on Wednesday. Enjoy your latte sir.”

Response to Sunday Scribblings

What are you looking at?

What does the mirror see
When she looks at me?
Am I a reflection of who I want to be?

Theme Thursday: Mirror

The Medium is The Message

Sparkly marbles hold your stare
Silence blankets my smile
Naked in innocence
Standing imposingly before you
With a star beating in my chest

The medium is the message
I am yours

Sunday Scribblings - message

Let the fun begin

My books have arrived!! Yay!!!!

The Sewing Bible: a modern manual of practical and decorative sewing techniques

and

Design-It-Yourself clothes: Pattern Making Simplified

Now to get my work day done so I can look through them!