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Rainbow (An Ameri-Ku)

charming pretty colored lines, appearing above the skyline to where my tired eyes finds rest on a day’s mentally challenging grind; a perfect treat to an afternoon delight.

to what do i owe this honor of your presence, when all that i wanted was to snap a shot of the verdant hills not too far away hovering the city landcape like a helicopter suspended in the air?

charming pretty colored lines, we called you rainbow by name; fascinating and enchanting nature’s greatest gift to anyone who does not believe that magic is everywhere, in fact it would be great if we’d truly find the pot of gold you’ve been hiding for so long.

Author’s Note

The Ameri-Ku, which Joni Caggiano started writing is the American version of Euro- Ko by Francisco Bravo Cabrera. According to Francisco, the rules are quite simple: A poem with three verses accompanied…

A golden egg everyone wanted to take,
Not knowing it would burst and break,
it would squeak and quake,
if hard work was fake,
nothing is free without any ache!

Poetry form :- Limerick ( AABBA rhyme scheme)

Acknowledgements :- Written in response to RxC 275, where the above photo is the prompt. Also written in response to Na Po Wri Mo , where the prompt is, “write a poem that takes as its starting point something overheard that made you laugh, or something someone told you once that struck you as funny.” This isn’t something I overhead, but nevertheless. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

new dawn cracks open 
oozes golden sunlight
on baby twitters

For Reena’s Exploration Challenge ; NaPoRiMo day 8; # kigo ~ twittering (saezuri,all spring). Of birds

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We have a picture prompt this week.

Was it a trick of the light or was it real?

It looked like the bird had laid a golden egg

I was no Jack on the beanstalk vanquishing the giant

Birds laying golden bounty wasn’t what I expected

Was it a hallucination or just wishful thinking

In a state of disbelief, I challenged my sanity

Touch it, test its reality- I must

Or perhaps…..

I will leave it here, a golden possibility

To hark back to in the days of future

When everything will look muddy and gray

And remember that I once saw a golden egg

Nestled in a nest made of straw that looked like gold!

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In response to; RXC Prompt #275, hosted by Reena

#Keepitalive

#RXC

Slowly slithering, across a soft stream of sea, Giant Beard searched for the legendary golden egg.

Man after man climbed into the crow’s nest.

Legend said, only one, could see beyond. The youngest member, the last of his crew climbed the mast. Goose Island, not on any of their treasure maps, didn’t exist. The captain only ever saw it once before it was stolen by a boy he trusted beyond life.

His face upturned, the crew were as silent as Davy Jones Locker.

‘Land ahoy!‘ Molly Moo, said. ‘Port side, straight as you go!’

Captain Giant smiled; his search over.  

Leda was the daughter of Thestios, the King of Pleuron and the wife of Tyndareus king of Sparta and her name means happy.  Zeus was the God of the sky and thunder and also the ruler of Mount Olympus and although he was married to his sister Hera, he had easy access to the women of the world and he took full advantage of it.  Hera was his fourth wife after being married to Metis (mother of Athena who Zeus swallowed so Athena popped out of Zeus’s head), then Themis (mother of the Fates and the Seasons) and Mnemosyne (mother of Muses).  Zeus was very promiscuous.  He had a powerful imagination and most of his affairs were with willing participants, but he also sank to trickery and disguise to seduce them.  Zeus constantly cheats on his wife, sexually assaulting various humans and finding strange new ways to procreate.  Only the Greeks could make up…

We have a picture prompt this week.

Finding themselves lost in the forest for a week, the desperately hungry and tired wanderers-possibly the only two survivors of a world-wide apocalypse- searched for sustenance.
Ralph and Jeanette were complete strangers saved by happenstance… or maybe divine intervention? They’d briefly heard the sirens when everything was engulfed in a blinding white light. BOOM!
However they’d gotten to the pristine natural setting in what seemed to be an enchanted forest, they were confident they’d never know. All they knew, after patting themselves from head-to-toe was that they each were uninjured and alone.
But shortly after their effervescent celebration of life, Ralph’s realization of their grim chances for long-term survival, made him determined and sober.
Jeanette was still dressed in designer clothes and decorated in lavish jewelry while Ralph luckily wore his many-pocketed work overalls that held a lighter and a few cutting tools.

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #274

PROMPT #274

It is a theme prompt this week.

Being in charge of hell….

POWER

Being in charge of hell
Exposed worst hidden inside
Power corrupts more