Hagar & the Hand-Vac

She bought a hand-vac

red as lipstick hookers wear

but not her, never

Dude said it was powerful

could suck up a good-size cat

she had no cat, so

selling point was lost on her

Home, she plugged it in

pressed it against her temple

praying memories be gone

~ Hagar

Cape Hope ~ Sunday Whirl

https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2026/01/25/wordle-741/

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We were wonderland-bound

a place called Cape Hope…

each of us desperately needed

hopeclarity, peace, direction

a future that offered more

than we’d experienced last year…

when we arrived noonday sun

was blindingly bright, glittering

on every inch of packed snow, ice–

we passed three churches

before seeing the one we’d chosen

by way of same dream we’d

had in past month–

it was hardly more than a chapel

yet the Cross in the window

above the altar embraced

entire interior, the mosaic

fairly vibrating with colors…

we were on our knees

heads bowed, mute tears

coursing down our cheeks–

Everything will be alright…

these were words we heard

from the Voice within silence…

Sovereign God of grace, mercies

ever-faithful throughout the ages…

His hand was turning the wheel–

~ Cale