Listen for the whistle within the muffled wind
Close your eyes and feel the wind’s fierce touch upon your skin
As clay eggs rattle around the dusty yard
Pry into the energies of the magic that’s within
Feel the wind push this way and that
Pit your wits and acknowledge the fact
That Kansas vanished seconds ago
And in its place now is a long windy road
It’s One Word Sunday once again, and this week, Debbie’s word is ‘Baleful’. A word I hardly (if ever) use… in fact I had to look up the meaning of it! Full of menacing or malign influences; pernicious. I had to look up pernicious as well: having a harmful effect, especially in a gradual or subtle way. Eek, I thought. Menacing? On this blog?? (OK, yes, I know that I do post menacing posts around Hallowe’en, AND Hallowe’en crops up more often than usual around here, but it isn’t Hallowe’en time at the moment. Not yet, anyway!)
So, I looked further.
There’s an obsolete meaning to the word: wretched or miserable. That’s better, I thought. Isn’t it odd how ‘miserable’ is an improvement?!
I found these rather sorry-looking ivy leaves, which I think could be classified as baleful… in a wretched, or miserable way.
Even though they are quite icky looking, I still like the colours on them. Well, they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and they did speak to me when I saw them, so they deserved a quick photograph or two.
And looking at this leaf this way, it doesn’t really look half as bad…
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