Will we meet again When I’m dreaming My heart beats loud Like the ocean Rushing to shore Searching for you Are you dreaming Waiting for me Hold the dark nights I’m on my way Will we meet again? ©AnitaDawes2022
#Words
Yesterday’s Dream… #Poetry
Mouth full of words with nothing to say Empty promises that should never have been made Tie them all together, what have you got, nothing After a lifetime of dreaming, there’s a red flag Perhaps I should have turned around and started again Have one dream at a time, make it come true Yesterdays dream was one of the best I ever had Sitting at my piano, hands poised I freeze Inside my mind, I am playing, note perfect Concert hall full of people, seated in silence Applause, loud in my ear for the music in my mind Like I said, one dream at a time… ©AnitaDawes2022
Serving Time… #Poetry
Serving time, counting pennies Under the thumb, head bowed Ridden hard by the masters Valleys run deep with pain Every man, woman and child has the mark In their hearts they are free Love is more than they can hope for Love is the hidden desire waiting All wait to be kissed by those lips Nights would be less lonely Changes blossom in the strangest of places Every man shall have his day… ©AnitaDawes2022
Colleen’s #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge ~ Purple Calendar
#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 283: #Tastetherainbow-“Chakra” Color Poetry
My purple calendar hangs on my wall the days are crossed off telling me you forgot no red roses sent today our special day lost in the mist I ask myself; do you still love me? too many days forgotten, make me blue ©AnitaDawes2022
The Joy of Blogging…
After weeks of frustration, nothing working the way it should never mind used to, I am extremely happy to report that changing our browser has wiped the slate clean, and the joy of blogging has returned!
I have just spent all morning visiting everything and practically everybody and have not encountered one malfunction. Every like button responded, every comment was accepted, and passwords were always ready and waiting.
I didn’t meet any hitches, delays or errors of any kind.
Riding high on this wave of euphoria, I went for broke and went back to Buffer, a site I have used for years to schedule posts and promo stuff. For some reason, and I can only guess it began with a tinkering, they have been refusing to connect with our Facebook account.
I pressed the button, held my breath, and voila! We were instantly connected.
The transfer from Firefox was painless too. Everything transferred to Edge in literally seconds. I say everything, but I did have to replace those emojis on Twitter, but that was all.
When I think of all the frustration I have been putting up with these past weeks, I am kicking myself for not thinking of this sooner…
Off to wrap up the ending of Ghost of a Chance in a much better frame of mind!
In Silence… #Poetry
The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 365 ~ #Poetry
The power shot past me The sacred moment lost I lie under the covers A heavy ache held my heart I hear the owl in the woods The hollow crack of spirit The candle lit, the feast ready The sideways glance, the door opens Yesterday’s spirits rush in… ©AnitaDawes2022
Strange Things… #Poetry
Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge ~ Music
#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 280, 7/12/22, #SpecificForm: Lanturne or Lanterne
A lanterne is a cinquain form of poetry, in which the first line has one syllable and each subsequent line increases in length by one syllable, except for the final line that concludes the poem with one syllable (1-2-3-4-1). Its name derives from the lantern shape that appears when the poem is aligned to the center of the page.
Music sound gentle Soft whisper Words, drum, strings, flute play ©AnitaDawes2022
Pulling Me Under… #Poetry
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 