By Tom Merriman
Earth fires the imagination,
From a wave of rainfall
To the silence of a beam of sunlight
Imagination finds the words.
Years can pass in minutes
Writing, sculpting, creating.
Interpretations drape like silky garments
Folding, covering
Bowing to their environment,
Three definitions of many
To describe the art of inspiration
Waffling.
The art of rambling incessantly about something or other in a meaningless or drivelful way. To prate on about nothing, in depth. Hardly a barn burner for discussion, yet a bingle of words that hardly divagate, even for a fugacious moment.
Might I be a hodiernal hoddy-noddy? Hunting-and-pecking out a post, hardly luculent in detail, and more of a lollygag for a Saturday post.
Still, an ogdoad and half again of unnecessary words on the subject.
I never thought I’d get here.
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Words used in this post:
Drivelful – made up (I mean it’s a made up word, it doesn’t mean made up)
Prate – talk foolishly
Barn burner – a very exciting or dramatic event
Bingle – a collision
Divagate – to stray or digress
Fugacious – transient or fleeting
Hoddy-noddy – a foolish person
Hodiernal – of today
Hunting-and-pecking (Hunt-and-peck) – typing with two fingers
Luculent – clearly expressed
Lollygag – spend time in an aimless or lazy way
Ogdoad – set of eight
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A wordy Six Word Saturday post.
I must now take a nap.
Whilst lying in the doldrums
Wondering what to do
Fingers tapping frantically
Waiting for a clue
A spark appeared within my head
And a voice whispered ‘It is time’
‘For what?’ I thought and tapped some more
As it said ‘To write this rhyme!’
So up I got,
In the doldrums not,
I was sparking and ready to go
I hit some keys and typed a word
Then found a little flow
No longer in the doldrums
I knew what I had to do
Fingers tapping frantically
Words appeared as if on cue
The words may say a little
But the typing means a lot
For when you’re in the doldrums
Just type – it matters not!
Posted for Eugenia’s Brew’N’Spew Café (link below)
(Typewriter image from Pixabay)
Winds rasp as they build up pace
Rattling through passage, any open space
Rattling chains and swirling sticks
Rattling nerves and primitive instincts
Rubbing up and down this way or t’other
Pranking letterboxes, moving covers
Rain soaks legs that planned for better
Coats and brollies make them wetter
All bar none escape the caper
‘Part from those who stay in ‘til later!
Today’s theme for Debbie’s One Word Sunday is Puzzle.
Now you may be wondering what on Earth the above photo has to do with such a word… well, that is the question!
Visit Debbie’s site (the link is above!) to see more interpretations of the theme… and possibly some far better than my attempt!
