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First table“I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. He taught me that if you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it at full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it. Lukewarm is no good. Hot is no good either. White hot and passionate is the only thing to be.”― Roald Dahl, My Uncle Oswald

I have always loved mosaics.  I don’t know when or how this love started.  I just know that any time I see something made out of mosaics I am attracted to it.  I am hypnotized, mesmerized by it. I want to keep looking at it.

Ten years ago I bought a mosaic kit to make coasters and I used it to make the house number for the house I lived with…

Travelling through thicketed tensions,

Tangles transpire,

True!

Tenacity to thrive through trepidation,

Traversing the tumultuous times,

Tumbling through turbulence,

Toughness through tempestuous times,

Tiding till tough times tilts,

Till tranquility trapezes,

Till time triumphs,

Trust.

35 words.

A Tautogram Poem.

Acknowledgements :- In response to Mindlovemisery’s menagerie Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip, 22 February 2020. A tautogram poem. I have used the alphabet T. To know more about the Tautogram poem please refer here.Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

Sunset at Montmajour by Vincent van Gogh, painted 1888, discovered in 2013

Vincent van Gogh was born in 1853 in the Netherlands and died 37 years later, in 1890 in France. Born to a minister father and an artist mother, he worked towards being a priest but then rejected the structure of the church. Instead he moved to a beleaguered coal mine town to minister in the south of Belgium and was called, “Christ of the Coal Mines.”

Vincent traveled from country to country, place to place, looking for a sense of peace within himself. He turned to painting for solace and fought with his inner demons who were reflected in the eyes of the villagers wherever he lived. In a decade’s time he created 2100 artworks, including 43 self-portraits. He found himself in and out of asylums by choice and decree in the last years of his life. He…

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PROMPT #123

Use or don’t use one or more of the following oxymorons in your piece

1. silent scream
2. open secret
3. disgustingly delicious
4. awfully lucky
5. unbiased opinion

It was one of those days where nothing much was happening poolside.

Until he showed up!

“Oh, my goodness,” said one to the other, “Look at him.”

Before them appeared the young man, fit and muscle-bound, who dropped his towel revealing a body to well and truly drool over. And they did.

Even as he plunged into the pool and began to swim lengths, their collective imaginations were working conjuring up the most lurid of images.

Said one: “I dated a fellow once, built like this young man but nowhere near the look of this one.”

“Yes, you’d just like to hold him and feel all those muscles, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, there’s a certain deliciousness about him.”

“A disgustingly deliciousness if you ask me.”

Time doesn’t wait for none,

Open secret, it ain’t a story that I’ve spun,

Each passing day,

Silently screams, life could sway any which way,

Awfully lucky would we be,

Full of glee,

At the end of days,

When unbiased opinion prevails,

Rather than wonder,

Ponder,

Enjoy each disgustingly delicious share of life’s pie,

Being a mere bystander, just letting moments pass by,

It’s doesn’t do good to wonder, where have the years gone by.

75 words.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting the Reena’s Exploration Challenge #123. For rules please refer here. The phrases in italics is the prompt. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.