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Saturday, January 30, 2021
Sunday Muse #145
Happy January! We just came in from running around the backyard in shorts and t-shirts...because snow is pretty much mythical in this part of Texas (not impossible, but nice and once-upon-a-time) and that's just what I wanted for this week's Muse. Several people in my life are looking at new paths and I find myself thinking about this as well. Myths are often the record or beginning of journeys and thus: trackless snow and a rising (?) sun. Is this an invitation? A benediction? A lure?
Looking forward to the poetry you find along the way.
Good morning all!!! I hate to be first but I finished writing and so I'll try to sleep some more. It was a fun write, thank you Chrissy, for the inspired write. For years and years I was having two recurring dream, one I hadn't been attending classes and final exams were here. And I had forgotten my building and room. The other was about a large computer program that I built at NASA and it wouldn't work. About 28 years ago I stopping having those. Now it is back to sleep if I can. ..
Nothing wrong with being first Jim. I think sometimes it is like a buffet dinner at a gathering. Everyone hesitates to be the first one. I will be heading over to read yours now. Nice Qbit! You would be wonderful to have at a dinner party, if we could have dinner party's. LOL :-))
That strikes a real funny bone for me Jim. In our family I am the one that makes the deviled eggs, and it is always a funny joke about how there are not enough. (sometimes I make over 70!!) I can always sample in the making, so I am lucky that way. LOL
Qbit, that once proud contender, has dug down deep inside himself to find that spark, that je ne sais quoi that has rejuvenated a flickering career and brought him back into the gaudy light of stardom.Not since the heavyweight poetry bout of 1935 has there been such a dramatic scene. This is Howard Cosell wishing you good evening.
Good morning all!!!
ReplyDeleteI hate to be first but I finished writing and so I'll try to sleep some more. It was a fun write, thank you Chrissy, for the inspired write.
For years and years I was having two recurring dream, one I hadn't been attending classes and final exams were here. And I had forgotten my building and room. The other was about a large computer program that I built at NASA and it wouldn't work. About 28 years ago I stopping having those.
Now it is back to sleep if I can.
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"Still it cried 'Sleep no more!' to all the house:
Delete'Poetry hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Jim
Shall sleep no more..."
Nothing wrong with being first Jim. I think sometimes it is like a buffet dinner at a gathering. Everyone hesitates to be the first one. I will be heading over to read yours now.
DeleteNice Qbit! You would be wonderful to have at a dinner party, if we could have dinner party's. LOL :-))
I do like being in line in time to get a deviled egg before they are gone.
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That strikes a real funny bone for me Jim. In our family I am the one that makes the deviled eggs, and it is always a funny joke about how there are not enough. (sometimes I make over 70!!) I can always sample in the making, so I am lucky that way. LOL
DeleteI love the questions you pose, Chrissa. Food for thought ~~ happy weekend everyone!
ReplyDeleteA first for me ... composed my poem over a year ago. I love how it fit the beautiful image. Cheers.
DeleteHappy Weekend to you to my friend! I too love the questions and image choice. Heading to read yours now Helen. :-)
DeleteI like this picture! I'll be bock. :-P
ReplyDeleteYay!!!!! :-)
DeleteBock, like the beer, right?
DeleteSo pretty.
DeleteHello Dear Poets! I am early today as Sunday hasn't arrived. Or perhaps, I have time traveled. haha peace and light to all!
ReplyDeleteEarly is good my friend and time travel would be cool too! Wishing you a wonderful Sunday Truedessa!
Delete"Plumeorfin" ~~~ I would love to leave a comment for you, can't seem to find a way.
ReplyDeletePlease know I think your poem is quite exquisite!
+1!
DeleteThank you. <3
DeleteYes I was longing to leave a comment for Plumeorfin as well. I love the vision it evoked. Totally gorgeous writing!
DeleteThank you, Chrissa, for this prompt! Being a rooftop poet in winter is tough work, but there are some payoffs. Look forward to reading.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you are here Zander!
DeleteQbit, that once proud contender, has dug down deep inside himself to find that spark, that je ne sais quoi that has rejuvenated a flickering career and brought him back into the gaudy light of stardom.Not since the heavyweight poetry bout of 1935 has there been such a dramatic scene. This is Howard Cosell wishing you good evening.
ReplyDeleteHi Chrissa, great prompt. I wrote a piece entitled “No No”. It’s the second part of my post.
ReplyDeleteAlways glad to see you here Rob. Heading over to read yours now.
DeleteSuch a beautiful image for inspiration
ReplyDeleteIt sure is! So glad you are here my friend!
DeleteI can only agree, such a beautiful picture. It had me writing something before I knew it. :-)
ReplyDeleteThat is always the plan and Chrissa and Shay do a beautiful job of providing great images to write to. So glad you joined in RedCat!
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