Springtime For Hitler The Producers

FOR THE WEEKEND




it is also
a multiple of pinpricks
that eventually deflates
the overblown balloon
the fragile ego of the oppressor

Sundays Whirligig # 230

she listened to the river

flowing calmly 

by her bedroom window

dreaming of his arms around her

 

 

the reality was

he was spoken for

 

she had been burned before

hanging on to empty promises

wanting to believe  the weaving

of false hope

 

the whole thing was destructive

the break had to be final 

 

bed river room burned listened weaving 

empty dreaming final calm spoke arms

THIS WEEK'S WORDS come from "The Loft" by Richard Jones:

Thinking Outside The Box

unorthodox method
discouraging cheating
in literacy exams
down mexico way




 https://www.thesun.co.uk › news › teacher-forces-students-box-cheating-exam

Mid Week Motif - Poets United

50 years ago
a young schoolgirl
waited at a bus stop

an old man came along
sat down next to her
asked if she could read his letter

she began to read it for him
she remembers it was a personal letter
her bus arrived

she apologised
did not want to but got on the bus
being late for school was a serious offence
in those days

she looked at him as the bus moved off
she still remembers his upset face
she remembers the terrible rush of guilt
she still feels terribly sad
about leaving that old man with his letter unread
to this day

needless to say she
she has been on the literacy 'for all' band wagon
banging the tambourines
ever since

Joyeux Anniversaire Memere

beautiful spring weather
you would have been 107 today
your bracelet never leaves my wrist
always in my thoughts
happy birthday darling

Wordle #148 - MindLoveMisery Menagerie

omphaloskepsis mold cushion bittersweet sister trend

paper airplanes hug disdain freeze eat lead






omphaloskepsis
embroidered across a now mouldy cushion
in bold colours
bittersweet memories

his trendy sister gave it to me as a birthday present
light years ago
he was a strange esoteric creature
loved eating blinis with caviar
strumming his lute and singing elizabethan folk songs
under the fig tree in the garden



it went down like a lead balloon with most girls
considered pretentious and  evoked disdain

i still have
the  paper airplanes
covered in hugs kisses and messages
scribbled in ancient greek
he put in my deep freeze
to surprise me

i liked him

For The Weekend

first day of spring
survived yet another winter
happy fathers day
to all the dads