one word sunday: beloved

i don’t have a beloved now.  i wish i did.  i think i make an excellent beloved for someone out there.

i’m thoughtful, kind, honest, careful, affectionate.  i’d make a grade-A beloved.  If beloveds were graded.

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one word sunday: plaid

plaid makes me think of scotland.

a country i long to visit, growing up on scottish lairds and highlands.

i have this delusion where i’m hopelessly lost in the scottish countryside, then somehow stumble into a dilapidated castle and when the owner sees me, immediately falls in love with me and drags me to his bedroom which of course is in the tower of said dilapidated castle.  Of course, i fall in love back with him.  And of course, he is handsome and gothic and thoroughly male.  And beyond super-excellent in bed.

plaid also makes me think of a kilt i used to own. when i was into kilts.

unfortunately, fashion is a demanding mistress (or master) so whenever i wore it, plaid being heavy cotton and all, my legs sweat.  So I ended up only wearing it a handful of times before I had to retire it due to the expanding waistline issue.  Mine that is.

one word sunday: sideburns

do they have an evolutionary purpose – sideburns?  are they supposed to protect our ears? and if so, from what? insects? are insects even afraid of the extraneous hair that seems to grow beside our ears?  perhaps their role is not as protectors or defenders – but as friends!  Friends and companions to ears that are the only organ on each side of our heads.  Perhaps without sideburns to crack jokes with or discuss existentialism – our ears would be extremely lonely organs.  I can imagine when left-ear hears a gossip, it whispers to left-sideburn and left-ear will wiggle in indignant while left-sideburn rustles, curious.  Sideburns.  They could be more meaningful than we give them credit for.  They keep our ears company.

one word sunday: wrath

wrath is more than angry.

it’s enduring, silent, seething, focused, devastating, all-consuming. 

it evokes visions of heat and fire.  Revenge, betrayal. 

Wrath is what happens when anger is not enough.  When anger seems a small feeling, insufficient.

afterall, it’s one of the seven deadly sins? Dontcha know?