For the Love of Little Homophones – a SOCS Limerick

For Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday where Dan (from No Facilities) is filling in from farther south on the eastern North American grid and has provided us with:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “cent/scent/sent.” Use them in any form you like. Use one, use two or use them all. Bonus points if you use all three, and Cheryl will put your next drink on David’s tab. I know, you used to get bonus points for two, but inflation… Enjoy!

Oh for the love of little homophones … let’s see what we got

The Letter

He gazed down at the letter she sent
sealed with her personal scent
bad poetry groans did accrue
for the letter arrived postage due
her stamp short by one cent


Til next time ~Stay trippy hippies ~JP

Flashback Friday – Clouds

Joining up with Fandango for Flashback Friday with this post from 6.3.2021. Written in response to Crimson’s Creative Challenge’s photo prompt.

Crimson’s Creative Challenge # 134

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge 134

Gathering Clouds

Clouds from the north
a gathering din
changes are coming
storms moving in
don’t rightly know
when it’ll hit the shore
but skies are a changin’
like never before

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moonchild ~JP

Like the Moon I Rise — a Friday Flashback

Super Moon over Bryce Canyon Utah

For Fandango’s flashback friday. This was originally written for dVerse Poetics on March 25, 2020 at the beginning of lockdowns and other inanities that have become part of our global “new normal.” The prompt was to contemplate what we have gained through personal (or global) crisis. What I gained from this most recent global crisis was the steadfast realization that I am far stronger than I ever realized.

Like the Moon I Rise

Like the moon, I rise
from the darkness
to brighten the very sky
like the moon, I rise

Like the Phoenix, I rise
from fire and ash
I spread my wings and fly
like the Phoenix, I rise

Sorrow cannot keep me down
when in pools of darkness
I fear to drown
like the sun, I rise

every day, warm or cold
every night brings good-bye
but, every morning,
like the sun I rise

Til next time ~Peace …, just peace ~JP

In the Greenhouse – a Crimson Creative Challenge

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

In the Greenhouse

Farren ambled through the forest aimlessly, her ears still ringing from the mortar fire. She shook her head again trying to clear her mind, when abruptly she came upon a dilapidated building. An old greenhouse, long abandoned being reclaimed by the forest. Well, maybe there would be something edible to salvage, food was scarce. She was so sick of this bloody war, front lines constantly changing, attacks and counter attacks making it impossible to stay put for even a single season. Fought over some point so obscure, neither civilian or soldier could remember what they fought for. She parted the densly overgrown plants and saw a number of yellow fruit hanging from a branch. She grabbed one and bit in. It was sweet and the liquid cooled her parched throat. Greedily, she reached for another. That’s when she noticed the blue glow.

Word count 142

Til next time ~see ya later alligator ~JP

Reality – One Liner Wednesday

Image found on Pinterest

“I’m not crazy, my reality is just different than yours.” ~ Cheshire Cat

For Linda’s One Liner Wednesday. It’s funny how reality works sometimes, I’ve reached the point in my life where sometimes the edges blurr. I can recall every detail of a minor event that happened 50 years ago, but don’t ask me what I had for breakfast or why I’m staring into the refrigerator looking for my keys. 🙂

Til next time ~Stay Wild Moon Child ~JP

Through the Gates – a Crimson Creative Challenge

For Crimson’s Creative Challenge

Inside the Torri Gates at Fushimi Inari Shrine Kyoto Japan

Through the Gates

Pass through the arches
and find the light
walk through the Toriis
and then to the right
to the garden’s path
so warm and bright
where we’ll sit and talk
and in the day delight

Til next time ~Where there is kindness, there is magic ~JP