#Wordle ~ 421 #Poetry

 

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I pluck a feather from the air

An angel passing

As the champagne cork

flew across the room

The mirror ball spun

Silver dancing fairies lit the room

We jive to the sound of jazz

In a smoke-filled room

Clash with a stranger’s shoulder

The beat slows to a gentle sway

Dancing closer now

The feeling between us electric

©Anita Dawes

99 Word Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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99 words, no more, no less. It’s a simple constraint, an easy-to-master literary art form, and a powerful writing tool for creatives and entrepreneurs. Writers calibrate the usefulness and beauty of 99-words through weekly flash fiction challenges.

September 12: Flash Fiction Challenge

 

Being here in the first place

The friendships we make

The lovers we take

Fighting through the storms

While an angry mother

Tries to rearrange the world we live on

The beauty of a coral reef

The sunsets, the full moon

So many gifts

The hand of a stranger offering help

The sound of a new-born baby’s cry

Life continuing

Someone will always be here

While others leave

A reminder of our immortality

Art made by a stranger’s hand

That we like to look upon

Most of all to be loved

To love in return, to live, to prosper…

©Anita Dawes

#Writephoto ~ Reaching #Poetry

Due to our wi fi malfunction, we are a little late posting our entry for Sue Vincents #Writephoto challenge.

Better late  than never, I say!

 

Thursday photo prompt: Reaching #writephoto

 

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I fly over land and sea

Finding all I am meant to see

Astral body glowing bright

Alongside birds who fly at night

I see tall dark trees in winters light

Reaching for each other to say goodnight

Spring returns with summers oncoming light

New warmth returning bright green leaves

We sleep now beneath soft grey clouds

Curtains drawn against the dying of the light

A strip of blue as a reminder of days return

With a slow spinning world

We root our lives upon…

©AnitaDawes

Life as we know it…

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After the hissy fit had almost fizzled out, I realised there were a few things I could still do, even without our own wi fi. (which died on Friday afternoon)

I discovered a while ago that there was a way I could piggy back on someone elses wifi. With their permission of course. As luck would have it, we have family living next door, and while this is sometimes not a good thing, it would save my sanity now.

There was just one hitch to this, always is, isn’t there. My newly instaolled Windows 10 didn’t seem to know about this trick, ay least I couldn’t find how to do it anywhere.

But I have done it before, on my laptop. This runs on Windows 8 and has saved my bacon on more than one occasion. Everyone should have another way of connecting to the internet in times of trouble!

I couldn’t post anything yesterday, and it haunted me all night, then I had an idea.

I could repost something from our WP archives, just so our site doesn’t look so bare.

Although I can no longer access my image files, despite racking my brains, I have found a temporary solution for this problem too. WP Media files contain every image I have ever used, so a neat supply there. I know this chaos will only be until Wednesday (at least, I hope its only until Wednesday) but I actually need to blog every day. Sad, I know.

I have been taking advantage of the quiet moments by finally finishing PayBack. Although having said that, I wonder if it should have a rounding up of the loose ends chapter? Especially if there might be a sequel.

I have yet to discover how to print something using the laptop, but I will find out.

(I hope!)

Jaye

#Jaye’s Journal ~ Week 37

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Emails: Do you find them delightful or disastrous?

There are days when I find our never-ending list of emails such a chore. Days when the list is stuffed full of messages from people I don’t know, and endless advertising.  Not to mention all the get-rich schemes and must-have courses that cost a fortune!

It can take two hours to sift through them all and this must be done twice a day, seven days a week.

Today was a good day. There were several beautiful poems, inspiring stories and articles that had me reaching for my notebook. Smiling one moment, then wiping the tears from my eyes the next. There was also a couple of helpful posts that might make my life more interesting.

I like to share the better and more helpful emails with our readers, when we get them, of course. I mean, you can never have too much of a good thing, and if we can cheer up or help at least one person each day, I consider that a good day.

There is one aspect of our email list that does concern us, and that is the amount of companies trying to fool you into opening their emails for fraudulent purposes. We are advised to ignore them and never open them, but if it’s a company you use or belong to, it can be worrying. Supposing it’s genuine and you really need to read it?

I mean, how are we supposed to know the difference?

Much more of this, and I can see that letter writing might be making a comeback!

#My Other Love… Size Matters…

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Size Matters

 

Most people think bonsai are just small trees in pots, but they can be any size. There seems to be so many different names, too which makes it all very confusing.

Japanese classification Required hands to move bonsai Approximate size
     
Imperial Eight-handed bonsai 60 to 80 inches
Hachi-uye Six-handed bonsai 40 to 60 inches
Dai or Omono Four-handed bonsai 30 to 48 inches
     
Chiu or Chumono Two-handed bonsai 16 to 36 inches
Katade-mochi One-handed bonsai 10 to 18 inches
     
Komono One-handed bonsai 6 to 10 inches
Mame One-handed bonsai 5 to 8 inches
Shito or Keshitsubo Fingertip bonsai Under 2 inches

Traditionally, the size of bonsai was measured by the number of hands needed to carry the tree.

For some reason, I have never considered having a large bonsai. Probably because they are not too easy to handle or for the amount of space they would need. Wherever we have lived, and there have been a few moves, I must always steal space for my bonsai. I start with one, but soon acquire more, either from seed or gifts from the birds. Sadly, most of our moves have meant giving away my collection, and I have lost some good ones this way. But it never takes me long to start again!

 

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Repotting even medium sized bonsai can be backbreaking, especially if you have several to cope with. When Anita brought home a 4-foot Christmas tree last year that had been abandoned in the Christmas rush, turning it into a bonsai never occurred to me. I was just so pleased that they hadn’t chopped off its roots and it has sat in its pot at the bottom of my garden ever since.

I was glad to adopt this tree, probably because of my despair at how many trees are killed every year in the name of Christmas. This one had been spared and that made it very precious to me. I have been meaning to plant it somewhere special, but finding the time do this and a suitable place in our jungle of a garden has not been easy. So, why has my mind, some 8 months later, come up with the idea that it could be my first large bonsai?

How the idea even found room in my head in the first place was amazing, for I haven’t been able to think of anything except my WIP for months.

My problem with ideas like these, is they tend to keep growing (a bit like the Christmas tree) So, just in case I haven’t enough to think about, I know I have a new project.

 

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I spent a long time studying it yesterday and it wasn’t long before I realised this could well be an impossible task. There were such a lot of big branches and I don’t have a clue as to which ones to keep and which to prune.

I have a feeling that this project might take a lot longer than I thought…

©JayeMarie

 

 

#Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge…

 

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Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 144 #SynonymsOnly

Here are the two words for this week:

“Enchant & Fly”

HERE’S THE CATCH: You can’t use the prompt words! SYNONYMS ONLY! 

I

Pilot

My own dreams

Nightmares come too

They won’t be held back

My mind captivated

By the charms in this strange world

The people I greet I may meet

I feel my heart flutter try to wake

Back here in my own world they are waiting

I circle, I climb, drifting over strange worlds

Shadowed nightmares follow close behind

My heart now beats a kettle drum

I run, try to reach safety

What part of this nightmare?

Do I bring back home?

This spinning thread

Of silver

Broken

dreams

©AnitaDawes

#Wordle 420 #Poetry

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Justice, no more than a roll of the dice

An acid tongued judge, passing judgement

On other people’s lives

Often without knowing the true story

As to how this poor soul stood in the dock

I leave the jury room, outside, the hail hits me

On the back of my neck

I act instinctively, run for cover

Safe, I scratch the back of my neck

It feels sore. Acid rain maybe.

I know where I would rather be

I need to burrow under my duvet

Forget the world, for me it often runs too fast

I hate the feeling of being the one

To tamper with someone’s problems

I judged him guilty on the evidence given

Too fast, his life now behind bars

Maybe I will bake a cake with a file hidden inside

So, he can hack his way to freedom

No one knew I had been living with this man

For the past ten years, on ill-gotten gains…

©Anita Dawes

99 word Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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99 words, no more, no less. It’s a simple constraint, an easy-to-master literary art form, and a powerful writing tool for creatives and entrepreneurs. Writers calibrate the usefulness and beauty of 99-words through weekly flash fiction challenges.

Carrot Ranch is a dynamic online literary community for those practicing craft, reading stories and discussing process. Charli Mills is the lead buckaroo who hosts challenges, guest blogs, and an annual multi-contest called the Flash Fiction Rodeo.

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September 5, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that shows true grit. You can use the phrase or embody the theme. Who or what has true grit? Go where the prompt leads you!

 

True Grit (or Determination)

Over the years I have noticed

How many members of my family

Grit their teeth when trying hard

To achieve their goal

I tend to do this when getting angry

My teeth grit, my jaws clench

Muscles moving, trying not to let out words

I could not take back

I have seen a young woman

Eyes bulging, teeth gritted

Trying desperately to move her car out of harm’s way

A lot of teeth are getting worn down by determination

I did wonder why no one offered to help

Maybe they worried about their teeth

Do you do the same?

©Anita Dawes