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Word Of The Day: Turbid 2-16-24

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Synonyms: murky, muddy, thick, cloudy, clouded, etc.

.-.-.

The turbid liquid,

Stirred before me.

I used to find comfort,

Instead I have misery.

The joy is gone;

The laughter too.

I’m left with murky,

Thick…

Cloudy Coffee.

It’s bitter,

It’s brown.

Now all I do is frown.

Goodbye my old friend.

I’ll never drink you again.

.-.-.

Obviously this poem is about coffee, but it’s truly about the lost love for coffee. When I became pregnant with my daughter I gave up coffee. It was difficult, because I enjoyed the smell, the flavor, and just the warm drink in the morning.

I switched to a tea; which is good, but not yummy like I remember the coffee being. But I’ve been caffeine free for almost 8 years. Well for the most part.

If we are on a trip or my husband desperately needs my help I have a mocha frappe with real coffee. All the sugar and caffeine makes me an energizer bunny. But I’ve also given up sugar. So that option is no more. Now I have to drink plain old coffee.

Which I used to love! I’d have coffee with milk. Simple. But now that’s so bitter to me.

I’ve had an occasional decafe coffee and I never can drink all of it, so I’ve given up. I think coffee is not meant for me.

Which makes me feel boring. Like coffee was the thing that connected me to people my age. And I already have a tough time talking to people…now I’ve chopped out the simplest conversation starter. Haha!

Well after all that…I’m just sad to say goodbye to coffee. It’s been a part of my life since I was 15. Now a part of me is gone.

Enjoy your weekend. Enjoy a cup of coffee!!

Just a few cups I’ve gotten over the years. I need to cross out boyfriend and write husband….I love giant cups!!

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Word Of The Day: Ubiquitous 12-28-23

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Ubiquitous

Synonyms: ever-present, present every where, omnipresent, everywhere, etc.

.-.-.

Life is full of these,

They never seem to leave.

They always linger,

Even if you point your finger;

They stay.

.-.

Mother’s, father’s, sister’s, brother’s;

These things thrive in summers.

Different shapes, colors, and design.

Why do they never decline!

Instead, they stay.

.-.

You can search,

But they are always perched.

You can clean,

But they return to the scene.

They stay.

.-.

Can you guess?

Or do you too feel the stress?

I love them still,

I find what I can and then chill.

The socks.

.-.-.

I had my husband choose the topic today. He was listing off different things, but I laughed when he said socks. Because it’s so true. So socks was the theme.

No matter how many you pick up they always seem to grow more. Or when you go to fold socks, you never have all the matches. It’s mind boggling.

But I do, I love socks. I continue to buy them. They make me happy. My daughter actually gave me a couple pairs of the slipper socks. I love those too!!

Have a wonderful Thursday!! Try to catch ‘em!! (Socks, Not Pokémon. Haha)

Socks…? How many?
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Word Of The Day: Foliage 10-14-23

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Synonyms: leaves, greenery, herbage, vegetation, leafage, etc.

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The sky is the deepest blue;

With every so often a cloud.

White, fluffy, and soft;

Flying for all to see.

.-.-.

The air is crisper;

Sending chills down my spine.

Time for jackets;

And always warm hugs.

.-.-.

The ground seems harder;

Impossible as it may seem.

Preparing for winter;

To withstand the feet of snow.

.-.-.

The fluttering leaves have all disappeared.

The trees stand bare.

Only the pine trees;

Engulfing our home,

Still wear their greenery proudly.

.-.-.-.-.-.

Today seemed like a poem day. It’s warmer today but thinking back two days ago it was cold enough that we had our first fire for the season.

I really love fall. Watching the trees change, watching the animals hide away. But also just watching God’s creations change. ❤️

Have a wonderful Monday!!

Photography By: emily2jane
“Yellow”
10-16-23

A picture from our many road-trips.

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Prompt, Word Of the Day, and Poetry….

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If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?

Word Of The Day: Dauntless 7-19-23

Synonyms: fearless

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They are free?

They are free!

What a wonderful day to be me!

Just paying for two more,

Is less of a chore.

We will pack up our bags;

Start off to the the flag,

Of Hawaii.

.

It’s so beautiful there.

I’ve never a care.

The amazing jungles,

The different sands,

Oh what a wonderful day to be grand.

Will I do it this time?

Will dauntless be me?

Can I swim in the ocean?

Can I be openly free?

Fearless that’s me!

.

Nope…

Never mind.

Sharks and me not a pretty dime.

I’ll stay on the beach,

That’s fine.

If only this was true,

To be seeing the wonders of blue.

The island of Hawaii,

With me!

…

We went to Hawaii for our honeymoon. It was forever ago. It would be fun to go again. We will go again! I just don’t know when. But it is indeed magical there. The blues, the greens, the reds, pinks, and different hues. I would love to see it all again.

“Island Charm”
Digital Art By: emily2jane
07-29-23

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Word Of The Day: Undulate 12-14-22

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Synonyms: surge, wave, billow, roll, swell, ripple, etc.

Topic: From Hubby

Freezing air,

As he stares;

At the quest before him.

.-.-.

Mounting his might steed,

A sturdy breed;

Roaring to life.

.-.-.

Snow billows,

Causing rippling waves;

Swirling beside the beast.

.-.-.

Exhausting feat,

Hard cold seat;

The hubby sits firm.

.-.-.

Hours later,

Clearing greater;

Mounds of snow stand.

.-.-.

The ground is free,

I agree;

“Coco please.”

.-.-.-.-.

I asked the hubby for a topic. It’s a great word but my mind was blank on inspiration. Thank you hubby. I told him the synonyms and this was the phrase he came up with on the spot: “The wave of rolling snow, as I plow.” I thought that was a great line of inspiration!!

I’ve been having trouble writing or coming up with ideas. My son has gotten a cold and all of my focus has been on my family. It’s seems like we’ve been sick more often than not.

Stay warm!!

“Wishful Thinking”
12-14-22
By: emily2jane
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Word Of The Day: Cerebral

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Synonyms: analytical, intelligent, brainy, deep, scholarly, etc.

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It’s a brain with feet;

Confident on the street.

People will stop and awe,

At the amazement of their jaw.

Intelligence is at its feet;

Challenging someone to beat,

But they will stay in their seat.

Thriving through life;

Taking it all in stride.

Who is this,

You may ask?

Not a chicken.

…

We have chickens this year. They are the dumbest animal I’ve ever raised. They just don’t understand the efforts the husband has made, to make their coop awesome. Instead of venturing outside; to discover the wonders of their space… they prefer to cower inside.

Eventually they will learn that when we open their door; they need to go out. Or they will learn that when we pick up the pool sifter pole…it means they have two options. Go outside willingly, or forcefully. Haha 😂

I don’t know what I was describing when I wrote the poem, because I only had chickens on my mind. I knew I wanted to throw everyone for a loop when I ended it the way I did.

Well. Enjoy your Friday! Weekend here I come! 😊

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Word Of The Day: Hector 10-25-21

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Synonyms: bully, intimidate, badger, torment, harass, etc.

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Shoved into a corner,

No one is for me.

The eyes are filled with hate,

The hands try to suffocate me.

Tormenting me alone.

Pressure making me crumble.

This will never change,

Everything will remain.

Unless I change.

…

Bullies are usually bullied as well. But the pleasure people get from bullying people is disgusting. No one should ever be seen as prey, or weak. But still it happens.

“Never Should Be.”
By emily2jane
10-25-21

The only way to defeat the bully is for you yourself to become strong. Bullying can come in any form. Not just a physical aspect like you see in the movies.

But become strong. Be unwilling to change for anyone. When the bully can no longer control you with any means they will give up. But don’t just stop there. If the bully stops and moves onto another person; go and be that support for the new person. Don’t let them suffer alone. Help them build themselves up, and make them unmoving. And so on.

Have a strong Tuesday!

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Word Of The Day: Scion 10-08-21

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Synonyms: 1. Cutting, graft, slip, shoot, etc. 2. Descendant, heir, successor, child.

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Weighted amounts,

Suffocating

Squeezing the life

Out of you.

Demanding accounts,

Of pressure grating,

Away youth with a knife.

Now anger grew.

Will effort ever count?

Constantly hating;

Everyone is a lowlife.

Days are always blue.

…

So you could read it from an heir point of view but I also saw parts of my childhood.

When I swam competitively, my dad had lots of expectations. He wanted me to be the best. That I should never fail.

Don’t get me wrong, I am already a super competitive person; but he took it too far sometimes.

The screaming at me because I failed to win, the ridiculing me in front of others, the threatening me about having to walk home out of shame, etc.

At some point I said he could no longer come to my swim meets. I think I was 10…? I forgot to tell him my lane and afterwards, he yelled at me in front of everyone. That time pushed me tears and I had to call my mom to come get me because my dad left me.

Not funny…but funny how different phrases can sting or bring back unpleasant memories.

“Pressure” B
y emily2jane
10-08-21

But after that meet, my mom was my new supporter. She was great support. If I lost a race it was, “at least you didn’t drown” or “you did look like you were dying out there.” Haha! And if I won… “good job!” She was the best kind of support ❤️ Don’t get me wrong; my mom is competitive in her own way.

So I guess…parents out there that are competitive… remember not to go too far. My two year old already likes all kinds of sports… so I’m taking my own advice. I don’t want to continue what my dad did, but what my mom did. Maybe with a controlled amount of competitiveness. This is only referring to my daughter. If it’s me alone I’m going to be my ultra super crazy competitive person that I am!! My hubby won’t play games with me. ☹️

Have a family filled Friday! 🏡

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Word Of The Day: Cozen 10-02-21

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Synonyms: bamboozle, cheat, dupe, trick, etc.

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Mommy!

No…

I wish to sleep.

Tre snuggles are sweet;

The kisses are too.

But still…

Rest calls my name.

Blankets, I hide,

Until she saw me.

She throws,

My warmth away!

No longer counting sheep.

Daddy has planned a treat.

Baby flew up the stairs;

Cozy bed calls to me.

Body relaxes and chills.

My tense flame;

Inside has subsided.

Sleep…

Bright flashing glow;

Stings my eyes.

Again baby is tugging;

Wailing and screaming.

Sleep was a lie;

I’ve been duped.

Her smile is gleaming.

All I can do,

Is sigh.

…

This actually happened to me yesterday morning. She woke up at 6:50am. Our sleep schedule is already wonky and I’ve been trying to slowly work my self back to a respectable wake up hour. We have gotten to 7:40am. Like clockwork. My body has been waking up exactly at 7:40.

So when she woke up at 6:50am…no amount of kisses were going to make me wake up.

But I think the worst part was, I fought her for maybe 15min before the hubby got up with her. Then I probably laid there for another 20min trying to fall asleep again.

But then like clockwork. 7:40am came by and she was blasting me with lights. It’s amazing when two year olds know. They just know….

Enjoy your Sunday! Fall is here! 🍂🍁

A card I drew for one of the hubby’s friend.

Fall is here!

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Word Of The Day: Tribulation 09-15-21

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Synonyms: misfortune, grief, misery, woe, distress, worry, blow, etc.

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Life…

As we know it…

Is over.

Lava cascades down,

Fires blaze,

Panic is here.

Piercing with a knife.

Bodies in a fit.

Can you feel lower?

Chaos all around,

Where is the exit,

Of this life maze?

Relief…near?

Help me please,

In search of ease.

…

This poem could be anything…it could be some big event or even the smallest. For me I thought of my two year old when she behaves like the world is ending. Being two is so hard…

I’m currently on vacation. So I’ve been really bad about posting. I’ve just been enjoying time with family. Currently, for me, life is peaceful. Some stress here and there, but pretty much easy.

One more week of this and I’m good. I’m good! ☺️

Enjoy your Friday! 🌷