The Wordsmith's Forge

This poem is spillover from the May 4, 2021 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from chanter1944, technoshaman, and Anonymous. It also fills the "being outnumbered" square in my 5-1-21 card for the Leaky Pipeline Bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by a pool with ng_moonmoth and fuzzyred. It belongs to the Rutledge thread of the Polychrome Heroics series. It is the first in a set, followed by "Who Can Create the Future," "Good Food Choices Are Good Investments," "Layering Flavors, Tastes, and Textures," "A Vibrant Symbol of the American Dream," and "The People Who Give You Their Food."

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Today we made a smoothie with:

1 cup Ceres passionfruit juice
1 cup Brown Cow vanilla yogurt
1 banana
1/2 cup fresh black raspberries
1/2 cup ice

This one is bright purple and fairly smooth.  The berry flavor comes through well.  There's some grit left from the seeds though. 

These are the notes for "One Act of Pure Love."

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This poem is posted as a Father's Day gift for Anthony Barrette. It was written outside the regular prompt calls. It fills the "Magical / Soul Bond" square in my 6-1-21 card for the Cottoncandy Bingo fest. This poem This poem is part of the Stronger Wings arc in the Broken Angels thread of the Polychrome Heroics series. It is the third in a set of three, after "Who Puts Their Life on the Line" and "Becomes the Saving Grace."

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Today is cloudy, muggy, and quite warm.

I fed the birds.  I've seen house finches, doves, and a squirrel.  There was a lady cardinal the other day.

I picked 1/3 bag of black raspberries, which is enough for a smoothie.  :D

The yellow Asiatic lily is blooming under the telephone pole.  On the patio, violas and Here-Lies-Butch daylily are blooming.

EDIT 6/20/21 -- I picked most of a bag of pie cherries.

EDIT 6/20/21 -- I cleared 3 spots in the prairie garden.

EDIT 6/20/21 -- I planted 3 spots in the prairie garden with native grasses and tallgrass prairie wildflowers.

The hollyhock is blooming!  This one is dark red.  :D

EDIT 6/20/21 -- I watered all the seed niches along the newly mowed patch of prairie garden.  I have almost notched the whole western edge of it.  I might get a couple more in later.

Lots of fireflies out.  <3



As it is dark and I am tired, I'm done for the night.

I had intended to write a batch of haiku for Father's Day, but yesterday wound up full of other posting activity instead. So I'm using my Plan B, which is to post "One Act of Pure Love," and I'm throwing in the rest of "Becomes the Saving Grace" so the third poem can be posted today.

This poem is spillover from the April 6, 2021 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired and sponsored by librarygeek. It also fills the "Social Graces" square in my 4-4-21 "Aspects" card for the Genderplay Bingo fest. This poem belongs to the Aquariana, Dr. Infanta, and Kraken threads of the Polychrome Heroics series.

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Thanks to donations from librarygeek and fuzzyred, there are new verses in "Becomes the Saving Grace."  Cas flibbers over Il Dottore's observations.

Today is cloudy and mild with a nice breeze, so I can work during the day.  :D  Last night it rained off and on for several hours, which is a big help.

I fed the birds.  I've seen house finches and doves today.

I picked a trolley of sticks out of the raked-up leaves from the yard. 

EDIT 6/19/21 -- I cleared 3 spots in the prairie garden.

EDIT 6/19/21 -- I planted more cypress vine around the support wire.  I cleared 3 more spots in the prairie garden.

EDIT 6/19/21 -- I planted wild grasses and tallgrass prairie wildflower mix in 3 spots. 

EDIT 6/19/21 -- I planted assorted wildflowers in 3 spots. 

It is dark, fireflies are out, and I'm exhausted.  *goflopnow*
 

These are the notes for "Becomes the Saving Grace."

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