"Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself."
CHARLIE CHAPLIN
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.
David Whyte
This is my supplementary blog in which I will post entries written for prompts.
AnotherDreamer That is funny although it may be embarrassing and tragic to you. You could elaborate and make a story of it in the comedy genre. Kåre เลียม Enga Yes, I can see how rumors can hurt a person. Sorry it happened to you, too.
I'm not a drama queen nor am I a calm personality. I'm high energy which some people find challenging. That energy level is what keeps me going. I agree calm centers can be quite deceiving.
I fell for a rumor recently. WHY I didn't fact check it knowing the source, I can't say. But, my brother, reading from his phone, said...."Now they did it."
Did what?
They put a male in the female boxing ring at the Olympics and he killed a girl."
"WHAT?"
I freaked out and wrote a letter to the board at the Olympics. A rant. After hitting send, I googled it. That never happened! The guy IS a girl.... and ....no one died.
Hillary's emails are a good example of unfounded rumors based partially on truth (the emails existed) that made it even harder to debunk... even 8 years later. How much harm did it do? We'll never know.
I've been accused of this-and-that more than once. Folks tried to breakup friendships and labelled me in the process... I left after the third or fourth incident. I didn't go back.
The result? I trust strangers with greater ease than those who should have known me best.
Prompt:
“Groundhog found fog. New snows and blue toes. Fine and dandy for Valentine candy. Snow spittin'; if you're not mitten-smitten, you'll be frostbitten! By jing-y feels spring-y." ― The Old Farmer's Almanac
Try your hand at a rhyming poem about February. Have fun!
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Hahaha! Not that we have a snowy February where I live, but here's something rhyming.
in my quiet world, all is still
yet bare trees summon the chill,
silent snowflakes touch my face
in February’s frosty embrace,
a leap year on display,
Cupid’s arrow goes astray,
lovers' hearts' start to sway,
but chocolate kisses save the day
shortest month, with days so few,
a moment is like a morning dew,
winter’s grip soon begins to ease,
a hint of warmth leading the breeze.
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