Sunday 160 walk the road

Star thistle cracks

asphalt path

to armchair party

footrest overpass.

Awake broiled desert

nocturnal shriek

a circus Ferris wheel’s

anonymous census.














What do you do about loneliness?  Do you face it? Or do you walk on without recognizing it?

This is a post in exactly 160 characters, including spaces, a challenge by Monkey Man HERE  post on Sunday, and visit Monkey Man and one other 160 post.

Tuesday Toes: Shadowstalking

Kat Mortensen's book Shadowstalking arrived on the central coast of California yesterday!  (Note the wine grapes in the foreground)
She wanted to know where I read it, and as usual, I have no time to write.....

so here's Tuesday Toes with her new book of poetry:  Shadowstalking.  You may read her work, and order her book yourself,   HERE . (Note these are the more typically golden hillsides you may expect)

Muse-seeking Rap-Blues 160

Take the jump

straighten the slump

work the hump

angrily stomp

feel yourself cry

slowly sigh

make a try

see how high

you can fly

This is a poem in exactly 160 characters, spaces included.  The challenge is from Monkey Man, HERE  for a story or poem, posted on Sunday, let him know and visit one other 160 .

Take care of the quisinart - 55

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Sacred, sparkling,

pristine, and white,

labeled with too much
care….. or neglect?

Stained, sticky,

scummy, stinky,

under-washed,

but cared-about usefulness!

Shiny, polished,

glassy, sterile,

unused, neglected,

disregarded?

Chopping
with loving gusto,

with excess

wantonness!

The scales tip,

unbalanced.

Kindly, attentively,

noting the soil,

caress it to

a smooth rebirth,

in a moment

of balancing regard.

(this should be titled, "cleaning up the creative mess" but that's too crass)

If you want to join the Friday 55 Challenge, write a poem or story in exactly 55 words, let Mr Knowitall  know it  HERE and visit one other 55 fiction blogger.

Summer nights

Dancers pave the park
Salsa strings sing to fairies
toddlers circling trees


(This is a Theme Thursday, for the prompt Park)

Sanctuary

Make home a sanctuary,

with gratitude,

with attention,

to the shiny dishes,
to the new dishwasher,

to the subsiding vise grip
of needling swelling,
to yoga after sleep,
to the dark cocoon,
to holding still wakefulness,
in the middle of night noise,

to the agenda-free haven,

to the deep and dark, black and white flicker,

of Gregory Peck or Tyrone Power,
minus commercialism, complaints, combats, compromise.

Attentive to making a safe place,

a refuge, an asylum, a shelter, a haven .

(my 3 teenage boys are gone for a week, can you tell?)

Tuesday Toes: Puerto Vallarta

In preparation for a recent trip to Puerto Vallarta with “the girls”,  my friend Kim painted her toenails caution cone orange.  The rest is pretty clear......

The answer to the riddle on Sunday's Poetry Bus Challenge:  "The Trick" is a Chinese Finger Trap.  (-or a relationship counselor, if you have ever needed one, you'll know what I mean.....)  Some of you got it, weave was the clue.