This old canvas board print came through the Habitat Restore where I volunteer two afternoons a week. It was in pretty shabby shape, worn and in need of cleaning. I found that it was a painting by Winslow Homer. It was about ready to be thrown out, so I said I would take it home and see if I could restore it. I went back over the painting with the original colors and brightened it up. I am very happy with the results.
I’ve been told that the largest sex organ in the body is your brain. Hooked on dopamine naturally flowing in my blood, I have found this to be true. Without the brain game everything else falls flat. As I think back on our days during mid-life, many wonderful memories come to mind. Fantasy and imagination are wonderfully erotic. Sharing this with the one I love has been an experience like no other.
Heat of passion burns
Wearing gold herring bone necklace
And nothing more
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Today at d’Verse, Saana asked us to consider erotic poetry in literature. She asked us to try our hand at writing a classy erotic poem. I decided to do a Haibun that recounts a favorite image and memory for me. I took this photo many years ago. It has long since faded to orange, so I changed it to black and white.
Today at d’Verse. Lisa asked us to write a poem using the word Clown. I have no first hand knowledge of Clowns, so I decided to clown around with my poem which I wrote in Tanka form. Hope it makes you smile!
Any other summer, but this one, planes would be packed to the max with passengers traveling to destinations all over the world. This summer we can only dream or reflect on places we have already been due to Covid-19. I made this stamp art piece a couple of years ago thinking the sky was the limit and we could go anywhere we chose.
While traveling in France, last summer, we enjoyed watching the children as they mingled with the tourists taking in the views. You can see their energy and enthusiasm in their actions and faces. We were like that once upon a time!
Old Medieval Colmar
Excited children wander/wonder
Cute little tourists
Colorful umbrellas added a touch of sparkle to the town.
In this pandemic, “Little Buddy” is the only one still running the rat race every day. Our son got us a robo-vac machine for Christmas. It is an interesting gadget that runs all over the house and cleans the floors. It took us awhile to get figured out, but with the help of our grandson we found we could manipulate it quite well.
We have personified it to the point of actually talking to it when it doesn’t do what we want, or gets stuck under the entertainment center. It comes on every morning at ten-thirty, shocking us with a start-up beep. It does get places we don’t normally reach, such as under the beds and furniture. He fills up with dust and lint every day. It has now become the third member of the family!!
My granddaughter Molly has written a comic book about the experiences living with her new brother, who was adopted from Korea. She lives out her fantasies and struggles on the pages of her book, hoping that sharing her struggles will help other children who have adopted siblings. She is creating this for her Girl Scout Gold Award Project. Today, her little brother turns ten years old.
As you can, see I am very proud of both of my grandchildren, and hope you will take time to view it on Amazon.com. Click above to view. If you have Kindle, you can read it for free!
The past few weeks have brought the Black Lives Matter issue to a head with the deaths of black men at the hands of white Police Officers. I believe that Black Lives Matter, and I think what happened is inexcusable and should never have taken place. The TV News Media and the Press have had feeding frenzy over all that has happened, which I believe stirred up the racial tension even more.
It seems everyone focuses on the end result of the incidents, and little attention is given to what led up to them. In many of the cases, when persons were confronted by police, the situation escalated when the victim began arguing, refusing to do what was asked of them. In some cases, the victims actually physically confronted the police officer. As a result, things ended up very badly for all involved.
If they had co-operated, I believe, most of them would be alive today.
Someone once said, “You can be right and still be wrong!” I believe this is one of those times.