What’s in Your Name?

Have you ever thought about why your parents named you what they named you? Have you ever asked?

Most people are named after a family relative, you know to be a Jr. or grandma’s first name is your middle name. It’s a way to remember them by or perhaps your parents felt your ancestors were honorable so they wanted you to share that honor because you looked like a future, successful, honorable baby!

Priorities

We’ve all got them.

If you could make a list of everything you need to accomplish in a day in order to feel good what would be on it? Drinking enough water, making your bed, running…? I go through my days with a mental list of what I absolutely have to get done in order to…what…keep everyone happy? Keep myself happy? Keep my dogs happy? Keep my boss happy?

Reading Vivaciously Through Another

When I’m not completely exhausted from life, I love to read. On average I read anywhere between 85 to 110 books a year. Lately I’ve been trying to up that number but, unfortunately, there’s only so much time in a day. Usually it only takes me about a day or two, three tops, to read a 300-400 page book. I felt really bad this last week because I received and advanced reader copy of a story and it took me 10 days to read it! 10. whole. days. It made me feel like crap because I was tasked with a mission essentially and I felt like I was dropping the ball. Because of that, and many other factors, I decided to rearrange my life a little to heap more of what want to do on my plate instead of what I didn’t want to do. (Goodbye long-term, online job)

Northern White Rhino

Sudan, the world's last remaining male northern white rhino, has joined Tinder in a bid to successfully breed and save the species.This is Sudan. Currently he is the last, surviving great northern rhino in the world. As far back as 1919, there were two to three thousand great northern rhinos in the wild. By 1989, there were only 15 left in the wild and by 2007, 0. Why, you ask? Extensive poaching of course.

When conservationists realized what was happening, they began to pull the wild rhinos and bring them to captivity in the hopes of starting a breeding program to repopulate the dying population. Captivity didn’t work so well for these big beasties. For one reason or another, their survivability rate continue to plummet in captivity. It was decided that the last few great northern rhinos would be transferred back to the wild, where, naturally, they thrive better and have round the clock, 365 day, armed protection from puny poachers.

Wandering

Yesterday and today I got the opportunity to travel to a state I never thought I’d ever have a reason to visit: Wisconsin. My work participated in a tradeshow and I got to experience what’s involved in these types of events. The show itself was pretty cool but a few of my photo opportunities came from walking around outside. Whenever I travel to a place I’ve never been to before it’s always interesting to compare the area to my home.

Poem #5

It’s a gloomy and gray day today. Perfect weather for this next poem that’s a little eerie if I do say so myself! Today’s poem type is a sestina. Here is the complicated google definition:

a poem with six stanzas of six lines and a final triplet, all stanzas having the same six words at the line-ends in six different sequences that follow a fixed pattern, and with all six words appearing in the closing three-line envoi.

Poem #4

Lilibonelle today.
Stanzaic: Consisting of at least 4 stanzas
Syllabic:  Lines may be of unequal, unspecified length
Refrain:  The nth line of the 1st stanza must be the first line of the nth stanza.
Pretty self explanatory here. The refrain basically means that the second line of the first stanza begins the second stanza, the third line begins the third stanza and the fourth line begins the fourth stanza. I called this one Birth:

endurance of pain
to listen to the joyous cry
the touch of fragile fingers
overfilling her heart with love

to listen to the joyous cry
of the first breath of life
screaming to the world
that its finally free

the touch of fragile fingers
whose grip holds
the larger finger of its mother
claiming her as its own