posted for Hannah's Transforming Fridays prompt at Real Toads: the crystal caves of Mexico. I suppose it is a miracle they havent mined this treasure trove to extinction. Instead, there are scientists there, studying the caves. Maybe we are waking up.
Go OUT??!! I just looked outside and there is No Way!
Seriously. I'll just hold it till spring.
Brrrrrr..........no way, no how.
My mom just shunts me out the door.
It sucks to be me.
Good thing I have warm winter gear!
Hee hee. The expressive pug is my granddog, Chloe, Stephanie's youngest. Sporting the aviator hat is my Jasmine, newly shorn of her winter's nest of mats and clumps and looking a teeny bit smaller as a result. If I thought cutting my hair would do the same for me, I'd get right on it!
Susan has set us a prompt at Mid-Week Motif: honoring women's achievements. I considered many of the obvious heroic women, but then I thought about women for whom there is often a lot of judgment and blame, who quietly do the undoable without a lot of help or support, acknowledgment or thanks: the single moms of the world.
The last thing you wanted for your children
was a broken family and lives of grueling poverty.
till suddenly eyes began to look past or through me
as if I were empty air.
As I gained weight of wisdom
and girth of body,
eyes fell away from me
as if afraid to light, for fear age is contagious. (psssst: it is!)
I was a book of Ponderous Truth
disguised, absurdly, as an Eggo waffle.
I poured on the syrup,
and made my peace. ********* II. With our cloak of invisibility, comes an increase of our other faculties: life wisdom, extra-sensory perception, a heightened radar system.
From behind our convenient disguise as aging-persons, we can interpret your body language. We see the lifted brow, the wry smile. We can read your energy. You reveal so much more than you think you do. We nod. We smile. We keep our silence. But we can see right through you.