03.12.26
Posted in Uncategorized at 7:22 pm by sallysense
hatching a brood of attitudes…
a member was asked to tell a curious crowd why it’s a worthy club to join…
“i’d like to but it’s just too smooth around here to try to form a viewpoint!”…
a viewpoint hoping to sharpen its tip left home for a better whetstone…
but travel led into a brand new opinion where older ones never get honed!…
a rigid attitude tried to dress itself up through high-end designer fashions…
but airy contours in cool color schemes choked that feeling’s satisfaction!…
a slew of opinions vied for the title of ‘the best conclusion ever devised!’…
‘tho they already lost by not realizing the biased judge likes a partial prize!…
a timid opinion joined a local gym looking to strengthen its social muscles…
too afraid of riding the say-so bike it whined… ‘this yearly plan is a hustle’…
a persnickety view tried to change its tune but sat so involved in details…
that its thicker cocoon of static points trapped slow motion into no avail!…
a retro opinion dined with like-minded friends at a new age sidewalk cafe…
but soon their views all bellyached over a hard-to-digest mode of the day!…
a pedestal attitude and an old school opinion collided while checking out…
from polar reactions to similar positions gathering articles strewn about!…
a ripe arrogant attitude yelled to the traffic cop… “i’ll do a way better job!”…
but fines for mile-long pile-ups and directing in vain were all its ego got!…
a wishy-washy decision maker got a chance of picking a pageant’s winner…
‘tho sadder still as no contestant knew the future chaos that would linger!…
an angry disposition went hunting for a place to let off some of its steam…
so mad at the fake happy face it wore as that also soon burst at the seams!…
a pompous stance on a high class strut swept in from a nearby passageway…
a young opinion aimed it into a dressing room for cast members in a play!…
a clan of faster-made decisions signed up to run as a team in a relay race…
they ran out of steam for not thinking about a mile-long leg and its pace!…
a wise guy demeanor tried cocky lines to lure a naive mindset into a spat…
too baffling for naivety to grasp so a cockier feeling boomeranged back!…
a con’s viral sly viewpoint rapidly spread using a prior scam for obedience…
infecting many not already immunized with extra doses of common sense…
a skewed viewpoint used daily target practice to keep its perspective sharp…
aiming lame ideas on the short end of a stick at a bullseye made for darts!…
an older mind gave new advice to one whose view it once held long ago…
so is that being a hypocrite or prejudiced against time or maybe even both…
(heehee)…
an attitude lacking too many ties to life’s wider collection of being human…
ignorantly viewed any it deemed too different as a secondary substitution!…
a willful view persisted in giving a conspiracy theory its wilder final touch…
but two cents’ worth of a crazier harebrained belief didn’t yield very much!…
an ill-advised opinion kept insisting it’ll never change its unwavering view…
’til it drifted off into nearby tributaries and spiraled up to another attitude!…
an assumed view ascertained its assumption wasn’t all that it seemed to be…
‘tho so grateful as a deeper link inside still abides thru’ all kinds of clarity!…
a mind welcomed in a spring-like opinion as that dawn in it lit a new view…
where intuition saw awareness get fruit-bearing roots ready to reproduce!…
a bit of enlightenment tried to look back at its spawning before it was born…
‘tho the view took up too much idle time and so instead it grew a bit more!…
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(more to hatch)…
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03.01.26
Posted in Uncategorized at 1:22 am by sallysense
treasure hunt…
a flyer invited all folks in town to a treasure hunt at the old campground…
beginning inside its abandoned lodge the residents got a problem to solve…
“when checking in a storm broke out so escape to the safest place around…
you’ll hear a boom but just stay calm and wait for another clue involved”…
a few stood still as others pursued worn out benches adorning that room…
suddenly a loud speaker blared directing them to the foot of the stairs…
“you’ve been alerted to the breaking news that every step lost all its screws…
there’s a toolbox atop with nails to spare but not a ladder here anywhere”…
each wobbly plank laid unrestored as shoes mopped dust off a gritty floor…
a banner unfolded down every step displaying print for that clue up next…
“sunshine warms a yard to explore so fly this coop and soar outdoors…
climb limp limbs to a treetop nest with a paper inside of it cradling text”…
branches splintering at its bottom defined the wood all eyes got caught on…
words fell etched on a nut’s big shell guiding the hunters to a water well…
“dangerous vermin lurk ’til autumn and will hitch a ride in a bucket drawn…
crank its spindle and forgive the smell to pull up a fish tale to possibly tell”…
all heads failed to hear a clang or notice a hook where that pail might hang…
pine cones flew as winds had blown westward to letters on a steppingstone…
“a gap needs a leap to cross its span so plan on high toes to see if you can…
beware of wide air spaces setting a tone for those who dare to go it alone”…
urges spun bodies into reverse to a desolate cave after changing a turn…
a slit of sun aimed its limited ray at a rocky slab with a message engraved…
“tiptoe so softly upon this dirt where sinkholes fall prey to a trickier curse…
and quicksand reiterates that even courageousness must cuss its embrace”…
legs swiveled away from their forward stride hoping for any trail to find…
a note sprouted lines in a flower pot tipping downhill past a shadier spot…
“below lay veiled poisonous vines to wisely avoid so you don’t collide…
fast getaways may be all you got before longer stems too close tie knots”…
footsteps ran to a wooden bridge leaving an acre between skin and an itch…
handrails lent help to lean and read a memo floating in a creek underneath…
“a dam upstream just broke a switch that’ll push this walkway over a ridge…
flooding’s projected to a higher degree with advisories to immediately flee”…
knees picked up a chaotic pace like the later stretches in a marathon race…
scrambling beyond most prior clues they passed a sign on a vacant route…
“caution to all who use this lane which covers an area of landslide terrain…
slopes lay prone to rocks on the loose so go seek refuge if objects move”…
rustles above sent ears into gears deserting a road where stones interfered…
perils fading as they fled led to eyes gladly spying that first yard ahead…
towards the starting point they veered as that earlier treetop nest appeared…
each sigh deepened when final treads re-entered a lodge before a sun set…
on a picnic table in that rustic hall laid a pile of soil and tiny shovels for all…
adding to folks’ bewilderment on benches sat eye-catching treasure chests…
local gemstones graced small outer walls among chips of minerals overall…
cards attached held outcomes for guests including clues for another quest…
“prejudice may easily kick in by creating a difference for an opinion to win…
our trek dug up a mutuality it found as we all returned still safe and sound…
shovel some of its soil into your bins for these similar roots we find within…
as human bonds can also abound in a treasure hunt on common ground!”…
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