Three x Six Words for Saturday

Magenta petals surround creamy rosebud blooms.
~
Religious symbolism banished by chocolate consumerism.
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Chocolate covered rice cakes, moreishly cardboardy!

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Rays of a Crepuscular Kind

Ripped
indigo cloud
torn asunder by
knife of molten gold
beaming
shafts
of unearthly
Heaven-sent light
shine down on Earthly
woes

Waiting

Although the day is dry, it’s chilly and people seem to congregate in the hot dampness in here. Clicks and whirrs punctuate a low level burring while the low warmed hum that vibrates against my back is comforting rather than irritating. All of a sudden the burr picks up and turns into a frantic whizz of activity there in front of my eyes.

A lady greets everyone with a smile and often a name too. Folk pop in and out – one, Barry, nearly leaves with the wrong bag but Nance points out his error before it’s too late – and he’s “left with only women’s clothes for the week!”

There are a few stragglers who sit and wait looking bored… or defeated. Not to be the same, on my return I read the paper and think of words that I’d like to put down. So I do. I try to be mindful. My lack of washing machine is temporary until the holiday weekend is over and the plumber returns from his jaunt. Others are not so fortunate.

Trolley Rage

It seems like the entire population of the Isle of Wight have decided to travel to Ryde this Good Friday. There is waiting room only for those wishing to actually get out of their cars and join the Spaghetti Junction for shopping trolleys that has taken over the aisles inside the supermarket.
It makes me wonder at the online shoppers. Did they abandon all attempts to place their Friday delivery when faced with the insurmountable internet traffic of this Wednesday last? Surely the virtual gridlock can’t have been as bad as the real thing here and now!

Must Get Out More

#28.3.13
Lethargy
is the enemy
of sociability
but
Weariness
can be dissolved
in good company

The Land of Nod

Exhausted.
Tiredness drifts
through my body;
eyelids start to droop…
sleep.

Chilled Out

A dry coldness pervades the air, penetrates clothes and bones to chill the marrow within. Muffled in my many, many layers, I huddle further down into my woolly outer shell and pace to try and keep frosty fingers from wrapping themselves around my spine…

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