MAGPIE/ Prompt #59

                                       
                                        illustration/ tess kincaid/ Magpie Tales #59


Will there ever be a final word for the Mona Lisa puzzle?  I think so...Mag has teased my mind once more..thanks, Tess Kincaid!!


2 Haikus

MONA:

Leonardo, dear,
I've got a toothache today,
so please hurry up.


LEONARDO:

Mona, my dear one,
do wipe that frown off your face.
Big smile please, say cheese!  

                                
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YOUR LYING EYES/ Poetry Potluck #27

THIS WEEK, Poetry Potluck #27, presents us with the intriguing premise of LIES, DECEPTION, and MISREPRESENTATION.  Once again, they all seem to run together for me.  I also just discovered the poetic form, Tanka.  Seemed like a good opportunity to see where this will go.  A Tanka consists of five lines.  I wrote two Tankas, then realised that they could be combined to form one poem.  I guess that's OK!


YOUR LYING EYES

Your blue eyes, they smile
and wink with a romantic
promise to embrace
only me, then you turn
to see the girl entering...

Floating an untruth
on waters brackish with mud,
who will be deceived,
to think the torrent will clear
and the lie become honesty?


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MAGPIE/ Prompt #54

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IT'S PUZZLING, how to come up with a puzzle?  Worthy of the challenge?  Leave it to Mags to push the envelope..thanks again, Tess.


THE da VINCI PUZZLE

I'd like to be
a fly on the wall,
before I'm pickled in amber.
Day after day,
circling,
alighting on
La Giaconda.

Teasing her
that I know
why her mouth
was pulled into
that conundrum.

A cloud of breath
pulls me close
to her lips,
as if she means
to eat me.

Who are you, Mona Lisa?
Why such fame in a smile?
Tell them who you really are.
Will you go that far?

             

                            
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Friendship...

GETTING TO KICK UP YOUR HEELS WITH A NEW FRIEND is not an every day occasion. So there I was, waiting at home on Tuesday night, with great anticipation, for the real Jeane to appear. You all know her Blog, ARTIT, filled with artistic accomplishment. And soon she would be crossing my threshold.
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The doorman rang me. "Send her up, please". Waited at the door..elevator stopped..and coming towards me, an incredible smile attached to a very radiant woman, was Jeane...hurray!!Shrieks all around as she entered with her friend Lisa. Jeane had announced on her blog, a trip to NY. I had casually mentioned "Call me" in a comment. The blog was coming to life, because Jeane said she would. Very simple. Not for a minute did I think that we wouldn't get along as great pals. You can really tell about that sort of thing. Hey, you could be here right now..you just know we'd be fine.
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So we toasted, and drank a bit of wine, and toasted, and drank a bit of wine. We are all quite talkative, surprise! Jeane is such an ingratiating person, laughs easily, has a happy and open demeanor. A very attractive woman with a welcoming smile. And her friend Lisa was charming and fun. Our conversation was the best talk show around!...Plus a little wine, and a bit of chocolate cake. After all, this is the home of Choclat Sin! And I tried to live up to that standard.
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I'm so grateful for the confluence of forces that play within the bloggy world, that could bring strangers from opposite coasts to a place where we would sit down as friends. My only regret is scaredy cat Milo, who spent the whole time under my bed. Well, maybe next time.

Childhood.

xxxxxxxSculpture: LauraJane Zimmer-Reed
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CHILD'S PLAY
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Eleven years old
and the light in his eyes
dims to black points.
The roundness of his chin
takes on a shimmer
that looks like whiskers.
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Little ancient boy will never smile,
he's slipped out
the back door of childhood.
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A Buddhist teacher
at his side whispers,
" You have 84,000 different emotions,
and the three poisons.
Just thoughts.
Don't be distracted."
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The boy shrugs,
no stranger
to the study of virtue.
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Break free. Be empty. Go away. Come back.
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But first
he wants
to run outside
and play in the snow.
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Simply a thought.
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from: TWO GHOSTS/ poems

BORN ON THE 4TH OF JULY! LUCKY MILO, my Yankee Doodle Dandy, celebrates his 5th HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!