Photo 365 #259: Final Feast

buddyprowlsDrops of bright red blood
Lie hidden among fields of
Brilliant emeralds,

Shining in the sun,
Leftovers from a prowling
Feline’s final feast.

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Photo 365 #258: Early One Morning

petalsEarly one morning
A thousand crystal orbs shone
Brightly in the sun.

Early one morning
They sparkled like diamonds in
The brilliant new day.

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Photo 365 #257: Ode to My Car

My new car was
Pretty as could be.
I was quite excited to have
A car that worked, you see.

My old car was great,
And we had lots of fun
Driving round the state
To visit our friends one by one.

But now my new car sits here dead,
As dead as dead can be,
And I’m sitting here inside it,
Trying not to scream.

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My new car was
Supposed to last,
Not crash and burn
Remarkably fast.

It’s been a long day;
I really didn’t need this.
All I want to do is go home
And forget all about this.

It’s been a singularly wretched Monday,
And all I can hope for now
Is that tomorrow will be a better day,
Some way, some how.

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Review time!

sotmOver the weekend, I read the latest from Mark R. Hunter, Slightly Off the Mark: The Unpublished Columns.  With columns on everything from politics to the weather (one of my own favorite topics), this book was chock full o’ laughs.  I was crying with laughter within minutes of opening this book, and I elicited strange looks from my family as I continued reading.

At 190 pages, it was a quick read, and I finished it within a day.  I’ve been in a bit of a funk lately, and this was just what I needed to cheer me up.  So if you haven’t checked it out yet, I highly recommend it.

Go on.  You know you want to. 🙂

Mark R. Hunter is an author, firefighter, humorist, dad, and self-proclaimed home maintenance failure from northeast Indiana. His weekly humor column “Slightly off the Mark” appeared in three newspapers for over twenty years, which is coincidentally the age of his first grey hair, before being unceremoniously cut short in 2014. This volume collects his previously unpublished and “leftover”columns.

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Hey, look at that!

I’m a guest again today!  Kevin Morris is hosting me today as well, and you can find out all about some of my favorite poetry by heading over to his blog.  Poke around a little while you’re there – he’s got some fascinating stuff there, including spots by other authors, information about his own work, and all kinds of fun stuff. 🙂

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I’m a guest!

Today I’m hanging out with the wonderful Jane Dougherty and talking about poetry (in verse form, even).  You can find my post here, so stop by and check it out!  Don’t forget to have a look around the site – Jane’s got some wonderful posts up, including a series of one-sentence stories, a series of poems for National Poetry Month, and information on how and where you can find her books in The Green Woman series!

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Photo Friday: Engaging!

After last week’s throwback post about my first date with Seymour, I thought I’d share a little about our engagement.  It, too, is a fun story, and one I love telling. 🙂

Greg&MeSeymour proposed on December 23, 2008, which happened to be my grandpa and step-grandma’s fifth wedding anniversary.  He had just died three months prior, so it was rather a sad day for her.  But not for me – I was anxiously awaiting the end of the day so I could get all gussied up for the ROTC military ball in a neighboring town.

I got my hair done after work, then hurried home to put on my beautiful black formal dress (complete with black gloves, pink wrap, and pretty tiara).  When I came downstairs looking all pretty (and feeling it, too), Seymour gave me a beautiful corsage of purple carnations and orchids.  Then we left for the ball at the Pipac Centre (fancy schmancy, if you didn’t know).

When we arrived, there were all of six cars in the parking lot. Seymour looked around and said, “That’s not right; there should be fifty or sixty cars here.”  He parked the truck and said, “You stay here and I’ll go see what’s going on.”

He came back a few minutes later.  “I have some really, really good news: behind the cut!