For JusJoJan 15 – Button
There are buttons that we push
and buttons that we wear
buttons keep things tight
or show the world we care
buttons on my phone
buttons on my car
buttons on my jacket
buttons near and far
Til next time ~Peace ~JP
For Crimsons Creative Challenge 114
Hikers Lament
Dried winter reeds whip around my legs
as my foot crunches through thin ice
making a small splash of freezing water
“hurry, hurry” the wind whispers it’s call
through the trees, eyes on silent wings
I nod to my companions that I’m OK
strong enough to continue, but somewhere
deep down, deep inside I feel squelching,
dampness and pinpricks of pain
as my soggy sock creeps down into my shoe
… ewwwwww …
Til next time ~Peace ~JP
My “neighbor” across the street. Every winter, we are treated to the return of the small herd of deer who call our RV park their winter home.
Til next time ~Stay trippy hippies ~JP
For dVerse Poetics, Mish asks us for an “object poem” beginning with “this is not a ____”
Pearls of Wisdom
This is not a necklace
but a strand of memories
each more precious than the last
Layer upon shimmering layer
each covering the tiny seed
of discontent, making it more bearable
beauty in the layers, truth in the grit
pearls of a mother’s wisdom
wrapped in layers of love and life
Til next time ~Stay trippy hippies ~JP
For every snowflake that falls, somewhere, an idiot forgets how to drive. ~JP
For One Liner Wednesday AND JusJoJan # 13
Til next time ~stay trippy hippies ~JP
Dabbling at Art — a Quadrille
The trail was hardscrabble
and loose sienna sand
bluejays singing babble
sky grey and bland
over boulders I grappled
as gait became unsteady
leeside shade was dappled
paint and canvas at the ready
the clouds begin to part
I begin dabbling at my art
word count 44
For dVerse Quadrille – dabbling
Til next time ~Stay Trippy hippies ~JP
For Sunday Stills and JusJoJan
Letters fall from the shelf
creased and fragile
from a thousand openings
Words spill out like pictures
bright stars on dark nights
silver moonlight on the sea
Light up the darkening sky
with sacred promises
true love never dies
This week’s Sunday Stills prompt of “night” was a little daunting for me. You see I’m not a night person. I’m much more likely to see a sunrise than a sunset. When I step foot outside after dark, it’s usually just to my own yard to gaze at the moon, maybe charge my crystals. That being said, I ransacked my photo files and did come up with a few.
2020 Blue Moon — I always find that surrounding a moon shot with frames of reference helps. Here the Halloween Blue Moon plays peek-a-boo with me behind the trees. Also, it offsets the lens flares with which I struggle, like a LOT.
Evening on the Lanai – Kauaii– Here landscape lighting and tiki torches accent brilliant moonlight reflected on the ocean.
Jack-o-lanterns — This is a great shot for reminding myself, it’s not always about the quality of the shot, it’s the feelings and memories.
Nijo Castle – Kyoto Japan — Snapped with a tiny cell phone, a good illustration of the problems encountered with night photography. The castle is lit up so brightly that details are nearly indiscernable.
Sunset on Waikiki — I may not be much for “night” photography but give me a sunset and, oh my …
Til next time ~stay trippy hippies ~JP
linked to JusJoJan #10 – cheese
Til next time ~Stay trippy hippies
Well it’s been a week here at Chez Spoons. I’ve just finished off two weeks of steroid therapy to treat my dyshidrotic eczema. Pllffttt ;-p have I ever mentioned how much I dislike steroids? Make me slightly psychotic they do. But I’m done for now and I have to say that my feet do feel much better. Then, in what shall henceforth be known as the “great chinese cabbage incident” I managed to slice off a significant portion of the finger pad on my middle finger, requiring several stitches and bandages, making me look like I’m giving the whole world the bird. I wonder what kind of fingerprint I’ll be left with. On second thought, maybe that’s not such a bad thing buahaha. Perhaps I should now reveal my evil plans for world domination, the sky’s the limit! Oh wait, wait, that’s just the steroids talking, haha (don’t worry that’s not what they really said.)
OK, ok back to Retired Spoonie life. The weather here north of the 45th parallel has finally turned more wintery. Little spits an spurts of snow and cold weather mingled 30-40 degree temperature shifts have my poor spoonie metabolism all out of whack. We moved here because we LIKE the cold. It’s the back and forth that fluster me so. I’m hyper-sensitive to temperature changes right now so we’re implementing cold weather spoon conservation techniques. Why? Well, it’s 69f in my snuggly little home right now, and I’m shivering. Shivering depletes my spoons (energy reserves) very quickly. So, long story short, we implement several strategies to keep warm when we feel the cold.
Hot water bottles – Superhubs currently has his wool sock bedecked feet resting on a hot water bottle to keep his feet warm
I am currently wearing an extra sweater and an over wrap to keep my core warm and prevent shivers
We keep a heated mattress pad and flannel sheets on our bed. The mattress pad is a new addition to our winter regimen and I must say … total score!
I am drinking hot water. I drink a lot of water and right now I’m heating it to warm me from the inside out
I’m experimenting with more kitchen based home remedies. This week’s experiment has been an alternative to antacids. I did some research and found a lot of information on fennel. Thus far it’s working really well. When I feel excess acid, instead of reaching for the bottle of antacid, I chew 1/2 teaspoon of fennel seeds. It works just as well or better than the antacids. I’m going to try a fennel tea and see how that works. I’ll be making a “winter blend” tea this week as well, with dried rose hips from my local coop, for added vitamin C.
linked to JusJoJan # 9
Til next time ~Stay trippy hippies ~JP
Round and round the light did turn
casting shapes upon the waves
dolphins leap and waters churn
imaginings mortal memory saves
ships of wood and men of steel
twisted tales from days of old
siren’s dirge the bells doth peal
from waters deep and bitter cold
For Crimsons Creative Challenge #113
also linked to JusJoJan #8
Til next time ~stay trippy hippies ~JP
