via Daily Prompt: Profuse
Poor Mother My Earth
I strain to rise,
but I cannot move,
The pressure on my throat is growing,
I can hardly breathe.
I'm slowly choking,
consumed by a profusion of gases.
I'm diminished by seas,
not of water, not now,
a dryness stretching out across my surface.
Forests, once verdant, my crowning glory,
I was an object to be plundered,
no seduction there.
They lusted after me till I was spent,
too late was I loved,
Come rescue me my lovers,
that you and I may be.
via Daily Prompt: Forlorn
Such a lovely place the marina, all the sounds and smells of the sea, the tavern on the deck, a beautiful lunch, great company. As I look out I see a few boats moving, but only three boats went out, another four different ones came back in during lunch.Sad, all that technology, all that cost, all that stuff, just sitting there, aging, useless, forlorn, waiting to make a break for the ocean. But no, they have been left alone to sit, rocking at their moorings yet again, to dream of the wide open sea. Ah, perhaps next week if the weather’s good. For now, just forlorn, alone, waiting, yearning, to be.
Who fills my senses with life,
Like rain on dry earth.
How I desire your moisture,
That I may drink of your love.
Snippet, snippet good (with apologies to Devo). For Lyn and Hayden a long day pruning an overgrown section of garden, while attended to brick paving the courtyard. None of us got off lightly that day. A snippet of our good life 🙂
It has, as always been a mixed year for us, but it seems that unseen gremlins have been at work. It has been a year of hard graft, some disappointments, heartache, and a lot of pressure we hadn’t planned on. In the midst of that there has been a lot of of personal adjustment and thus inner turmoil in emotionally encompassing change, or best put, dealing with chaos. And to cap it off we suffered a break-in last week and just the violation, let alone the loss of personal effects, has been difficult to navigate.
For me it has been a year of wrangling gremlins. Though, that said, the gremlin induced misery only stands out because negatives always deeply affect me, but yet the positives are plentiful in review, which is a wonderful thing as should that not be, I’d be buried in the negatives. Nonetheless, it has been a hard year. Just hoping I’ve corralled the gremlins for a time, I must go and check on them …
Saw this guy on a shrub – two for the price of one!
Honk That horn!! You can see the horn next to the left hand (facing) cab light. This is a 1914 Morris Oxford Deluxe. One must respect the process of vintage car circuit, which includes not touching or getting into the car, but I so wanted to squeeze that horn, what a sound it might make.