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The A to Z Road Trip and my blogging plans

Yesterday I signed up for the Blogging from A to Z in April Road Trip. Last year I took part, but I’m not sure how many blogs I visited. Some years I haven’t signed up due to previous failures to visit many blogs. There are so many blogs and time is limited!

Badge courtesy of Anjela Curtis

As well as the official Road Trip list I shall be using links in my Reflections post to visit blogs. I have already started on this.

My future plans for this blog include my regular Thursday posts and possible extra posts on Saturdays with my responses to the paint chip poetry prompts from Giggling Fattie, who was one of the participants in the A to Z Challenge this year.

On Sue’s words and pictures I intend to continue to post a photo each Wednesday for Cee Neuner’s Midweek Madness Challenge (CMMC). Hopefully I shall also post on some Saturdays with photos of places I have visited.

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Worm’s eye view

During the recent A to Z Challenge I discovered another blogger, who issues paint chip poetry challenges. (Linda Kruschke no longer does this.)

I have written a very short poem in response to a recent challenge. The four paint chips are Underground, Dark truffle, Agin Barrel and Chocolate swirl.

Worm’s eye view

I tunnel underground
Eating mud the shade
Of dark truffle or agin’ barrel
Hidden unlike the chocolate swirl I made.

For the latest challenge the paint chips are Flipper, Incognito, Thai Basil and North Woods.

Outdoors

Wearing a face mask, snorkel
And flippers I am incognito.
After my swim I may well
See if Thai Basil in North Woods does grow.

My earlier paint chip poems may be accessed from my Paint Chip Poetry page.

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Octave 5

Linda Kruschke’s Paint chip prompt today brings the October octaves to an end. Do visit her blog for news about the challenge.

The paint chip words and phrases you have to work with today are iris, Grand Canyon, mist, midnight, and half-and-half. I would like you to use at least two of these in today’s octave. Ideally, you’ll be building on the four octave stanzas you’ve already written. But if you haven’t started yet, feel free to write a stand-alone octave today.

Linda Kruschke

Octave 5

Even if the rift was as wide as the Grand
Canyon, love and forgiveness should
Remedy what has caused the strife, and
Without reconciliation no good would
Be done by offering a gift of flowers,
Though irises of white, yellow and midnight blue
Might remind us of the Creator’s powers;
His great love includes both me and you.

To save you, my valued readers from searching for the previous verses, which were posted earlier this month (Octave 1, Octave 2, Octave 3 and Octave 4) my poem is in this post in its entirety. I noticed that I had become lazy about the rhymes as the month went on, so I have tweaked the fourth octave!

Ups and downs of life

Sometimes life feels like Sisyphus’ boulder.
No-one rolls out the red carpet for us;
Sometimes they give us the cold shoulder
And don’t even drink coffee with us.
We needn’t keep feeling hard done by.
Although some tasks are repetitive,
Thinking of others and how we can try
To help is better than being competitive.

Like damaged nature we can recover
From setbacks and disappointments
Like being separated from a lover.
Some hurts aren’t soothed by ointments.
After the fire cliff-top gorse was black.
I noticed that bracken, bramble and grass
Were the first plants to grow back.
I look for changes each time I pass.

When there are disagreements in life
Between friends or family members
An olive branch should end the strife
And revive the warmth of love’s embers.
If the rift seems impossible to mend
Don’t give up hope! A ghost of a chance
Is better than nothing. Prayers we send
Heavenward won’t be looked upon askance.

Reconciliation may need a radical change
Of attitude from all those involved.
There may be faults on both sides. Strange
Misunderstandings need to be resolved.
We are building on a sure foundation
Even when it seems all we have left
Is like smoke and ash’s desolation.
Surely we won’t be completely bereft.

Even if the rift was as wide as the Grand
Canyon, love and forgiveness should
Remedy what has caused the strife, and
Without reconciliation no good would
Be done by offering a gift of flowers,
Though irises of white, yellow and midnight blue
Might remind us of the Creator’s powers;
His great love includes both me and you.

Greyish sea with white-topped waves at top, straw-coloured grass with blackened branches of gorse and new green shots of gorse, some green grass and brambles.
Clifftop recovering from fire