FF55, 3/28/14, To Go

To go boom, bloom

to go less gruff more grassy
smile more I promise

to make the insides less grumbly
more squeaky

to laugh quicker
or huff at a joke

a promise to flex more
when hugged            

to hold a hand out, palm up
piece of fruit offered

 ripe and ready
as friendship can be



                                                 " To " and go- was the prompt. However
           it runs with promises in a letter to an old friend...And a grateful
           adieu to a grand Host of FF55 !

FF55 3/21/14 Sunny Spring

Floppy and thick with heavy
slabs of meat and cheese.

Jars of pickles gleaming,
relish and mustard glowing.

An artist could paint
a person slicing,slathering

then folding
brown curvy crusts, with soft interiors.

Stone patio, under a tree  
on a tailgate or soft plaid blanket ;

wafting scents from fresh baking
can increase appetites!


                             
                        The prompt was Salvador Dali, and choosing a painting title.
                        'Two pieces of Bread' calls up things that are melting or bent
                         (with  appreciation! ) And I admit to my sustained
                         love affair with good bread!

FF55 3/14/14 From Around a Corner

    " Perhaps      he'd hoped
 so they all crowded  
 onward to-      

At last      he found  
The beauty was
Upheld

Not for sale     sadly,
Could you expect
Really

Another was possibly     they inquired
at the beach    but Mother said
"Adieu"

Afterwards Sally called       to add-
Mystery      you know it was!

The bus was late      If only
 the weather -"


                                    The challenge was to write about hearing parts of a conversation.
                             Not a breathless rush, but continuous!  Hope you can piece
                            the puzzle together roughly!          ( travel +weekend+house+ family )

FF55, 3/7/14, ' Quiet Many Trees, Not Many People'

"I would like to be full of peace in a beautiful place like that."
Young men gathered contemplating a photograph ' Winter in New England'.
               
What could you say to people who feel " Empty as an eggshell"
from spiritual exhaustion, PTSD and living in war ?            
                
 Constant trauma, plague, floods,poverty. System of corruption
from broken people.
               
                   
                      A scene compilation from magazine article :
                      UUWorld ;  Spring 2014.  Living The Faith,
                      Following my moral compass, Erika Nonken
                      Pgs 8-11.