Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

a new year comes to florida

Shooting guns.

Exploding stars.

Drunken girls scream woo!

Another downtown Saturday night?  

Or the sounds of new year’s mo(u)rn?

fireworks display during nighttime
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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 I admit I cheated a little and used “stars” instead of constellation. The rhythm got me 😉

Visit their sites for further info and great writing. And Happy New Year y’all.

Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

Advice for the Girl’s Life: Variations on a Theme

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 the world your barely buried wrath       

Always be you
Never be you 
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Thanks to Sammi for the inspiration and the word limit (67). It kept me from going on and on and on …..

Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

Consumed

Burning blue

So hot I am almost translucent

But I want to be …

Unseen

Impalpable

Concealed

Hidden from eyes that watch

Obscured from those that see.

Invisible

Consumed

abstract art burnt color
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Today’s Writing Origin Story:

Procrastinating from the work I am supposed to be doing, I turned to my Word Press Reader. No intentions of blog writing. I have stuff I NEED to do! Deadlines. I’m just taking a short break to read some other people’s stuff. So I’m reading and I see that Sammi Scribbles prompt this weekend is TRANSLUCENT. I love that word. The way it feels in my mouth and mind. But I am NOT writing for my blog today. Things to do!

But …maybe I’ll just see what this weekend’s SoCs prompt is. No harm in that. Oh no. It’s a fun one!

Open a book on your lap, close your eyes, and put your finger on the page. Whatever you land on, whether it be a word, a phrase, or a sentence, write about it. Enjoy!

So–you know, just to see what it would be–I pick up the book on the top of my “to read” pile: Postcards by E. Annie Proulx (recently purchased at a used book store) and point. I land on this sentence: “Jewell was the one afraid of accidents and fire, had seen her father’s barns burn down ….” (page 36 in 1992 paperback version).

And instantly my brain connected translucent and burn and the prose/poem thingy (above) is what emerged. Can’t decide if I like it. Can’t decide if I’m trying to tell myself something! Perhaps it’s connected to my angst over the coming election. I don’t know.

But here it is.

Now. I am going back to work.

Probably.

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