The Versesmith

 Weekly Scribblings #63    Under the cedar, where the quince is in bloom, lies the headless body of the raptor.  The owl feasted soundlessly in the limbs last night.  ©2021 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved A true story, other than the time of year I found the headless bird.  There was no blood.  It had been a huge raptor, with beautiful talons, but still no match for the owl.  Apparently, owls know heads are where the most nutritious brains are.     

 Wordle 496   Prompt words in red.   to suppress the vote and lengthen the wait in line   with no water *   is not just a shame is an evil inhumane   designed to crush hope drain the spring in the soul   don’t trust them it’s always been about race   *As part of the so-called “Election Integrity Law of 2021,” signed into law March 25, it’s now illegal in Georgia to provide water or food to electors waiting in line.   In early voting for the 2020 Presidential election, Georgia voters in some precincts began lining up at 4:00am for what would become 6, 8, or even 10 hour waits.   ©2021 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved  

 The Whirligig 311 Old Perrine Bridge over the Snake River, Idaho ©1967 W.D. Smith   Prompt words in red.       He sat in the silent house, his face stiff , some might even say stony , as he read , signed , and dated the document.      Leaving it precisely in the center of the desk blotter for later, he slipped on his jacket, picked up his walking stick, and stepped out into the morning.        With no deviation from his usual routine , he turned right toward the river walk.   He paused for the passing autos at the corner crosswalk .   It wouldn’t do to meet his maker quite yet, therefore, he would wait and resume this last stroll once the light was green.      You have to admire his dedication to traffic safety while on his way to jump off the bridge .     ©2021 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

 Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt #350 Ronovan Writes  words: chirp and twilight https://www.invasive.org/browse/detail.cfm?imgnum=2154098#collapseseven The twilight silence is broken by the crickets Chirp of wing on wing     ©2021 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved