Summer Solstice

Image showing musical notes on a stave.

Probably the name. While I’m sitting here in my long johns, wanting to feel warm again, I was reminded of this album.

This was an MTV Unplugged album recorded on… guess when?… just a few years ago (2017) by Norwegian band A-ha. It changed my opinion of them as a band, it’s such a beautiful album.

This is the first track, not one of their biggies.

The Saturday Groan

My pencil said,
“You’re fat, you’re ugly and you smell disgusting”.
It was blunt.

Making you groan… any day of the week!

Swimming with Fishes

FBTF Prompt Image

This is my response to this week’s Flashback Track Friday prompt, where we were challenged to:

Write something which uses fruits or vegetables as a metaphor.

When my brother was in on a racket,
Crossed a mobster he swindled a packet,
But went red as a beetroot,
When he saw his concrete boots,
And found fifty lead weights in his jacket.

This one was harder than I first thought. I actually set the prompt, but I never start thinking about a response until the prompt is live. I saw one or two fruit responses yesterday, so I tried desperately to think of a vegetable.

And I presume beetroot is a vegetable, isn’t it? In any case, it is one of my bete noir foods, guaranteed to make me wretch on sight. I’ve hated it since I was a child, when my parents used to buy that pickled beetroot which oozes bright purple. Ugggh. Double uggggh. It’s right up there with celery, I’m afraid.

For the rhyme, I had the delightful idea of someone from Yemen, taking a bite from an unripe lemon, going red as a beetroot, who should have chosen a sweet fruit… But alas I couldn’t think of a last line. I’ll have to keep that one on the backburner. It’s bound to come to me as soon as I hit “publish”.

And my very first thought, I must admit, was the immortal Prince.

To Ave or Ave Not

clipart showing a jokey image of a nun

inspired by Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 15 January 2022, disaster.

When Maria, a sister devout,
Found communion wine lying about,
She succumbed, a disaster,
In the morning, still plastered,
And it took her three days to dry out.

Prompt image for the Fandango One Word Challenge prompt

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