He is mostly sweet and cuddly, A soft and friendly buddy, Who purrs and chats, A lovely cat… Yet every so often He launches a stealth attack, A furmissile of teeth And vicious rippy claws, Once, twice, and done… Then back to being my Little boo boo honey bun.
As my sister before me, I went down to the pond; The gypsy predicted my true love would be found Around slippery stones and silvery fish And he would awaken from my sweet virgin kiss. These men had been cursed by witches of old To exist as mere frogs in the muck and the cold Until the time a pure maiden such as I Unsealed their fate with a touch and a sigh. I chose a small, unassuming green toad Whose gaze followed me as I paced to and fro; He seemed to be the one meant for me, So I touched my lips to his skin gingerly. At once he changed from creature to man, But then not a thing went according to plan: Instead of a noble or a knight strong and brave, This was a demon come up from the grave, A green-eyed evil one to steal my heart, His visage handsome, his soul burning dark. Now we’re bound forever, this monster and me; I mourn every night when no one can see.
Image from Pixabay. Poetry form is rhyming couplets (multiple). Written for Tourmaline’s Halloween Challenge.
As the nights grew long and colder, Love appeared in mid-October. Clinging to a spiced apple kiss, I had no power to resist The golden flame of desire As it burst into autumn fire, When the trees shivered down A red carpet on the ground. But as the days grew shorter still. Our passion waned and chilled; Frost was not only in the air, But in your distant, vacant stare. Before we shared the pumpkin pie, You ghosted off without goodbye. I spent the holidays alone, Wondering why love had flown.
~*~ Welcome to my Friday afternoon paint chip prompt. There are other paint chip prompts out there, but they’re very precise in what they ask for. Mine is open ~ write a poem, a story, a memory, whatever you like. Take your inspiration this week from Valspar’s “golden flame” and/or “autumn fire.” Tag your post Paint Chip Friday, or PCF, if you wish. Prompt will continue until December 31.
Image is from Pexels. Poetry form is rhyming couplet (multiple). This counts for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt too.
Isn’t this the best treat? Better than candy is a sweet kitty to love and treasure. Cuddling a pet is also good for your emotional health. The beautiful orange tabby pictured was my daughter’s cat Zizi, who passed away earlier this year. RIP, dear friend. You are missed.
No, not mine! I had the pleasure this past weekend to be a guest at the wedding of two dear friends. I’ve known the bride for almost 10 years and the groom for about half that. It was an honor and a privilege to share this very special occasion with them, and they gave me the honor of making a little speech as well.
Everything was perfect. The bride made her own dress, which was absolutely beautiful. We watched a sweet video of the story of their romance, ate tasty food, chatted with good friends, and enjoyed a fun selection of music. I teared up at their vows, which they wrote themselves, and I am sure others did too. The cake was gorgeous and delicious. As many of you know, I consider the cake to be the most important part of a wedding.
We even snuck in a round of Codenames while people were dancing! It was truly a magical experience… and it is my smile for the week.
The last time I saw you, We had strawberries and wine. Golden hours slipped by As lazy summer days Acquiesced to autumn’s chill. The earthy ripe sweetness Grew sour on my tongue While I tried to hold onto Each fleeting moment, Knowing it would be the last one.
Too soon for snow, too late for rain, Frozen dew veils your heart’s domain. If only I had met you in the summer sun, When days were long and love was young, We might have stood a chance to feel Something golden, something real. Instead, I wait for cold dark night To hide my tears from pity’s sight.
Jim offers us a sweet prompt for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday and I chose “Tupelo Honey” by Van Morrison, a love song that has always topped my favorites list. This was the title song from Van Morrison’s 1971 album of the same name and released as a single in 1972. It has the same melody as his “Crazy Love” and “Why Must I Always Explain.” It reached no. 47 on the US pop chart.
You can take all the tea in China Put it in a big brown bag for me Sail right around all the seven oceans Drop it straight into the deep blue sea She’s as sweet as Tupelo honey She’s an angel of the first degree She’s as sweet as Tupelo honey Just like honey from the bee
Aww. But why can’t we have tea and love? See, I don’t really understand that part ~ why should we throw all the tea in the sea just because we found a sweetheart? It’s all about compromising, I guess. Tea or love, can’t have both. Guess I choose tea, but I still love this song.
For Jim’s Song Lyric Sunday today, I present “True Love” by Glenn Frey of the Eagles (RIP). This song was from one of Glenn’s solo albums, Soul Searchin’, released in 1988. It was written by Glenn Frey and Jack Tempchin, and it was one of Glenn’s biggest hits as a solo artist. It hit No. 2 on the US Adult Contemporary chart as well as No. 2 on Canadian Singles.
The Eagles broke up from 1980 to 1994, reuniting with their cleverly named album Hell Freezes Over. They were together until Frey’s death in 2016. In 2017, the Eagles reformed with Frey’s son Deacon Frey and Vince Gill sharing Glenn’s vocals.
Well, it was true love – right from the start True love, straight from my heart True love, ain’t no doubt about it, baby True love, now I can’t live without it