



Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word Pookie. Please visit their fabulous site by clicking on >> Here.
“Pookie” is a common euphemism for something cute. Well, I suppose my ‘strange orange rocks’ or my ‘smiling moon’ could be cute.
Donβt Blame the Moon
I see strange orange rocks
Among the fallen branches and leaves
Discerningly, time reminds me
They were not there yesterday
Enquiringly, I look up to the sky
And I see the moon smiling at me
As if to say, βDonβt blame meβ

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Moon seems to be up to mischief π
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Yes β¦ he’s a sneaky old moon πππ
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No …..blame it on the boogie π
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I think we tend to blame our problems on anything else but ourselves β¦ πππ
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Blame it on the bossa nova!
Lovely verse and vid, dear Ivor. Here’s a little ode to Mr. Moon. πΆππΆ
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Wow πΆ I haven’t heard that one β¦ π§ππ
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Really? Then I’m very happy for you! Enjoy, dear Ivor! π₯°
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This is lovely, Ivor. It made me smile.
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Thank you, Robbie β¦ I’m pleased you liked whimsical words about βorange rocks and the moonβ ππ§πππΆ
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Haha, I like it. You could write a song – The Moon Rock! π Thank you for joining in, Ivor. π
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Thank you, Sue β¦ maybe I could write a rock ballad πΆπππ§
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The blame game is kind of pointless anyway, Ivor. My late husband used to say, “Blame is irrelevant!” That is something I’ve always remembered. πποΈππ
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Thank you kindly, Cheryl …
“I pay no attention whatever to anybody’s praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings.” ~ Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
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That is a wonderful quote, Ivor! Thank you for sharing it! πΆ πΌ πΊπΈπ
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My pleasure, Cheryl
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Pookie is my oldest grandson’s nickname. Nice post.
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Then that’s a nice nickname for your grandson …
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We started calling him that the day he was born. He’s all grown up but doesn’t mind all of us calling him Pookie. β€οΈ
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Great photos…very pookie-ish! π Sweet poem…I laughed. π
I can’t think of anything the moon is guilty of…I find the moon to be faultless…a dear friend and so much more. π
(((HUGS))) π ππππ
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I’m really pleased you liked this one, Carolyn … it’s 9.00 Sunday evening here, I’ve been writing all weekend, and I’m almost exhausted [I must have rocks in my head – hence my whimsical poem] … I’ve been doing some ‘Anthology’ submissions … lots … there seems to be no rest for this old poet’s quill … so, I’ve done very little blogging lately … Oh well, I’m nearly finished, and I’ll be able to relax at the Cafe tomorrow … πππππππππΆ
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Yes, good! Yes, do take some time to relax. π
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Thank you π€ππΆ
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That sneaky moon. A moody sort showing his dark side. π
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Thank you, Eugi … I’ve writing non-stop all week, like I’ve got rocks in my head, … hence my whimsical poem … ππππππ
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You’re welcome, Ivor! π
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