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poetry

How’s the air up there?

you are on my last nerve
about to topple off
your high horse
and loop da loop
like a whirlwind
a duster of sorts
bad romance
let’s start over
Hi, my name is . . .
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those prompt trifecta editors gave us a doozy for the weekend challenge: they gave us a list of words (topple, paradigm, underneath, nerve, honey, loop) from which to pick three; we were then to add 30 of our own to make the weekend 33. The above are mine . . . now it’s your turn.

Alchemy

He turned water into wine
To save the wedding feast

Alchemy in its purest form
Unexplainable by science

He gathers my tears
Changing them into joy

No wizardry this
Pure, unadulterated, Father’s love

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The Trifecta challenge: 33-333 words using ALCHEMY in its 3rd definition. Here are 33 of mine . . . where are yours?

Granny Wise

Wash behind your ears
Clean between your toes

Don’t chew your fingernails
Don’t pick your nose

Don’t cross your eyes
Your face will surely freeze

Remember, cover your mouth
Whenever you must sneeze

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Trifecta’s weekend challenge asked for some advice. I haven’t read anyone else’s advice, but I wouldn’t be TOO surprised if someone doesn’t say something along this line. Edited to add another couplet to rhyme “freeze”. It is said that a poem is never finished, just abandoned.

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Not part of the original 33, but added because I don’t want to miss an opportunity to do so – esp. after the full month I have had with training and Alaska Governor Sean Parnell’s 4th annual Choose Respect event, I give you the following advice I would offer a son, if I had one – and what I say to my grandsons.
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My Son

If you ask for the cherry
from her sundae and
she says No
honor that No
Someday she may offer it
Treat the offer with respect
Always respect
Always love
Always, my son
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:) enjoy . . . and do go over to check out the newest editor and even try your hand at wisdom sharing.

He is Risen!

Christ my Lord arose
breaking the chains holding me
captive to my sin

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for Haiku Friday with Lou
Have a blessed Easter, my friends.

Puckerbush Island

Stuck in Customs / Travel Photos / CC BY-NC-SA

Puckerbush Island Marina

Fat Seagulls
Wings flapping

Low tide
No sailboat

Never mind
Don’t panic

Change

Wild – green – hidden

Starflowers
Lilies of the Valley
Pink Impatiens

Leave them

Mother . . . child
Comforting thought
Relief
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Trifecta’s challenge this week is to look at page 33 of their favorite book – pick out 33 words – make them our own and write something. My something is above. Where’s yours?