Category: Rhyme

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Wordle: Keep Calm and Carry On

The open meadow
Still as still can be
Nothing moving
No blade of grass, no tree
Still as statues
Stability
In a mad mad world
Through the stillness
Snaking left and right
March tiny orange ants
Almost hidden from sight
Unaware of evil
And lies and other sad facts
Of a mad mad world
No torches needed
They weave from A to B
Working hard
Efficiently
A brotherhood of ants
Foraging, collecting
And carrying on
Normally
In a mad mad world


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ATC: Wyvern

So. I had planned on posting a new ATC each week for my new Mythical Beings and Imaginary Friends series. And here I am posting another ATC, a day after the first one.

Why? Well, thank you for asking. I so enjoyed creating yesterday’s Phoenix, I decided that I couldn’t wait until next week to do another, so went right ahead and created one right here right now. Well, earlier, as you’ll be reading this after the event.

Today’s Mythical Being is the Wyvern. Often mistaken for a dragon, wyverns have two legs whereas dragons have four. It’s an easy mistake to make, but don’t go calling a wyvern a dragon. They’re quite touchy.

Once again pastels, gold and silver markers and gel pens were used for this mini creation (2.5 inches by 3.5 inches is the ATC size).


If you think I’m a dragon
More fool you
Dragons have four legs
I have two
I have long strong wings
And a sharp barbed tail
Try to find me
You will surely fail
But pay attention
Look up and down
You may see my images
All around town
If it’s a dragon
That you think you see…
Remember the Wyvern
Remember me

Wyvern

I’ve reposted this little rhyme I’ve written about the Wyvern quite a few times, so I think it’s due for another outing.

Tomorrow, I shall try for a written post. But me and plans, y’know…


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Wordle: The Alchemist

The Nutty Alchemist cleared his throat
As he began with his latest concoction
Into the pot he tumbled things
That he considered the best option
Beneath the surface of the boiling water
The contents were simmered and stirred
And he carefully watched as he gingerly mixed
And uttered his magical word

The pot rattled its chains that held it secure
Upon the old stone floor
As the blended punch within the pot
Altered its matter and state and more

The Nutty Alchemist watched with glee
As his concoction bubbled and burst
He cleared his throat and laughed out loud
And labelled his talents no longer cursed
Inside the pot with the colour of gold
The liquid was starting to set
So he spooned the contents into tins
Knowing he’d won his own silly bet!

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Raindrops on Petals

Is it the answers you seek
Or the tasks undertaken
That are prevalent upon the mind?
Are nights sleepless due to worry
Or stress of any kind?
Are days filled with dread?
Horror at the thought
Of walking out into the world
Behaving how you ought?
Do you see beauty in every little thing?
Raindrops on petals…
When a bird sings…
A clear blue sky is all that it takes
To open the mind, release the mistakes
Cast upon the wind the weight of the mind
Release the worries, relax and unwind.
On a day full of rain
Stop and refresh
Cleanse the mind
Of darkness and stress.
When winds start to blow
In softness or strength,
Just know the energy within
Is within you also.
That energy is free
Free like a bird
And so is your mind
Or haven’t you heard?

Soar into the skies
Lift up and be free
Everything starts now
That’s EVERYthing, see?

Open.
Release.
Forgive yourself.
Be free.

These are the words that Indigo gave me.

I went on a guided meditation this evening, to find my Spirit Guide. I went to my Place of Peace and Tranquility, and saw snippets of it, but not the whole thing. I saw Spirits of the Wind playing and chasing each other, laughing as they passed me. I saw many eyes looking a me, and a lion’s paw ushered me to look over to some steps, which were lit from just around a corner. As I walked over to these steps, I noticed the colour indigo flowing around me. It too was pointing me in that direction. I must point out that at this point of the meditation, I was to ask my Guide to come forth and ask for his or her name. My Guide wasn’t visible anywhere, and no name was mentioned to me.

I walked toward the steps, and a lot of strange-looking people, maybe elves although I’m not sure, started jumping out and skipping around the bushes. Not in a frightening way, as they were all smiling at me as I passed them, but they soon vanished back into the greenery or shadows.

As I stepped upon the first step, the meditation was coming to a close. The gentle voice was counting upwards to 5 and I was being brought back into reality. I felt very relaxed, even though I hadn’t found my Guide or received any guidance or asked any questions.

I started to play some relaxing music, and wrote the above rhyme. It’s a bit jumpy, I just went with the flow and wrote the words that came to me.

I researched Indigo, which I found symbolically represents the Sixth Chakra (Ajna) which is said to include the third eye. The chakra is related to intuition and gnosis (spiritual knowledge). This I never knew until writing this.

The meditation was one to communicate with the Spirit Guide through opening the third eye.

The photo is one I took earlier today on my new mobile phone.

The first step. Now, I wonder what that represents?