The Skeptics Kaddish...W3 Prompt #211

CINQUAINS

he knows
when i am sad
presses so close to me
purrs in my ear to comfort me
dear thing

they say
they're arrogant
not when they find their own
they are affectionate when you
are down

What's Goin On

it's sad
we fell out
after all those years
and now you have gone
feel strange unsettled
about that
wish things had turned out
differently
life is riddled with too many 
dark holes of despair 

the unbearable sadness of being

FRIDAY WRITINGS # 226 POETS AND STORY TELLERS UNITED

TSK !
naughty girls
early convicts
welcoming the new vicar
the initial beginnings
of aussie irreverence
disrespect for authority
a cultural hallmark still
existing today

although
these days the girls don't bare their bums
they give the middle finger instead
not qute as effective

CINQUAIN 

sometimes
methinks we lose
our past and become more
bland and politically correct
pity

What's Going On !....Solastalgia....Butterfly Cinquain

she likes
all the old things
her home looks like this now
with tea cosies and hot water
bottles
she does not own a dish washer
still hangs clothes on the line
makes her own food
yummy

The Skeptics Kaddish...W3 Prompt # 210... Dectina Form

she
is not
his mother
but could well be
because she cares for
him twenty four seven
she devotes her life to him
keeps him alive and well cared for
sacrificing her own wants and needs
she is not his mother but could well be

TUESDAY TANKA # 63

                                                 April Showers bring May Flowers

 BUTTERFLY  CINQUAIN

one needs
resilience
to combat life's woes
some do it tougher than others
it seems
nature however gives us strength
with beauty everywhere
thank you dear Lord
thank you

the spotted pardalote

    

MLMM Monday Wordle #475

stool scratch pair sunlight shine patch attire elegant time tired old faded

i sit on the stool you gave me
all those years ago

and remember 

it's your birthday today
memory of you has not faded with time
you were never a tired old lady
no one was a patch on you
always elegantly attired
never a scratch on your shiny polished pair of  shoes
you were the sunlight of our lives

ta petite-niece
misses you
will love you always