The uprooted trees symbolised the turmoil in her thoughts, a burning itch of fire ants on her skin. The bitter drink aggravated the snake coiled in her belly, a mixture of freedom with the dread of discovery.
Last night’s tempest thundered like a herd of stampeding buffalo battering the hotel with spears of rain, and the window crashed across the room. She acted on impulse, a frenzied flash of angry until the bedsheets resembled an impressionist canvas of red.
Her cup rattled in the morning quiet. The train departs at seven and she will travel alone.
Getting married during the pandemic, and keeping to the government’s flickering fickle rules, took a steady nerve and firm determination by this couple.
Married in New Lanark on 30th May 2021.
He Never Leaves the Seat up
He never leaves the seat up or wet towels upon the floor The toothpaste has the lid on, and he always shuts the door She’s very clean and tidy though she may sometimes delude Leave your things out at your peril or in a second, they’ll be moved.
He romances her and he dines her Home cooked dinners and the like He even knows her favourite food and spoils her day and night She’s thoughtful when he looks at her, a smile upon his face Will he look that good in fifty-years When his dentures aren’t in place.
He says he loves her figure and her mental prowess too Though when gravity takes her over, will she charm with her IQ? She says she loves his kindness, and his patience is a must And of course, she thinks he’s handsome, which in her eyes is a plus.
They’re both not wholly perfect but who are we to judge He can be pig-headed, or she’ll not even budge All that said and done they love the time they spend together And I hope as I am sure you do that this fine day will last forever.
He’ll be more than just her husband, he’ll also be her friend And she’ll be more than just his wife, she’ll be his soul mate till the end This poem, for Heather and Stephen a married couple now, is a token of the love they share and the thoughts behind each vow.
I am amazed how the BMW in Liz Young’s photo-prompt does not appear to have any damage, considering the wall and railings are in pieces.
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She drives wearing high heels, rummages in her handbag and, at junctions, if she stops, she has to text the kids. When we are in the car, she will nag at me. You missed the kids’ school play and games day–-a crime in her eyes. The traffic accident held me up. I didn’t get home until midnight. Apparently, I never liked her Mum. Hell! the poor lady died before we met.
You are wearing the wrong shirt, and Martha will comment on it.
My daughter Sally-Anne married Billy-Joe, and for years they have lived at home with us. It’s time; my wife, Elly, agreed. Since Sally and Billy are expecting twins, they should have their own place. It would stop all the fighting and arguments about space and who owns the washing machine.
We bought one of them prefabricated homes and put it down by the creek, not too far as Elly wants to be near the grandchildren. But just far enough to keep us all apart; sweet and happy.
The trouble is, Sally won’t agree about who gets to look after Grandma.
My thanks go to Dale for her picture of a flooded patio area, after a heavy rainstorm. Does this happen every year or just occasionally?
Many will suggest climate change as the reason for the flooding. Although climate change has been a constant drift over hundreds of years, we now know how this drift has sped up over the last tens of years. But as a planet of humans, are we heading for extinction?
Extinction is not a choice–Survivors
We stood in a circle and held hands. Everyone understood the ritual; our strength and fortitude were the foundations of the past and our future.
Greta, believe us; we will not move and live in the forests. Our generations have survived by this lake, our home.
We are the descendants from Lucy and accept Earth is a living monster of storms and earthquakes with an infestation of a multitude of life. As the environment changes, we will embrace technology and adapt.
Let us honour Mother Earth as she nurtures us.
We pray for humanity since extinction is not a choice.