Weakened Warrior: Week 15 of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with “W”

This was written yesterday night but did not get posted.

It is getting harder to keep up with my weekly post for Write Anything Wednesday.  How do you create anything when the brain is tired and body just wants to shut down after a long day. Wish the event could have been Scribble Anything Saturday. But on second thought, that would have created a war with my better half.  Weekends do not belong to me, weekdays belong to work.  So what does belong to me?  I do not have a viable answer to that.   Last week I was thinking of becoming a weekend warrior. More and more, it seems to me that I am becoming a weakened warrior. Resolve is faltering, commitment to writing is slipping. Barely do I have enough time to read all the wonderful blogs.  My better half has a foolproof remedy. Start exercising one hour in the morning  to strengthen myself.  What for? I am not joining the army to fight a war. All I am trying to do is win the battle against falling asleep so that I can finish writing my blog.  If I had one hour to spare in the morning, won’t I have slept one more hour to recuperate my strength? But I will have to show respect to the commanding officer, so I concur wholeheartedly and try to stay alive to fight my battle another day.

Another day, another time. Something happened during the day today that really affected me badly. However I do believe that everything happens for a reason. We may not see the connection when it happens, but long afterwards we can connect the dots. So I am sure that whatever happened today must have happened for a reason that would be clear to me in due time.  Only if I can stay hale and hearty till that time instead of my current state of a weakened warrior.

It is well past bed time and if I stay awake any more, tomorrow at work not only I be a weakened warrior, I will be a sleepy, weakened warrior. So no more thinking about a word starting with “W” for Week 15 of my fifty two weeks journey with “W”.  Both the words, weakened and warrior, start with “W”.  Who wants to read a poem about weakened warrior? so weakened is out the window, warrior it is.  I have more than twenty four hours to finish the poem, should be enough time even for this weakened warrior. Now only if Kristi(Writerish Rambling) does not forget, like last week, to send her Write Anything Wednesday post in time.


This post is in response to WRITE ANYTHING WEDNESDAY – MAY 11TH, 2016, Daily Post Community Event, organized by  Writerish Ramblings

 

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All the mothers in the world, I salute thee
Carry future of the world for nine months free
Some turn out fine and alright
Others are a lifelong fight
Are fathers to just have fun and make merry


This post is in response to LimerickChallengeWeek19  hosted by Mind and Life Matters

Mountains to Sand Dunes: 3 Line Tales

To fulfill Pharaoh’s ambition for immortality, thousands gave their lives
reducing mountains to pyramids.
We express our surprise where all those stones came from in the deserts.
Sand dunes, miniature pyramids themselves shifting in the winds, hide the secrets.


3LineTalesWeek14

Three line poem, maximum 100 words, based on the photo above

WEEKEND

Weekend! the thought of the coming weekend
Energized me with sweet dreams of sleeping late
Enticing mornings of leisurely curling up in bed
Killing that incessant alarm with a slap of my hand
Enjoying my morning cup of tea in bed
Naturally all good things must come to an end
Dreaded  reminder of the “Honey Do” list from dearest

Weekend day dreaming came to an abrupt crashing end


Week 14 of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with “W”

Write Anything Wednesday 5-4-2016

Weekend Warriors:Week 14 of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with “W”

Due to increased workload and unplanned changes in my schedule, suddenly I find myself with less time to indulge in my passion. I am at serious peril of defaulting in my commitment to keep up with my weekly Wednesday schedule of writing a poem starting with the word “W”. When one is tired and the body just wants to be in a horizontal position, it is difficult to  focus and write anything meaningful. I know the drill. First it will slip by a day, then a couple of days. Days will turn to weeks and soon the flow will dry up. I will have to drag myself to do the unthinkable. That is to think and write something beforehand and schedule it  to be posted on Wednesday. Ugh! soon I will be one of those heinous weekend warriors.  God have mercy on me.  Till I can rearrange my life around my new schedule, I do not see any other way of continuing with my commitment.

I am kind of a weekend warrior as far as exercise is concerned. However exercise was never one of my passion. Only because it is difficult to see my toes when I stand up, due the ever increasing waistline, grudgingly I do some exercise to keep myself mobile. I enjoy hiking and every Sunday morning, with a few friends, I hike the hills around our area. We average around six miles every weekend. Good company, nice sceneries and friendly discussions are obviously added incentives.  Look forward to the weekend hiking. That may not qualify me to be a weekend warrior but it may be close enough.  Slowly I will graduate to be a weekend blogging warrior or a weekend blogarrior.

That being settled, I am now left to find a word that starts with the word “W” to write a poem for week fourteen of my journey with “W”. My tired brain refuses to think too much. I will go with the title of this post, both words that start with “W”. If only I had some more energy left to write a poem either with “weekend” or with “warrior”. Somewhere  in the world, it must be Wednesday, but where I live it is still 11:00PM, so I have twenty five more hours to complete my mission. Till then I can sleep over it.


This post is in response to WRITE ANYTHING WEDNESDAY (A LITTLE LATE) – MAY 4TH, 2016, Daily Post Community Event, organized by  Writerish Ramblings