Roseate

 

sunset PhilipCoons

Photo: Philip Coons

 

Optimistic in nature

Does not mean roseate

For reality may

Introduce caveat

Of the need to remember

Many times of ill fate

While never forgetting

The good we can create.

 

 

Merriam-Webster’s word for June 10, 2018:

Roseate

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Changeling Flower

 

Achnai AmitaiAsif

Echium judaeum (Photo: Amitai Asif)

 

As you walk in the mountains

In wild meadows and deserts

O’er Rocks

Towards the Sun,

Hear the whiskery stalks’ whisper:

“You have seen,

I have grown,

Now be gone.”

 

Fun fact: The blooms of the Echium Judaeum change color after pollination.

For Cee’s Flower of the Day

Shenanigan

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Photo by Tookapic on Pexels.com

 

A trick elicits grins by design

But the smirks are clear sign

Of those who won’t admit

The high cost of deceit.

 

 

Merriam-Webster’s word for June 9, 2018:

Shenanigan

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Whelm

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Be it under

Or over

Be it florid

Or plain

It is best to not whelm

With ill-deeds.

Just refrain.

 

 

Merriam-Webster’s word for June 8, 2018:

Whelm

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Boondoggle

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Not all that splashes

Is worthy

Not all that glitters

Is gold

Beware those

In deepening swamps

Who won’t ethics uphold.

 

 

 

Merriam-Webster’s word for June 7, 2018:

Boondoggle

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Waiting for Sam

Friday Fictioneers’ photo prompt © Roger Bultot

 

He’ll meet her at the exhibition at Noon, he’d promised.

“You’ll see. Twelve on the dot.”

“Like Cinderella?” she had joked.

“Sort of.”

She scanned the crowds, the balconies, the empty domes that rose above like marble skies.

Laughter echoed. People milled around.

She checked her watch again.

It had inched, traitorous, well past twelve o’clock.

Like Cinderella with no fairy godmother, she thought.

Never should have eaten that pumpkin Sam had bought.

 

 

 

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