Narrow escape

“Now you be thankful that Fury didn’t run away, son!”
“Aw ma, you wouldn’t have laid a guilt trip on me, would you?”

Written using fury, guilt, thankful from 3WW CXIII.

– Leonard “He Who Never Cared That Much For Horses” Blumfeld

The blunt fib

So

blunt

and mute

today, so

alive and within

a fluid flow just yesterday.

– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2008)

Razor-edge-of-day reporting fresh from the self-observation front.

Coffee & Wild Animals

For "Coffee Break" at Inspire Me Thursday
The photo shows the giraffe tin that holds my coffee powder
and the cheetah and zebra cups company and I drink from.

A walk in the snow, ca. 1975

The merest quiver of air
scatters powdery crystals

Tenderness of rosy cold blush
on Evelyne’s cheeks

– Leonard “Nostalgic Mood” Blumfeld (© 2008)

Remembered upon instigation by the 3WW words blush, quiver, tenderness.

A tinge of Klimt

A tinge of Klimt
Acrylic and ink on photo paper,
digitally modified

My contribution to Inspire Me Thursday's Open Topic.
Actually, the original is more Klimtian, having gold in it.
But I very much like the batik-like blue that replaced the gold.

Defying gravity

As long as there's
at least a nuance of hope

there's hope to shake off
even gravest gravity

– Leonard Blumfeld

Written using hope, gravity and nuance from 3WW.

My style

It’s quite my style
to wait for a while,

to sit back and wait
while holding a bait.

And it’s just bad luck
every once in a muck

that the prey
goes away

without taking a bite.
Nothing caught. Good night.

– Leonard “Amateur Fisherman” Blumfeld

Written for Sunday Scribblings #133, My style.

Today's romantic horoscope

Today's horoscope said:

Your romantic partner could be expressing intense emotions towards you today. These might be positive, but they also could be negative. Try not to let any emotional outbursts disturb you too much. Sometimes it's important to release energy that you have been holding in. Your partner might need to get some things off of the chest, and you should try to listen with an attitude of compassion and empathy.

The main difficulty is the little devil of a romantic partner herself. Is she or is she not? Anyway, feedback today has been both - a smile in the morning and ignorance in the afternoon. Neither very intense... But I always listen with an attitude of compassion and empathy. Even when there's nothing to listen to...

Forbidden

I knew I had done something forbidden – something terribly forbidden.
The faces around me were solemn and accusing, all those faces of people I'd thought I knew well and that now looked as closed as closed books. I'd even thought that they liked me.
No-one came forward to tell me what I'd done that was so terribly forbidden.
But I was all heated up about it, beet red in the face, cheeks burning, hands clenched, an electric feeling all over my body.
Solemn, silent, accusing faces around me.
No-one would talk.
That, perhaps, was the worst.
Worse than whatever I'd done that was so terribly forbidden.

– Leonard Blumfeld

Written for Sunday Scribblings' Forbidden. An improvisation on some of the guilt nightmares I've had.

One cool dissolve

In one dissolve
that trinket –
that measly little
stinky pink thing –
destroyed all my zest

– Len "Falls for Trinkets" Blumfeld

A somewhat deviant haiku written to get dissolve, trinket and zest from 3WW to interact. And a free contribution to Totally Optional Prompts.

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Not much work here at work ... and it shows, doesn't it!