12 For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. 13 And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.
1 Corinthians 13:12-13 King James Version
Erica-Sommer Dudley is the administrator at Calvary Chapel Miami Beach. Here is one of her songs.
Endless whining - what a bore, Unforgiven - evermore, Not one whit better than before, Grumbling, grumbling - such a chore.
Linked to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt. The challenge this week is to use some form of the word “endless” and exactly 18 words.
They call themselves the Lemon Queens, bitter as a lemon and twice as nasty. Don’t get me wrong. I love lemons. I even eat the rind. But those two with their cursing, spitting and hostility give lemons a bad name.
I have no intention of kneeling to these queens to pacify them. That’s just what they want. That’s just what they’re not going to get.
We arrested them last night. They hurled a trash can through a store window. Their lawyer insisted they were peaceful protesters. Then someone bailed them out. Now someone will have to arrest them again.
Linked to Carrot Ranch’s August 27 Flash Fiction Challenge where Charli Mills offers the theme of “Lemon Queens” for these 99-word stories.
It’s over there If you would see, If you’re not scared Of mystery. Unlock your mind, Walk out and find Reality.
Linked to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt. The photo above was provided by Sue Vincent for this prompt.
The poem’s form is called a Ha’sonnet, assuming I did it right.
In summer-spring when flowers bloom We know what's pretty soon will be Allowed to drop indifferently. For autumn's seeds we made this room. We danced around the bride and groom. They faced each other with a smile Rejoicing, talking, thinking while The feast was laid out fresh with food. Recall that early springtime mood When brides walked down the wedding aisle.
Linked to Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge where the rhyme word “smile” must appear in a c line where the rhyme scheme is abbaaccddc.
We didn’t care that Jim was short on brains. We all liked him.
However, a few weeks ago he must have taken the wrong turn at a bend in some alley. He stopped clubbing and fooling around with us when we chased stuff that didn’t want to be chased. He even refused to help us tip dumpsters.
We couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him, but we all knew he was a certified idiot when he finally told us that he had smartened up.
Linked to the Six Sentence Story challenge at GirlieOnTheEdge where Denise offers the prompt word “bend”.
Sometimes I don’t know what I’m talking about which is why I use more words than necessary and sometimes it’s just to pound the idea in over and over and over again until you forget that it never did make any sense.
Linked to Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday.
Linked to Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale offers the theme of “choose your masks”. I interpreted this as what shows on the surface. That could be trees masking the morning sun or flowers masking the fertile ground.
Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. The corona virus hasn’t got me yet and so I’m still smiling. Besides that, one of my poems, “Stronger”, appeared in The Lyric and a copy arrived a few days ago. This week I’ll be reading the other poems in the issue and hopefully come up with something else to submit.
11 And I beheld, and I heard the voice of many angels round about the throne and the beasts and the elders: and the number of them was ten thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands; 12 Saying with a loud voice, Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing. 13 And every creature which is in heaven, and on the earth, and under the earth, and such as are in the sea, and all that are in them, heard I saying, Blessing, and honour, and glory, and power, be unto him that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb for ever and ever.
Revelation 5:11-13 King James Version
And here’s a song that seems to fit those verses.
The moon approaches for a kiss. Her crescent smile appears like this And as she moves to greet the sun She's clothed in light til day is done.
Linked to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt. She provided the photo above.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 