
Wailing for their men,
Weeping widows in a row
Sorrow, no solace.
Hard fought wars in vain;
History keeps repeating
Our eternal sigh.

Wailing for their men,
Weeping widows in a row
Sorrow, no solace.
Hard fought wars in vain;
History keeps repeating
Our eternal sigh.

Under light so bright
The madness of a full moon
Makes fools fall in love.
[There’s a lovely full moon tonight.]

Solve a problem now?
Late afternoon humdinger
Just before closing.
5 ‘til 5 P.M.,
Weekend about to begin;
Leave it for Monday.
Why am I still here?
Should have left right after lunch;
I woke up too late.

Image: Pixabay
Vater, padre, pa,
Or by any other name,
You’re honored today.
Thanks for all you’ve done.
Ev’ry day is a blessing
With you in our life.
Grill man, dishwasher,
Among other roles you play;
Happy Father’s Day!
Hungary at last;
Kecskemét and Budapest,
All fun and no rest.
∞ ∞ ∞









Next, Bratislava,
Crossed the bridge to Austria,
Walked with stamina.
∞ ∞ ∞





Started out in Prague,
I’ve so much to catalog.
Was I all agog!
[The photos that follow include Church of St. Nicholas, the Lennon Wall, St. Vitus Cathedral, Prague Castle, Powder Gate, the Astronomical Clock, Hotel Rott, Dvorák Museum, Alfons Mucha Museum, Petrin Park, The Loreto, and Konopište and Karlštejn Castle.]





Sweaty and winded,
Greeted with closed boarding gate,
Missed connecting flight.
Re-routing given,
This time a two-hour delay;
Murphy’s Law gone wild.
Frazzled since midnight
Checked-in carry-on is lost,
Along with my mind.

Image by Hymn
Tucked between pancakes,
Chocolate-chipped strawberries,
Coconut sprinkled.
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Pancake ingredients all mixed in a bowl:
1 ¼ cups pastry flour
1 tbsp baking powder
1 tbsp raw sugar
1-2 tbsp flaxseed meal
¾-1 cup leftover cooked oatmeal
1-2 cups homemade tapioca pudding
1 egg
3 tbsps cooking oil (I used safflower oil)
Enough cups of almond milk (or flaxseed milk or any milk) to make your batter not too thick or thin, whichever you prefer
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