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periwinkle dreams indigo tinted starlight and violet skies As Linda tells us "It’s another prompt of the day! Today is your tenth prompt for Just Jot it January 2023, and it’s brought to you by Maggie. Thank you, Maggie! Please be sure to visit Maggie’s blog to read her post and say hello. And follow… Continue reading periwinkle dreams
Not the time or place Friendship as a metaphor A true love denied "Sappho and Erinna in a Garden at Mytilene," was painted by Simeon Solomon. As a gay Jewish artist living in Victorian England, his work was almost lost to history. Solomon, who was associated with the 19th century Pre-Raphaelite movement, had his career… Continue reading Friendship as a Metaphor
Shooting guns. Exploding stars. Drunken girls scream woo! Another downtown Saturday night? Or the sounds of new year’s mo(u)rn? Thanks to Fake Flamenco's New Years Challenge which asked us to "write about what the new year means to you.. We will write 5–7 lines of free verse for either subject." And to Linda Hill's JusJotJan challenge… Continue reading a new year comes to florida
Rising from the depths, the solo flame meets daylight. In concert, they join to purge the night’s dark shadows. Illuminating new hope. Image credit https://unsplash.com/@codyhiscox It's been a long time since I've been here, but I'm determined to make time in 2023! So thanks to MindLoveMiserysMenagerie's Photo Challenge and Linda Hill's JusJotJan challenge for getting me back… Continue reading New Hope
I was never a “convertible person.” Hot in the summer. Cold in the winter. Buggy. Windy. Nope. Not for me. But … I had to admit, I looked good. Red was definitely my color. A horn blasted and I shifted my gaze to the truck also reflected in the store window. Resisting the urge to… Continue reading Red is Definitely My Color
It’s miserably hot (again) in Florida, so I hibernated inside today. I was skimming through some photos and found this from a recent trip up north. It brought back memories of my youthful summers in the Midwest. August had a different feel back in the day 😉 It inspired the haiku (or maybe it's a… Continue reading Summers Gone By
All around me, conversations swell. I understand little but instead of seeming cacophonous, the words soothe. They distract from my reality until the prosecco dulls the pain. Then the old woman who runs the osteria stands over me, “Ciligie”? Seeing the cherries shakes me from my stupor. She continues, “Devi rimanere per La Notte… Continue reading Un’altra notte rossa
before evenstar after the glow of the day life’s final flicker Image courtesy of Casey Horner-Unsplash Thanks for the inspiration to Sadje at Keep it Alive. https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2022/07/25/what-do-you-see-144-july-252022/
Variations on a Theme Always say yes even when you mean no Never say I won’t when told it’s time to go Never raise your voice when told you have no choice Always choose the right path even when you have no voice Always stay the course as you walk that chosen path Never show… Continue reading Advice for the Girl’s Life: Variations on a Theme
in the calm, he waits as petulant clouds concede yielding to the light Thanks to Word of the Day Challenge (petulant) and Your Daily Word Prompt (concede) for the inspiration to help me get back into writing. Author Photo
Tina Stewart Brakebill 