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Tale Weaver: Poem – Lunes – “A Day Shopping” #taleweavers #poetry #shopping #amwriting 


Thanks to Michael of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting August 26, 2017 Tale Weaver prompt on shopping

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Shopping Loudge Unsplash
Credit: Loudge via Unsplash

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Much is proffered buying, selling —

Various types clothing, 

Makeup, perfume, jewelry, and scarves.

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If the price’s too rich, 

We’ll window shop, 

Try on Channel, Dior, anyways. 

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Perhaps we’ll wait until they’re —

Sales in stores, 

We can afford buying from.

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Buy what we love quality and —

Better priced, classic —

Natural fabrics, Aubrey Hepburn styles. 

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Maybe we’ll test perfumes floral, 

On papers, wrists, 

Apply thirty facial highlighters glimmering.

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Perhaps we’ll find the right —

Shade, skintone for —

Foundation that’s wonderful, covers perfectly. 

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Maybe we’ll smother ourselves in —

Silk scarves with —

Rainbow colours; every size, shape. 

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Trying on high heels our —

Legs appearing long, 

Gorgeous, aching feet all night. 

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What about something delicate, silken —

To sleep in;

Matching five-inch Jimmy Choos. 

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Silk blue sweaters, wool coats, 

Little black dresses —

Hugging curves; cotton-stretch v-necks,

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Knee-high leather boots winter’s —

Calling; gold sandals —

For summer’s heat, beach vacation. 

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Rose-gold necklaces polished, tangled, 

Pearls rings gleaming; 

Nail polish, pink blush, lipsticks —

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Matte or moisturizing, sparkling, holographed. 

Moisturizer, anti-aging —

Serums with Retinol, Vitamin whatever. 

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How about we stop driving —

Home; explore the —

Market, pet the dogs, purchase —

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Crisp baby carrots, fresh corn.

Peaches and cherries; 

Blushing nectarines, just-picked raspberries. 

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Homemade wine, high alcohol content —

Breath in reds, 

Touch of tartness, sweet white —

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Rieslings; homemade tequila or moonshine, 

Slushy strawberry margaritas. 

Apple-pies warm, mince-meat pie —

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For Dad; with shortbread that —

Melts slowly on,

Our tongue, gourmet chocolate gelato. 

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Dog treats for ‘good dogs,’ 

Organic peanut butter —

Grandma’s homemade raspberry jelly too. 

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How about honey straight from —

Bee hives dripping, 

Into hot tea at night.

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They’re various heavenly delights,

But only so —

Much money in our pockets. 

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My Thoughts

100 Word Wednesday: Poem – Quadrille – “Surface Appeal” #100WordWednesday #poetry #medium #message 


Thanks to Bikurgurl for hosting #100WordWednesday on August 23, 2017. 

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Credit: Bikurgurl

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Gazing at man —

On headless giant’s —

Shoulders. 

Both missing limbs, 

For what reasons? 

You didn’t ask

You thought, 

The artwork strange

Behind art, 

Exists freedom, 

To create, 

And logical thought. 

Why both maimed? 

Chaplin top-hat, 

Bowler hat. 

Contrasts against, 

A tourist’s willingness to —

See no purpose, 

Beyond surface. 

“The medium, 

Is the message.” * 

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* “‘The medium is the message’ is a phrase coined by Marshall McLuhan meaning that the form of a medium embeds itself in any message it would transmit or convey, creating a symbiotic relationship by which the medium influences how the message is perceived.” – Wikipedia.com 

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Photo Challenge/ Saturday Mix: Poem – Octelles – “Never Broken” #amwriting #photochallenge #poetry #saturdaymix 


Thanks to NEKNEERAJ of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting last week’s photo challenge. Thanks also to Teresa for hosting Saturday Mix on August 26, 2017 on the theme of storms.

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Credit: Barbara Florcyzk

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(“Not Broken” – Sarah Ross – no lyrics of video available but bases for the poem).

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You hit me with iron fists, no time to pause; 

You hit me hard, but I’ve wicked claws. 

Keep firing the bullets but my heart’s ice,

Teflone protects from apathetic spite. 

Try to flee, escape being so involved.  

Your rafts near the edge, your facing the falls. 

I’m here still, wrapped safely in healing gauze,

Bandaged wounds, not broken yet but so appalled. 

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You’re a fake, soulless, not a person, symbolic —

Of times that ache you snidely taunted, grinned, 

Thinking you’ve shattered me but I’ve broad wings, 

I’m not afraid though shots ring and fists swing. 

I punch hard, I’ve come this far, I’m not broken

So laugh — guffaw, fist’s raw, first shot’s token. 

My knuckles are torn and eyes narrowed slits, 

You aim low, for you I’m not nostalgic. 

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You give and you take, pain you’ll not revoke, 

I smiled told you once more — I’m still not broken

Brass knuckles glint in daylight’s warmth, 

Think the light fools me? Im trained well to swarm

Push back tough kick against ominious storm

I won’t drown, I swim, even when life’s deformed. 

You hit me hard, I’ve come so far, not joking, 

Words flying fast shouting, “I’m not broken.”

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Rain pours strong, the river’s harsh pull has might; 

Life’s a struggle, I’ve swam this far, I’m feisty. 

You hit me hard, I’ll hit back; swollen lips, 

Fists raised, not broken since our final kiss.

You’ll not shake my wings in flight, or tear them, 

My feathers eagles gifted, they won’t rend

When they’re ruffled, mussed, my wings hold on strong, 

Natural elegance never broken long. 

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You struck me hard, watched me fall, gave bruises, 

In the end, you’re the dunce who is confused.  

I’ve come this far, I’ve the light of lights

His candle guiding me now as I write. 

I’d fight physically but words have more bite —

I’m not broken, words all true, my respite. 

You try to force your rule, your edicts fire lights. 

I’m not broken, when I must I’ll fight. 

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