Daily Prompt: Ostentatious – Pride

Stands on the sand so ostentatious

Just like an ostrich so pretentious.

As clever as the bird in question

Burying head in sand at first concession.

Pride always comes before the fall,

So though you stand tall, always be kind to all.


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Daily Prompt: Percolate – The Drive


Driving down a country road
Moon orange shines and shadows showed
Figures, ghosts of persons past.

First an Amish girl downcast
By weary feet on winter’s night.
Must march on home hold bucket tight.
And just like that she disappears
Into the shadows, she left in tears.

Next is a man up on his bike.
Dressed all in black,
Sack on his back.
Not certain what I see is real,
Mysterious figure almost dreamlike.

Tips hat, lips move, as if to chat as car passes by.
Oh what a goodbye.

Look back in mirror the man is gone.
Replaced by darkness
I carry on.

The night progresses
Moon sheds orange coat.
Reveals pearl white
Too bright to ignore.

In new and bright moonlight
A single white crane
Is revealed by the light
And gone once again.

Vague shadows at night
Can cause quite a fright.
And so this is how mind percolates
The information that it circulates.

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Feathers from memories past

(Picture: Grace’s Zen Space)

In the silence not a word is said

Just sit observe the feathers shed.

Each holds a world all of its own

Of memories past, precious like gold.

As feathers drift down to the ground

Warm to the touch like sun kissed skin.

Each flickers for a moment more.

Reminders of a childhood gone.

Do not despair, for memories past

Are gathered into unique decor

And placed up on a mental mantel

To be displayed forever more.