August 14th, 2017

polychrome

Poem: "Two Foxes"

This poem is spillover from the July 4, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was inspired by prompts from Dreamwidth users Redsixwing, Antisocialite_forum (Deacon), Curiosity, Alatefeline, Kengr, Sweet_sparrow, Technoshaman, Mdlbear, Chanter_greenie, Helgatwb, Elf, and Callibr8.  It also fills the "helplessness" square in my 5-29-17 card for the Pride Bingo fest.  This poem belongs to the Iron Horses thread of the series Polychrome Heroics.

This microfunded poem is being posted one verse at a time, as donations come in to cover them.  The rate is $.50/line, so $5 will reveal 10 new lines, and so forth. There is a permanent donation button on my profile page, or you can contact me for other arrangements. You can also ask me about the number of lines per verse, if you want to fund a certain number of verses.
So far sponsors include: DW user Bairnsidhe, ng_moonmoth, general fund

FULLY FUNDED
363 lines, Buy It Now = $182
Amount donated = $103
Verses posted = 57 of 102

Amount remaining to fund fully = $79
Amount needed to fund next verse = $.50
Amount needed to fund the verse after that = $1.50


Warning: This poem contains controversial topics. Highlight to read the warnings, some of which are spoilers.  It features reference to rough justice, anxiety, self-recrimination, alternative sex/gender dynamics, caregiving skills, revenge, spirituality, reference to past gaybashing, blessed with suck, unwelcome outing of a transperson to self, identity issues, what genders mean, two-spirit dress modes, Kenzie's new name, and other challenges. If these are touchy topics for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before reading onward.

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Monday Update 8-14-17

These are some posts from the later part of last week in case you missed them:
Sunday Yardening
Oui Yogurt
Unsold Poems from the August 1, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl
Poetry Fishbowl Report for August 1, 2017
Saturday Yardening
Nudibranchs on YouTube
Moment of Silence: Glen Campbell
Friday Yardening
Poem: "Find Yourself in the Garden"
Poem: "A Series of Transitions"
Poem: "Big Brother and the Cyberbully"
Wednesday Yardening
Moment of Silence: Haruo Nakajima
Poem: "Look at Me with Fresh Eyes"
Good News

There will be a bonus fishbowl on Tuesday, August 15 with a theme of "anything goes." Check your notes for whatever you wanted to prompt that hasn't matched a theme. Check your worthy causes and special interests for stuff I haven't covered yet that you would like to request. If you don't have ideas waiting, you can review your favorites and just name a character, setting, or storyline that you'd like to see more of -- I can supply more details from elsewhere. And I hope to see you tomorrow!

Poetry in Microfunding:
"The Inner Transition" belongs to Polychrome Heroics: Berettaflies.  Valor's Widow finds out what Stylet has in his backpack. "The Order of Their Stars" is now complete.  Astin and V visit a sex shop.  "The Higher a Monkey Climbs" belongs to Polychrome Heroics.  Pips gets worried about Jules and drops by for a visit.  "Two Foxes" belongs to Polychrome Heroics: Iron Horses.  Kenzie hears that the Iron Horses are going after the gaybashers, and feels uneasy over his own reactions.

Weather has been variously cool or mild.  We've gotten a lot of yardwork done!  Currently blooming: dandelions, marigolds, petunias, lantana, million bells, snapdragons, zinnias, firecracker plant, white and red clover, morning glories, spiderwort, echinacea, blackberry lilies, Queen Anne's lace, frost asters, cup plant, black-eyed Susan, torenia, purple aster, rose campion, some yellow thing in the wildflower garden, butterfly milkweed, thistle.  Yellow coneflowers and naked ladies are almost done. 
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Monday Yardening

Today is mild and humid with cloud cover.  We cut several piles of weeds from around the lilac bushes, then hauled them to the grass wall or the firepit.

I had to quit early because the mosquitoes were eating me alive.  That was ten minutes ago and I still have pink imprints of my hand on my thighs.  I can actually count the fingers on one.  The other slap marks have mostly faded.

EDIT 8/14/17: I went back out and picked up a bucket of sticks from the house back toward the eastern edge, then dumped that in the firepit.