A River of Stones: One daily observation.
Late in the afternoon, a rainbow “ball” forms over the mountains. Rainbows always make me feel hopeful. The end of the month of July, hot summer’s breath. The future promises promises a new day ahead!
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Sunday Whirl #15 Weekly Wordle
Artist’s Journey
New Images form
Sounds of chains rattle
And jangle in the hall
Fear pierces the vision
Voices whisper holy inspiration
Ideas splinter
And multiply like weeds
No fortress for protection
The train continues
Clickiety, clack
Clickiety, clack
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Prompt #278: Standing Ovation
Standing Ovation
Is this it
What we’ve worked so hard for
Fifteen minutes of fame
The light go out
All is dark
The applause has stopped
And still I stand
Waiting for what
A little girl again
I wait for the white pararie dog
But he also waits
There is no way off the stage
Lost as the tiny quail baby
Lost from his mother
Now an old woman
I turn and look at the path
That brought me here
Remember the hard times
The applause starts again
I cover my ears
It is the standing ovation
Small prize for a lifetime
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