Three Thing Challenge #37

Written for the Three Things Challenge for October 20, 2109 from Pensitivity 101: self, assaulted, hedgerow

Sitting along the hedgerow

I wonder where to go

Can I still belong here?

Can the wind still blow?

My mind drifts off to somewhere new

Assaulted by the sound.

The grasses green and flowers red

Insects and birds abound.

Sitting along the hedgerow

I know my time is now.

My present self is ready

to stand and take a bow.

Stand with me too

for you are part of all there is to be.

For life is like a labyrinth

A maze for you and me.

Three Things Challenge #35

Your final three things for the week are: personality, pimple, lead

There was a little fat man who laid upon his bed. He had a giant wrinkle and a pimple on his head.

He didn’t know what fun was, he always lacked in speed. He’d never won a race in life, he never took the lead.

One day he was so certain that he found a wife to love. He gave her all his money, a purple hat and glove.

Her personality was peaceful, her grace beyond divine. He knew one day he’d say to her, “I want you, be all mine.”

She’d say yes sir, I will, I do, I cannot live without. I love you too, we get along, a wedding without doubt.

He’d love that girl until he died, he’d never want to stray. She’d stay with him, as his wife, she’d never go away.

The little man he stayed real fat, his cake he loved to eat. The girl she loved to think about the day that they did meet.

What is it with all of those pictures?

You might be asking why I am posting pictures of random things, my drawings, animals, beaches, etc. I am actually putting pictures here on my blog because I have opened up a merchandising venture through and it has the links to social media. I suppose there may be a picture I post that some people will love, others that people will shake their heads and think “she should have kept that one in a file”. That is okay as I am open to the feedback.

So, my pictures are a kind of reflection of who I am. I have found through blogging that there are many wonderful photographers who post pictures that are fantastic. There are some of you who post pictures from other countries, which fill me with awe, the beauty, the new lands to see. Although my pictures may not seem as “worldly”, they do represent my life. There are pictures from the beach. Those are from my many visits to my see my father. There are pictures of my Zentangle drawings. Those are a pastime I have, which I have actually taught a high school class how to do, that is so relaxing and the beautiful designs that are revealed amaze me. There will also be the random picture here and there, like the red dump truck. Why do I have that picture? Hahaha, when that truck came to deliver stone to my home many years ago I was amazed at the size of it up close. I was also amazed by the amount of stone that came out of the bucket. Yes, it is child-like to be amazed at the size of a truck like that but how often do you really stand near one?

My blogging has become a wonderful part of my day. I love to read what others write, I get some great tips on blogging, I see fantastic photograghy…As many of you may have seen, if it automatically popped up as a new post, I added a page for those who grieve. We all do, don’t we? It doesn’t matter how many years it has been or who you lost, it is all significant. Please share with others, especially those you know who could use a kind ear or noncritical response.

That is my night. I am off to a comedy show, being run as a fundraiser for The Cancer Research Foundation. Should be a good time. Peace out.

Three Line Tales Week 194

Can you hear their cries, the cries of joy and of pain? Do you see the remnants of the lives that no longer have a place to live? Who took it all away and left the walls to hold the secrets?