With joy and smiles I skip through life
Ignore the urge to act my age
Adversity just makes me laugh
Jokes, puns, plays on words make me laugh
Give in to whimsy, give it life
Act my shoe size instead of age
Every year advances my age
Though death approaches still I laugh
Work as fun lets me enjoy life
I laugh through life at every age.
The 7th prompt for the End of Summer scavenger hunt is to write a Tritina with a touch of whimsy or nonsense. The Tritina is a “half sestina” made of 3 three line stanzas with a single line envoi at the end. Like the sestina the last end words of the first stanza are repeated in a different order in the following stanzas. There is no requirement or prohibition on meter or rhyme though the poem is most commonly written in tetrameter or pentameter.
This just about sums up my life’s philosophy. I’m not by nature an optimistic soul. I am at heart a worst case scenario person. I spent a good portion of my professional life trying to prepare for and then mitigate disasters. It made it quite apparent that I didn’t have near as much control over the cosmos as I wanted. That lead me to the realization that you can either choose tears or laughter. I decided to enjoy the little things, take the opportunity to laugh, chortle, chuckle, and even giggle my way along this road called life. There are some who pooh-pooh a less than dead serious approach to life as pure nonsense. But in the end we have to do what works best for our individual lives. (Yes, you can be serious and I’m serious when I say that laughter can be the best medicine.)
Love it Val~! Great poem and philosophy~! In fact I may try to do a Tritina later today, sense it requires no requirement or prohibition, which comes closer to my own philosophy~!
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Yay SAM! I checked out the link as your message made it to my phone email. Very fun post! I’m a fan of both cats and dogs (of course) but also like rats and bats… how do they fit into the scheme of things??
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Funny a rat turns our stomach, but we sometime think a mouse is cute. A bat looks at the world up side down. I have three bat houses on my place, You may see them on photos of my barn and the little bath house down near the creek. The bats use them as a “stop over”. If you go down to the creek in the evening and shine a light just over the water you will see and hear them flying just over the surface of the water, an interesting and beautiful sight. The cats do sometime bring in mice which are usually dead and lizards which are not. The lizards stay a while if I can’t catch them to put them back outside. I had one that lived under my dish washer and would come out at night, I named her “Lizzy” but she finally made it back outside.
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When the boys were in Boy Scouts they made a bat house and we hung it up. No bats. Then we took it down and it sat in the garage for 25 years until Sparky repurposed it as a geocache container. There are bats in the area but they prefer the more wooded parts of our neighborhood… And there are no great quantity of lizards or snake for that matter! I do like our tree frogs who are currently singing their little hearts out!
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Usually the only way I know that my bat houses are used is to look on the ground beneath them.. They leave an awful mess. We have many caves, bridges and train tunnels not too far away where they also stay by the millions and it only seems that I get a few passing through.
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The bats are home bodies and once they have a permanent home base that’s where they like to be – but when traveling they will stop over at local accommodations! All those bats probably love all the bugs in your natural areas!
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Like the act of shoe size. 🙂
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Me too! Sometimes it is good to have a moment to just be a kid again!
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That’s a great way to live. Nice work 👍
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Thank-you Mr. Mouse! I would rather laugh than cry any day – though I’ve been known to laugh so hard I do cry!
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Most welcome. It’s an amazing quality of the human body/mind/spirit, to go from laughing to crying and vice versa so easily.
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I rarely cry in public but I’ll laugh like a lunatic at the drop of a hat!
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Just as concerning in public, if not more so.
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Nah. Keeps my friends amused and my enemies off balance!
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Genius!
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Hahahehe! Thanks for the compliment!
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Most welcome
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🙂
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A whimsical dance through your philosophy.
Sweet.
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Thanks Carrie! Care to dance? I hear music and I bet you can really dance!
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I used to be able to cut a rug. I should turn up the music extra loud and see what happens.
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Hehe! Sparky always felt it was his mission as a parent to embarrass his sons as much as possible. In that vein, you could always twerk to some Nicky Minaj and see if your offspring’s heads explode…
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“Act my shoe size instead of age” made me chortle, for I too am guilty of it! 😀❤️
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YES!!! I’m so glad that you can laugh and join the frivolity! There is no guilt in laughing!
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Absolutely no guilt! 😀
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Good! 😉
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Love your poem. Hope your trip is going well.
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Thanks Andy! I’m so happy you enjoyed this poem! The trip is over and it was a real hoot! We had so much fun that it might take a couple days to get back into the swing of things at home!
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I am glad it went well.
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😀
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I just visited and I hope all the poets who are playing along with the scavenger hunt stop by to read this delightful post!!
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Sweet piece/peace, and wise philosophy. If people could see how their thinking shapes what is coming towards them…. *sigh*
Have you seen those images of Hotei, the laughing Buddha? I found one in a thrift; one of my favorite treasures.
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My grandmother had a collection of Buddhas and yes she had several laughing ones. I wish I had been able to get one but my aunt took most of them. I have a mother of pearl Buddha pin that I don’t wear since it is so fragile…
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I have a very old secretary (no not that kind silly~!) it is a tall desk from the 1800’s which opens for the desk part but has a glass case above which can be locked. In it I have many smaller items that I have collected in my travels. Among them is a hotei buddha. Sorry to say that it is Ivory but that was long past. So I have taken him out and rubbed his tummy with my thumb when I need to laugh but my thoughts of what he came from keeps him from making me happy… Sometime I take items and give them to others as memories of me, little do they know where and when the came to be in my desk.
I need to finish posting these things on my blog~!
I may have told you before that when I look at your gravatar I want to call you “Souris”~! Another of those French words that in sound is much more pleasant than it looks when it is spelled. Actually it comes out “sue dee” with a soft (d), more like “souree” ~!
SAM
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Vision de la souris would be a better descriptor of my blog but I’ll take souris as my moniker! When my mother was very pregnant with my younger sister she said “Paint me gold and rub my tummy” because she thought she looked like the hotei Buddha.
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The French writer Rabelais said in the 16th century, that “laughing is specific to humans”. 🙂 🙂 🙂
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That’s what was thought back then. Today research has indicated that many species exhibit play (and some make vocalizations that are the equivalent of laughter). You can “tickle” rats and they make a specific sound that indicates pleasure. In fact rats will initiate tickle play with their caretakers!
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great philosophy Val, hope you’re enjoying your trip!
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Thanks Kate! The trip was so very wonderful! I just wish I’d taken more photos!!
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lol then you were staying in the moment, best way to have a holiday!
I no longer take my camera on walks … yesterday I saw a whale breach, hundreds of large fish hugging our north wall, etc So I can totally enjoy it and not get caught in taking pics 🙂
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I started taking photos but since there were 3 of us and the others were taking pictures, I felt that for the most part any I took were just “extra”. That freed me to just enjoy the adventure instead of juggling the phone, geobag, and walking stick while trying to open the cache and sign the log…And I did enjoy the vacation! It was a whole lot of fun with Sparky and having saintvi along just added exponentially to the enjoyment!
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oh how wonderful, I didn’t realise Saintvi was joining you! And I’m sure those two will let you share their pics 🙂
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Hehe! Yes they have some doozies!
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aha looking forward to this one!
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I’m still gathering photos! It is an arduous process!
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tell me … I take too many and storing/filing them is such a pain!
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I’m going to give up on getting them in chronological order in the post – WP is not behaving well and I am making a mess of it. People will just have to figure out the order based on what I’m wearing! Hehe!
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it”s all the same trip so who minds 🙂
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Exactly! 😀
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I just came home from a day at work where I was smoothing the feathers of the church drama queens and it occurred to me that I should send them your poem. I get that we’re all feeling stressed about the question of vaccine efficacy, the situation in Afghanistan, global climate change, and a dozen other things over which we have almost no control; but, if we do not laugh, we must weep. I just read a book about survival and the author postulated that the one thing all survivors have in common, is an indefatigable sense of humor. So, let’s keep laughing.
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Judy you have my permission to share with the drama queens! Hehe! I doubt they will take it to heart but it couldn’t hurt! Yes, survivors have learned to laugh at the absurdities of life….
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Kudos to you. You are an inspiration.
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Gosh! Thanks Zakiah! As you know I can laugh at the ridiculous!
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My shoe size is 11. That was a very good year.
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Eleven is a good age… I think seven though is even more fun!
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Penny wore size 7. She liked having been a second-grader. It was also the last year she was her parents’ only child.
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I can see why she liked that year!
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Love this Val….and i am smiling the whole time…
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Thanks Mich! I’m very pleased you enjoyed this one!
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