Life’s uh-maze-zing

Life’s a labyrinth
Of decisions one must make
Blind intuition

Leads us through the maze, we play
With dead-ends and great escapes


Tanka poem inspired by prompt over at: Patricia’s Place

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Doomed bloom

Even the itsy bitsy spider
Found himself tired and uninspired
Climbing up that water-spout
Just to be washed back out

He gave it a lot of thought
Before deciding to take off
For an environment that inspires
To feel a life full of blissful desire

It was on a warm spring day
He set out and made his way
To a Meyers Lemon Saloon
Checked himself into a bloom

Spun a deceitful web of doom
Luring all his lovelies with perfume

Icebox


Once again
I find myself standing
Looking in to admire
Her inner beauty
Illuminating everything
That’s classically hidden
Behind a sturdy exterior
Made of steel

I begin to reflect
On polished effects
Side-by-side, sinking
Counter-depth
As temperatures rise
She remains cool
As a cucumber inside
Protecting my food

 

…and then there’s mine ❤️ Full of everyday condiments you gotta have.