Winter-dark Afternoon

 There is a fly. Too small to be a FLY in capital letters

I dub it Fruit Fly. I don't know how it thrives,

tries to butt my desk lamp. Caught in the beam

it blushes red, translucent as a traffic light,

till it changes lanes to disappear in darkness.

All diversions are fruitless. It comes back,

an irritant with a knack of avoiding each swat

I swing...

Setting a trap with an open-paged book ready to snap,

I become a hunter, judging the moment 

to dispel the torment of circling gnat or fly

in the twinkling of an eye.

Persistence wins. 

SPLAT!

I sin; pray forgive such mindful murder...

Now this sorry tale can go no further.

Lift Off

Wisdom sits on my shoulder,
but I turn my face away,
unwilling to heed her advice.
Then thermal currents swirl
about us and I must obey -
unfold my wings and fly!

Thanks to some unknown machinations of Blogger, I have just discovered the six lines above, in a 'Draft' dated 18/8/2022, and showing a time of 00.03.

Now, I guess lapses of memory are pardonable, but was it really me who wrote them? What must I have been thinking of? 

N.B. Today, 1st September 2025, I confirm it was/is me, Jinksy who wrote the lines back in August 2022! How time flies. *smiles* 

But all that is by-the-bye. The more disturbing thing, was an email I got thanking me for 'restarting' my Alias Jinksy blog... I never intended to stop it!

But somehow, anything I may have written between years 2018  and 2021, seems to have disappeared down a big, black hole.  I shall attempt to fill it in - but have yet to decide 'How?' ! 

Hairy Hound?

 A hairy buttocked hound with a dose of delusional madness,*

I'm still a dreamer with a love of wisdom.

I’m not covered in scales, or given to ticks, *

but divination from bones of sacrificed fish is one of my tricks,

as I bend over at a sharp angle to contemplate my navel - ***

(I guess folks will wonder what the heck that is?)

I am known for philanthropy*rather than love.

So I pray any First Footer* who’s sent from above,

will be no shrewd, unprincipled person**but a good friend of mine.

Otherwise, why bother wasting my time?

 
*Cynanthropy - a delusion in which a person believes himself to be a dog, and behaves like one.
 
**Ticks are a group of ectoparasitic arachnids. Ticks feed on the blood of vertebrates including mammals, birds, reptiles and amphibians. Ticks feed on vertebrate blood before leaving the host, moulting and then finding a different host. Adult female ticks need a blood meal before they can reproduce.
 
***Navel, also called umbilicus, plural umbilici, or umbilicuses, in anatomy, a small depression in the abdominal wall at the point of attachment of the umbilical cord (q.v.). It indicates the point through which the mammalian foetus obtained nourishment from its mother through the blood vessels of the umbilical cord.
 
*Philanthropy - the desire to promote the welfare of others, expressed especially by the generous donation of money to good causes.
 
*Qualtagh The first person one encounters, either after leaving one's home or (sometimes) outside one's home, especially on New Year's Day; a first-foot.
 
**Snollygoster - a shrewd, unprincipled person