The House Of Plenty

RDP Thursday – CORNUCOPIA  Create a post (words/images/both) inspired by this word!


If something is good

we want an abundance of it, we want to celebrate it, we want to revel in it

we want to get down on our knees and worship it

in a place where everyone agrees with you- with us- we are one

inside the House of Plenty.


Maybe that is why

being different is frowned upon

walking out of step

in discourage

having the wrong colored eyes or hair or skin

is a sin

within the sacred walls inside The House of Plenty.


I’ve had one true love, one  great adventure and a dog

that we write songs about

and I have never

been invited once, never a member of

the sacred congregation who live

Within The House of Plenty.









The Face Of Summer

Final Thursday of Na/GloPoWriMo 2019 #25 :

  • Is specific to a season
  • Uses imagery that relates to all five senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell)
  • Includes a rhetorical question, (like Keats’ “where are the songs of spring?”)


I love the summer

so say my friends

who love to wear flip flops and insist they only feel alive

when the Sun shines relentlessly in the sky  and the cool nights close in

and the crickets chirp and the nightingales sing.


Cool fruit flavored  drinks in hand, swathed in slick, thick  Sunscreen

the Summer air is heavy  with the sent  of charcoal fueled  barbeques and freshly washed cars and

backyard shampooed  dogs

all around them

they sit upon their plastic chairs  and  cry in agony,  ” I hate the  winter”

relentlessly like a broken record.


My Summer loving friends sing their praises to the Sun.

Shouldn’t they be singing them all to Ra?

Because every Summer I watch my friends

take one step closer,  they are  one Sunbeam nearer

to looking like the

unwrapped mummies

on a shelf in the Museum of  Cairo.