Sunday Whirl – Message

The truth bends like a message missing ink. Gentle spin was supposed to put doubt in a distant row. The debris of my spectacle scattered about a post in mint shape.

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Simple Pleasures

Wringing right from wrong

Her form guilt’s panacea

Pleasure immune from details

Afterthoughts are tight chains

Keeping wrong from returning

Impossible

originally posted to http://project21words.wordpress.com

FFAW – Seed of an Idea

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Goroyboy. Thank you Goroyboy!

“It’s so warm to the touch.” his six year old eyes watches the viewing ball roll into the palm of his hand.

“Son, respect the power which the light contains.” his father half hidden in the shadows of the sunlight. “The Sun is the source of all life but we can steal its power. Carefully, we must be careful about it.”

“Someday, I will walk on the Sun. I’ll bring back a whole bunch more than this little ball!” The boy rises lifting the ball back towards its home.

“Icarus, my boy. No man can approach the Sun. The gods will never allow such a thing.” his father laughs at the youth.

112 Words

Wordle – Train to Nowhere

Week 176

1. Love

2. Dense

3. Condemn

4. Evening

5. Inside

6. Onism (n.)) the frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time, which is like standing in front of the departures screen at an airport, flickering over with strange place names like other people’s passwords, each representing one more thing you’ll never get to see before you die—and all because, as the arrow on the map helpfully points out, you are here.)

7. Hearten

8. Railroad

9. Contrivance

10. Promise

11. Mandala

12. Flirtation

Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem

The words can appear in an alternate form

Use the words in any order that you like.

Tag: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle

Inside the dense frustration of my evening, contrivance creeps. Promise etches a mandala. Feelings ride a railroad hearten by condemned love always arriving in onism.

Sunday Whirl – Rainy Days

A cold, dense rain tramples the magic of a sunny day. The cat takes aim dangerously at my twitching hand. Weather holds today’s tale ransom while change waits patiently elsewhere.

Green Sand Beach

There’s a southern most point everywhere. This is the United States most southern point. Sorry Key West or any other territory, this is Hawaii. Technical there is another place that is part of this area but it isn’t a beach or green. And this is the only completly green beech in the world as well. It’s a 2 1/2 mile braided poor excuse for a road (without 4WD a good awful hour wagon each way). Notice the back of the Jeep and top of the cliff in second picture.

But why go? Its a collapsed volcano crater littered with olivine (peridot to those bigger crystals, birthstone for August). You can see deep blue to turquoise waters. Swim or get beat by 7-10 feet waves. But mostly to see exotic beauty of rugged Hawaii.