Thursday, October 20, 2022

Wild (in self-defense)

not-quite Journaling, 44

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10/11/2022: Autumn is here. I know the equinox was weeks ago, but… in my wee garden, autumn doesn’t truly arrive until my passion flower blooms her last bloom, gets a haircut, and is transferred to my living room. Funny, how these things work—when I was growing up (in the Dominican Republic), autumn didn’t feel like autumn until the October rice harvest.

 

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10/12/2022: I’m a wild creature of habit… Growing up, I had green bananas, eggs, and ginger tea for breakfast. As a younger adult (before Crohn’s disease and breast cancer did a number on my gut), breakfast was steel cut oats, coffee, and grapefruit leaf tea. Today, I start my day with Greek yogurt with fruits and nuts, coffee, and tangerine leaf tea. The combination is grounding and filling, and the fact that it tastes delicious brings me joy.

 

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“Good people shine brighter in dark times.” ~ Fairy Tale, by Stephen King

 

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The only positive thing about spending 3 days too nauseated (to do much) is that one has time to listen to a 24-hour long audiobook in a day and a bit.

 

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a green strawberry,
my love, waiting for your mouth
to offer its yum

 

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10/19/2022: I wonder if ripe strawberries yearn for the rush of the bite too? Or if they are old enough to understand that some thrills aren’t worth the danger?

 
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10/20/2022: On nights when Nature rains art outside my window, I delight in hot beverages and terrifying stories: reading them, plotting them, writing them, and…

 

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“I blush, I burn, I shudder, while I pen the damnable atrocity.” ~ The Black Cat, by Poe

 

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wild seeds deemed rotten
(when cold hearts fail to see worth),
bloom bright from the grave

 

12.

I stay wild in self-defense (and because it is extremely cool).

 

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October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, so…
check your boobies—
one of mine tried to kill me.

 
- for Poets and Storytellers United--Friday Writings #49: Scary Bits
and Thursday 13.

30 comments:

  1. Gonna borrow that King quote. I recently found out I have pancreatic enzyme insufficiency and can't digest food now without medication (pig enzymes) and it's very expensive. I love the words poetistze full bright and crimson. It took me a bit to get "check your boobies but I didn't peek. I kept thinking ghost.

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    1. Having to take meds to be able to digest is no fun, especially when one has to pay so much. I hope your condition stays under control.

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    2. I didn't get the boo-bee reference right away either. 😅

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  2. Darkness poetized full bright... you truly do that and very well too! And I know this because I let the dark linger...and linger...

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    1. Acknowledge it, do something with it, let it go...

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  3. All those breakfasts sound wonderful! And all the bits of this post are delectable in different ways – combining to make me feel more alive.

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  4. Intriguing post. I love "I stay wild in self-defense." Fantastic!

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  5. Despite the overarching darkness, brightness shines in your writing. Thank you.

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    1. The alternative might be screaming, and that much noise would probably give me a headache. 😜

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  6. Love your rain art. I can almost smell it.

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  7. All of your entries in this post delighted me!

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  8. wild souls and wild seeds, kapow goes my heart. I like that rainy photo a lot!

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  9. Your passion flower is electric and the rain image a delicious dream. Darkness poetized sometimes does seem like a search for light.

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    1. I always think of passion flowers as a bit surreal...

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  10. Love the photos...Thanks for celebrating breast cancer month...one of mine is trying to kill me too

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    1. I hope you don't have to let the boobie go. But if you do, I hope you can do it without too much lingering pain. Then, kick cancer's ass!

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  11. You did sooo well pulling for your cause, I hope more women will take more care. Mrs. Jim? She says that she is too old for mammograms now and besides they are too rough pain-wise for her body. ??
    ..

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    1. I hope Mrs. Jim reconsiders. Yes, mammograms are a bit painful pretty much at any age. But the alternative might hurt more.

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  12. That pic of the rain on the window ... wow! (I just made my mammo appointment for next month.)

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    1. I'm so glad you like the picture. And the rest makes me extra happy, too. ☺️

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  13. Your passion flower is beautiful.

    Yes, so important to check our boobies.

    My good wishes.

    All the best Jan

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  14. I'm always on the lookout for little signs of the season. It feels like my own personal scavenger hunt. There's also something very grounding when those signs involve some action or shift in routine on my part.

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  15. Helen here … iPads and blogger/Google don’t like each other much. Where do I begin .. how you weave together personal history with poetic and artistic wonderfulness amazes me. I am going to be more adventuresome with afternoon tea choices. Everything about this post satisfies.

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  16. Just a wonderful smorgasbord of words, quotes and images! I love how you say nature rains art outside your window, the photo shows exactly that and I love it. Great post, Magaly :-)

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  17. Love "poeticize" and each of this beautiful set.

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