Day: March 9, 2022

I go to sleep at night

~ thereluctantpoet

Kambitions

And I forget myself.

In the morning, I don’t know who I am.

Or where I come from.

I forget who I am.

I lose myself in-between sleep and wake.

There’s a lot of memories made in one life.

A lot of pep talks we must remember to give each other.

I know who I am, by the time I go to bed.

But time and time again, I will once again, begin to lose myself.

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Human, or: Effervescence

~ thereluctantpoet

The Skeptic's Kaddish 🇮🇱

An American sentence in 10 words:

It’s cliché, but evil despots bring [human]’s meaning into question.

Another American sentence in 10 words:

The effervescence of Ukraine’s children has been flattened by missiles.

What’s an ‘American Sentence’?

Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He felt that removing the line count freed the American Sentence up for the idiosyncrasies of English phonemes.

The requirements:

  1. Composed in one line;
  2. Syllabic, 17 syllables;
  3. Condensed, written with no unnecessary words or articles;
  4. Complete sentence or sentences;
  5. Includes a turn or enlightenment.

#10WordJournal

The above American Sentences were first written for two #10WordJournal Twitter prompts; the prompt words were: ‘Human’ and ‘Effervescence ‘. This prompt requires a response of exactly 10 words.

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A day to remember

~ thereluctantpoet

Keep it alive

Today is international woman’s day, did you know?

It’s a day to honor all the women who are in our lives, and all those who have preceded them.

It’s a day to open our hearts and arms wide open to embrace the achievements of these remarkable women. It is also a day to strike down the barriers of ignorance and narrow-mindedness which stop our girls and women from achieving their dreams.

Replace the words; ‘You cannot’ with; ‘Yes you can’. Open the doors that were or are shut for them. Don’t confine them to your home, in kitchens or laundry rooms. Open wide the canvas of life, with all the bright, jubilant colors for them to try and experience.

💖💖💖

A woman is much more than a mere man
She can do what men cannot even imagine 
She has the strength of ten men in her delicate body 
Her…

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Falling sick in childhood and home remedies

~ thereluctantpoet

Keep it alive

Lauren’s choice for this week’s prompt is: Ouchies, owies, and boo boos.

This week, I’ll answer the questions posed by Lauren.

How did your family take care of minor injuries?

My father would use the trusty pyodine, and bandages, unless anyone needed stitches then it would be to the emergency room.

Did you have home remedies you used?

Hot water with honey and lemon for sniffles, salt water gargles for sore throat, cardamom tea for tummy ache.

What was the typical way to care for a cold or flu at your house?

See above! In addition to that my father would give us soluble aspirin for fever.

Were you pampered when you were sick/hurt or told to buck up and deal with it?

It was somewhere in between. We were given medicines for the malady and told to rest. Unless it was malaria. When one of us had malaria, all…

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