strength through unity
ideas arrest injustice
words to remember
when faith in cruelty plagues
resist the urge to escape

Creating a verse for the Sunday Whirl has become my favorite Sunday thing! Thanks.

Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
strength through unity
ideas arrest injustice
words to remember
when faith in cruelty plagues
resist the urge to escape

Creating a verse for the Sunday Whirl has become my favorite Sunday thing! Thanks.

donning my own unique style
BUT
why so sad
you’d be pretty if you smiled
throw a punch
shake a hand
your smile is the spark
rough words
polite talk
your smile is the spark
amusing tale
grim reaping
your smile is the spark

Don’t blame the prompts for my 44-word dark take. I’m just feeling cynical today. Check out both MLMM and dVerse for the rules and some great writing.

As someone who lived in the Midwest United States, I am obsessed with the weather. It’s hard not to be. It can shift rapidly, not just daily but hourly.


I also know that when I talk about the weather, I often say “when I was a kid ….” And although it may be annoying to the youths, it is the truth. When I was a kid, September meant the end of summer (not just the start of school), Halloween costumes were almost always hidden by our winter coats, it often snowed at Thanksgiving, and we always had snow at Christmas. What this September taught me AGAIN was that the weather has shifted. It was as hot as hell. It was nearly 90 degrees (Fahrenheit) last week. Every day I would shake my fist at the sky and yell I need summer to STOP!

Thank goodness, the second week of October has finally brought some cooler temperatures. October means sporty jackets and cute boots and hot chocolate and afternoon walks and fall foliage and … Oh NO! October is already halfway over. November looms with its dark days and cold nights and … actually, November last year was beautiful. Did I mention that the weather has shifted. Climate change is undoubtably real and really bad for the planet, but it is nice that it rarely snows before January now. (We need a sarcasm font.)
And now quick verse to summarize the above rant.
when September ends
Summer’s green days fade away
A fable once told
now October’s sun burns red
an admonitory tale
Thanks to FOWC (NEED) and the writer’s workshop and dVerse for their challenges to reflect on September and October.
Plus, I would be remiss if I didn’t give a shout out to Green Day’s Wake Me When September Ends
I love the Fall. I love jackets and scarves and boots and hot chocolate and blustery days. But I also love the feel of Fall. I love knowing that the changing colors and the bare tree branches aren’t just about the end of summer. Falling leaves are a vital part of the cycle of life. I also love the crackle under our feet when I’m walking hand and hand with my guy. We’ve had a lot of Autumn walks in our many years together and Autumn really does bring renewed love.
But mostly, I love the BOOTS!
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memories unwind
of soft scarves and falling leaves
autumn’s love renewed

thanks for a great inspiration.
the world is on fire
but still we say let’s do drinks
and analyze raw data
but it’s an art not a science
so we take no drastic measures
as we blame social media
then we wake to another shocking catastrophe
the world is on fire

As this might indicate, I’m full of sunshine and light this morning. HA! The muse goes where the muse goes, but I’m still hoping for a better day.
Thanks for a challenging Sunday Whirl. Check out the word prompts below.
