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Dry, wet, the whole gamut
Choking, smothering the sound
The sounds of an old man
Coming from my body?
Surely not!
Things change
Time keeps moving
Grey whiskers in the sink
Grunts of effort
My way or the highway
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Gleaming, wet pavements
Still the early stages
Temperatures drop
A change of form
No longer liquid
Happening so fast
No time to react…
Now, looking at the sky
Birds are singing
Stars are appearing
Oh, my head
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Worn, torn, used, abused. Belongings that tell a story. Every scratch, every line, shows life. The character of a thing, etched into its surface.
Looking back, in years ahead, these signs of use can bring memories shooting back, sometimes in startling detail. And it is then that we can be glad, that we weren’t too precious and used the thing for its intended purpose.
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This is probably a popular answer to the question, “What are you allergic to?”, but ignorance certainly gets the biggest reaction from me. Whether it is a lack of education, a lack of empathy or simply a lack of care. People’s ignorance makes me come out in hives. It is up to me to control my reaction, only this week I shouted at someone who was blocking the road, and I have to work more on controlling my thoughts and reactions.
And also have to remember, at those times, that I have my own ways of being ignorant too. Most people do, it’s just that other people’s foibles are more irritating than your own. So, take that deep breath and practice some empathy before criticising. But, sometimes, it’s easier said than done.
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Just imagine what’s inside. Looking at buildings like this is always fascinating. I’m not brave enough to be an urban explorer, but watching their discoveries can be fascinating. Not being used anymore, what a waste. What is inside?
But even more interesting is to think about what it was used for. How many lives have passed through this place? What stories could it tell? Tales of joy and pain. Moments of stress, as well as calm. There must be so many clues, hidden inside.
From outside it looks scary and cold. And, maybe, it is just the same inside. Or perhaps there are hidden treasures waiting to be discovered. There could be fascinating machinery from a bygone era. Furniture and decorations to show how people once worked and lived. Or, of course, it could just be empty, with the occasional remnant to give a clue to its past. Whatever the truth, the history remains the fascination.
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Daily Prompt: Inheritance
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