Monthly Archives: April 2014

Daily Prompt: He’s (She’s) So Fine

I love him for
His wisdom and strength
His maturity and sense
His quiet countenance

The ways he sees beyond
What the naked eye tells
The calmness that prevails
Amidst stormy spells

I love him for
The way he loves me, not
Spectacular nor flamboyant
Just pure, simple and free.


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The Bad Lettuce

Momma Rabbit went to her refrigerator. She wanted to cook a splendid dinner for the family. “Let’s see. I’ve a bunch of carrots, a head of lettuce and some grass hay. A fine dinner we’ll have today!” Momma Rabbit was pleased. She began cutting up the greens, thinking of the lovely dinner she was going to make.

Baby Rabbit came into the kitchen to see what Momma Rabbit was doing. “Shall I help you cut up the carrots, Momma?” Baby Rabbit asked. “Oh what a dear you are! Why don’t you sit by me and keep me company instead?” Momma Rabbit said. And so, Baby Rabbit sat and watched her mother busy herself around the kitchen.

When Momma Rabbit sliced through the lettuce, she had a horrid surprise. It was rotten at the core though it looked delightful outside! “Dearie me, how terribly unfortunate. To think it looked so pretty, but was rotten all along.” Momma Rabbit sighed. “Well I suppose I could use the good leaves and throw out the bad bits. Thank goodness some of it’s still alright else it would be such a pity.”

“But Momma, can’t we tell if it’s not good? I hate it when things turn out bad,” sniffed Baby Rabbit.

“Sadly we can’t. It’s all a matter of luck. When we get the good ones, we must be thankful. When we do get bad ones, we have two choices. We could save it if it wasn’t too bad. But if it was, we must not eat it because it will be bad for us.”

“We could use it to grow other greens instead! It could still be good for us,” Baby Rabbit squealed. “Yes we could,” Momma Rabbit smiled. “So nothing is really that bad in the end.”

Momma Rabbit and Baby Rabbit smiled at each other. It was a splendid dinner after all I’ll bet.


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Weekly Photo Challenge: On Top

I would post pictures from heights of dizzying landscapes from my travel collections but my neurotic brain adamantly plastered an alternative take on this prompt and refused to let go.

In my wildest imagination I would answer this prompt myself. Since I have neither the figure nor a willing photography partner, it will have to be borrowed. Pun on prompt intended for those who recognize the models.

At least, my imagination is mine, and my words are true.

Your breath descends, a
Sweet invitation teasing –
I reach out, enthralled.

(Picture credits: W Magazine)


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Daily Prompt: Junk Food Junkie

The most irresistible
Junk that makes everything
Alright has got to be
Sticky chewy chocolaty
Hot-baked brownies
Or sweetly sweet apple pies
Accompanied with
Smooth and creamy ice-cream
Raspberry vanilla or taro and
Succulent chunks of tropical fruit.
Unhealthy? Oh…
But they all came from fruit and plants
And other healthful sources
So I guess reasons suffice? 😛

(Picture: Apple crumble with ice-cream and apple chunks doused with caramel sauce)


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Daily Prompt: Can’t Get it Out of My Head

One day at the hairdresser’s
Their music was blasting
A catchy kpop tune, that
Caught my ear

Checking it out on youtube led
Me to another
The first voice I heard
Made my goosebumps appear

It was hypnotic, it was cool
And it got me hooked
Now I’m stuck with this
Earworm, I guess for good.


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Daily Prompt: Why Can’t We Be Friends?

I would start with
A big smile and eye contact
Say a bright hi
And shake hands at that

Break the ice by
Introducing myself
Tell abit ’bout what I do
Make a few jokes as well

When my companions are
More at ease, I would invite
Them to participate in
Conversation banters delight

Before they know it
We’d soon be acquainted
Exchanged whatsapps and twitters
No longer introverts.


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Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty

So the other day this person talked about how one could eat whatever one wanted without having to worry about weight gain or unhealthiness, by daily perpetual ingestion of pricy health products. I took a step back to scrutinise the situation, concluding it made no sense to feed vicious cycles.



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