Wed.Words: Kindle Windle Valentine

Kindle Windle Valentine

Went looking for something

He could not find.

It need not be something gentle or kind.

But something where the road would wind,

Which would be just fine.

Kindle Windle Valentine stumbled and fumbled,

Then rose to his feet.

Questions to his mind rumbled.

Should he take the path of dreamers?

Should he seek a place of solidarity?

Which would surely be a rarity…

With hands on his hips, a whistle on his lips,

Kindle Windle Valentine

Was done, then undone by all his searching

with thoughts in his mind.

He was tired of walking and working,

A place of comfort was where 

Which was where he started,

Which was just fine.

This week's words were supplied by Randomosity , Jacqueline has graciously agreed to supply the Wednesday Words writing challenge, from River, Elephant's Child, and Delores (great writers in themselves).

The photo and/or the six words can be used to inspire writers who are struggling with brain block, or simply want to do something else. The bold, underlined words are six unrelated words with which to cut loose and take a big leap.  You won't be sorry!

Slaughter of the Innocents

Happy Hunters with Cecil

Slaughter—that is what it is—slaughter.

The world news for the past week has been about slaughter of the innocent.

On MSNBC, commentators have spent a total of 41 minutes on Cecil the lion that was first shot by a cross-bow, tracked for some miles, and then killed by rifle.  His head was removed and he was skinned as trophies for the safari hunter. 

It is horrifying to think that a doctor would pay $100,000 for the privilege of having this experience.  Money for a life.

And then, there is the Planned Parenthood scandal.  MSNBC devoted 11 minutes on the sale of aborted baby organs and tissue.  Despite the covertly filmed discussions in a restaurant where negotiations over the sales were discussed, this is now being discussed as an assault on the right to privacy.  

Being that this all took place in a public venue, a restaurant, where every conversation can be heard, every table and occupants visible.

Finding a video on-line was an easy-to-find and nauseating experience.

Two doctors/technicians are pouring over two large petri dishes.  They are using tweezers to pull apart an 11 week aborted infant, setting aside the heart, brain, spinal cord, arms, legs, and more.  

These were placed in the next dish, clearly showing the above body parts, and speculating on the condition of the part and value. 

There is no way that I would post that video. But, I will display sonograms showing the babies at 11 weeks, 20 weeks, and 24 weeks.

at 11 weeks

Abortion are allowed up to 20 to 24 weeks, depending on the state's laws; this equates to five to six months gestation time.

at 20 weeks

at 24 weeks

at 24 weeks 

 Money for a life. Feel free to vomit. 

Slaughter?

Far from Home

Etsy: $9.00

So far from home.  So very far from home.  These are frequently said in my home.  Photos hold so many memories of childhood days, wedding photos of bright days—all do not do justice for longing of those babies cuddled and now grown.

My daughter now says those words to her own family.  Mary is and has always been an adventurer; she met and married Richard in Cambridge, England.  Now they are in Switzerland, along with 3-year old Benjamin.

Recently she asked to put my quilting skills to work and make some pennants to replace the baby-themed ones that then hung across Benjamin’s wall.

In front of our house

Don’t forget!  Remember us!  Here we are, little man!

Richard and Mary's families

Mary's side of the family

So far from home, but at least now we are almost there.  

Photos are iron-on inkjet printable fabric sheets. Works well enough, but I also sewed around the fabric photos. The pennants are detachable and reversible.