Garden Awakening Tanka

“Iglish”: palm-burst noise
City garden cries havoc
Blunt carpe diem
Inbred posturing front rows
Masks of covetous fury.

The English tanka form has a 5-7-5-7-7 syllabic structure and is written from the poet's point of view.
Update: I think I counted right on a do-over of the second and third lines a day later and a tanka shorter! 😅 
For Colleen's Weekly Tanka Tuesday Challenge and Cee's FOTD challenge.

A Giraffe in the Garden

For Cee’s FOTD Challenge, a tree whose split trunks look like a giraffe’s legs uneasily balanced in a tangle of wintercreeper.

Giraffe tree

Is it possible to go even one day without marveling at the infinite variety of God’s creation in our own backyards? This little garden nook positively proclaims it though it may be overlooked except by the Gardener.

Share Your World 8-10-2020

Oh boy! That boy “Harry Potter” is making his entrance into Melanie’s Share Your World, via special edition: “Harry Potter” themed questions cooked up by Roger Shipp. Let’s go!

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Because of the state-wide quarantines many of the local SPCA’s are having an influx of animals. You have decided that you would love to have a new pet. Would you go the normal wizardry route and pick and owl, a cat, or a toad? Or would you become a more eccentric wizard (like Hagrid, the games keeper) and seek out a three-headed dog, a dragon, or a unicorn? Please explain your answer.

Dinosaur Teddy

The Dra-Gon: because deep inside this fearsome exterior is a heart of gold, waiting,

to unleash its awesome powers which are innumerable

and jostle one another for supremacy

until they are needed in the hour of greatest need

against that villainous monster, MALADORK, the unnameable but named all the same.

Neville Longbottom was gifted a Remembrall. This was a glass ball that would assist you in maintaining memories of things that you often forget. What would you want your Remembrall to help you remember?

I would want to remember everything good that I ever forgot.

Also, I would want to remember to feed Dra-Gon.

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Good To Be Bad

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Excited to announce the writer at WalliesWentletrap’s latest: her novel Good To Be Bad, a half comic-satire and half tension-filled, suspenseful young adult novel that takes you on a roller-coaster ride through the world of teenage angst in a dystopic landscape.

Good To Be Bad
Are you a supervillain? If so, this may be the super-evil book you’ve been waiting for!
At Walkawai’s Academy for the best and most villainous minds.
Kay Nutter is bullied for her name, her style, her size. Her foster parents’ advice?

Bully them back.
Kay is determined to be the worst, the meanest person ever.
That’s alright.
Lex Lattimer has picked tonight, of all nights, to be “Good” for her.

Good To Be Bad is now available and free on Kindle Unlimited.

If you’re not familiar with A. A. Azariah’s work, check out this link for a listing of her published short stories and poems.

A Common-Place Jotting: The Merchant of Venice, Act II, Scene 9

Common-Place or “Locus Communis” — a place to remember

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Michael Radford directed The Merchant of Venice (2004), with Antonio Gil as the Prince of Arragon

In this scene from The Merchant of Venice, Shakespeare has the Prince of Arragon, one of Portia’s many suitors, guess which of the three caskets (gold, silver, lead) contains her portrait. Leading the prince to them, Portia says:

Behold, there stand the caskets, noble Prince.
If you choose that wherein I am contained,
Straight shall our nuptial rites be solemnized.
But if you fail, without more speech, my lord,
You must be gone from hence immediately.

After contemplating all three, the Prince of Arragon chooses the silver chest:

I will not choose what many men desire
Because I will not jump with common spirits
And rank me with the barbarous multitudes.
Why then, to thee, thou silver treasure house.
Tell me once more what title thou dost bear.
“Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.”
And well said too—for who shall go about
To cozen fortune and be honorable
Without the stamp of merit? Let none presume
To wear an undeservèd dignity.
Oh, that estates, degrees and offices
Were not derived corruptly, and that clear honor
Were purchased by the merit of the wearer!
How many then should cover that stand bare!
How many be commanded that command!
How much low peasantry would then be gleaned
From the true seed of honor! And how much honor
Picked from the chaff and ruin of the times
To be new varnished! Well, but to my choice.
“Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves.”
I will assume desert.—Give me a key for this,
And instantly unlock my fortunes here.

Opening the casket, he finds not Portia’s portrait, but a picture of a fool’s head and a letter which reads:

“The fire seven times tried this,
Seven times tried that judgment is,
That did never choose amiss.
Some there be that shadows kiss.
Such have but a shadow’s bliss.
There be fools alive, iwis,
Silvered o’er—and so was this.
Take what wife you will to bed,
I will ever be your head.
So be gone. You are sped.
Still more fool I shall appear”
By the time I linger here.
With one fool’s head I came to woo,
But I go away with two.—
Sweet, adieu. I’ll keep my oath
Patiently to bear my wroth.”

— William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice, Act II, Scene 9

Yon Monkey Speaks

Written for Sadje’s What Do You See picture prompt,
a response in monkey-ese.

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Image credit- Lewis Roberts- Unsplash

Swishy-tailey, me peek, silly she,
The mugwump bare-skin two-peddy.
Why she not eating
Why she just waving
Oh-boy yellow-sweety thing to me?
Coo-Mummy say, me thinky much.
Growly-tummy say, why fussy much?
“Silly two-peddy she, God bless-bless to you.”
Swishy-tailey, yellow-sweety, woo-hoo!
Yum.🍌

Pigeon Talk

O, ten times faster Venus’ pigeons fly
To seal love’s bonds new-made, than they are wont
To keep obliged faith unforfeited! 

–Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

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He’s either curious or chiding. Either way, we’re interacting animatedly.

Joseph’s 2020 Home Photo Challenge

The Pantry Mouse and Me

Sadje asks:

 

The mouse speaks

I’m in your pantry and I can’t get out

Every jar is sealed and it makes me pout

This isn’t fair, as my notes point out,

So get in here and let me out!

Well, you might wonder what happened to the little pantry mouse. She escaped the broom by a whisker and her cute selfie (don’t ask me how) was copied and pasted all over the internet! Then she found on revisiting the scene of her imprisonment, for another selfie, that someone had left a crumb of cheese with this note attached:

ME —

I see your tale’s been spread about

Scared you were I have no doubt

But just to show that I’m no lout

Take this cheese & then stay out!

The Case of the Misplaced Shoe

I had just settled down for a nice little nap
On my commodious couch before afternoon tea
When Raymond burst through in an extraordinary flap
And upset my prescribed-for-detectives routine.

GIRL DETECTIVE, photography & photo composites by ANDREA MILLETTE
GIRL DETECTIVE, photography & photo composites by ANDREA MILLETTE

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