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Inspired By  RDP Friday: Satyr

A wreathed infant Dionysos sits astride a leopard, an animal sacred to the god. The tall satyr blowing his horn at the front leads the procession to the right in search of the next vineyard.
Etcher: Wenceslaus Hollar (Bohemian, Prague 1607–1677 London)
Artist: After Pieter van Avont (Flemish, 1599–1652)

 

In the Spring, Nature goes a little crazy

like a teenagers and adults who take a look at that one face,

brush up against that one arm in a crowded room

and their blood starts to boil in the center of their gut and goes roaring through their

veins leaving them breathless and flushed and wondering if there is toilet paper stuck

to their shoe or a wad of  ketchup or chocolate coating their front teeth, did their

underwear have rips in it, did their socks match?

And if it doesn’t occur to them in that moment but it will one day

this was the only time they ever felt lust and love at the same exact

second

and that they didn’t care how lost they were and that they didn’t care if anyone would

ever find them and bring them back to their senses again.

 

It Was Meant To Be

Inspired by the Daily Prompt: Do you believe in fate/destiny?

Card game:Cards of Fate
J.H. Singerca. 1890

When I think about the people I know

the ones who believe that fate and destiny brought them their true love

and that house above the Sea

where the sunsets are always golden and the sunrises are full of birdsong

and everyone who lives next door to them

stands when they are told to stand and sit where they are told to sit

and if that snap collar around their neck was a little tight now and then,

digging into their flesh, why complain? Why fight it?

Fate did this, Destiny helped.

This was meant to be.

 

The people in my life who believe in fate and destiny

took what they wanted, and said what they had to say,  to convince the face that

looked back at the from their bathroom mirror with  that slightly skeptical look

that it was Fate and Destiny that brought them to where they are now

complete with snap collars and birdsong

through absolutely no fault of their own.

 

The Call
Paul Gauguin1902

Meet The Bugbears

RDP Prompt: BUGBEAR

Ms J Moscoso December 2022

When I got married and changed my name, it caused a bit of a stir with a lot of the women in my family- both sides- both my maternal and  paternal which took some doing because culturally and politically they did  not have a lot in common.

What I did hear was that  giving up my name was a very ” Un-liberated ” thing to do and now that it was NOT expected of me, why on Earth would I do something so old fashioned?

The bottom line is, I wanted the same last name as my Sons and figuring they were going to be Fathers one day ( which turned out to be a life goal for them, they are both family men )  I wanted the same name as my Grandchildren.

Before I got married my name was Godfrey- which sounds dignified and I thought it sounded like a writer’s name. So I was cool with it.

Then before we got married Luis told me that a rough translation of ‘ Moscoso’ is

Mosca” Flies ”  / Oso ” bear ” which works out as ” Bugbear “.

Now when I found out my name roughly identified me as a creature like a boogeyman or a bugaboo, I thought-

that’s the name for ME.

Photo J.M. Moscoso

It Was Love At First Sight

Inspired by The Word of The Day Challange: Lasciviousness

Love and death
Francisco Goya1799

I want you to myself

all to myself

I want your lips, your hands, your eyes

on me and just me all of the time.

 

I want your skin, your muscles, the blood in your veins

even those little bits of chocolate at the corner of your mouth

for me, just for me, I will savor every part of you I swear.

 

I will stay

until there is nothing left of you

except a pile of polished bones

said the maggot to the corpse

on the first day they met.