White Ghosts… #Poetry

 

Image by Ashish Bogawat from Pixabay

Grey clouds on white candy
Black clouds carrying heavy rain
Lovers kiss beneath outstretched umbrellas
Rain splashed pavements wait for blue skies
White prisms of light shine on polished leaves
Trees sway, shedding their last teardrops
The earth greedy with thirst
Eagerly swallows each tear
White ghosts painted on blue skies
Light souls shining through
Touching those below, covering
The earth with memory
Waiting to be remembered
Grey clouds dropping rain
Showering the earth with secrets
Children splash in puddles
As other feet did years ago
Lift your face to the clouds
Taste the rain upon your lips
Do you remember?
Does the taste of something lost come to mind?
Clouds will bring the rain again.
Teasing you, daring you to remember
Secrets of the past hidden in each drop
Clouds pass, unseen by many below
Tilt your head, see the magic they make
The shapes and wonder of sky art…
White bleached clouds sail across blue skies
The day is washed clean as if by magic
Pink clouds hiding behind pillars of white
The day sails through to the purple hue of evening
All is well with my world…

© Anita Dawes 2021

 

Macro Monday…

Image from Pixabay.com

This might be as close as I would get to the owner of these pretty scales!

Today was Supposed to be a Good Day…

Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

I must apologise for the confusion yesterday, as I have no idea why everything got so mixed up. If you didn’t notice, please ignore this post!

Today was supposed to be a good day, concentrating on doing all the things I enjoy, like creating a book trailer and working on more promotion ideas. So far, it has not been a walk in the park.

There had obviously been more tinkering going on overnight. The minute I logged on, I was plagued by something called Mcafee, insisting I had five viruses on my computer and simply must use their magic to get rid of them. Persistent little bugger, it just wouldn’t go away!

Then, I found that I couldn’t log into my emails. Apparently, they thought my provider didn’t exist anymore. Well, I spent the next hour checking everything I could think of, my temper growing all the time. Not sure what worked, but all of a sudden, my emails appeared, and I could start work.

That was roughly when I discovered I had posted the wrong material under a totally different heading yesterday. God knows what the recipient thought I was doing! I can only surmise that I need to take it easy for the rest of the day, give my poor brain time to catch up…

Jaye

Hope you have a better day!

Under Dark Clouds… #Poetry

Under dark clouds, a secret lay, hiding
No one person can hold on to it
Catching a falling star burns your hand
Over time it cools, revealing the secret held
Making time for magic, 
    dancing in the mind like a court jester

Fools have chased the philosophers stone, the elixir of life
Over many continents the pilgrimage continues
Rivers catch the ragged feet, sores soothed
Tales of heroes emerge from such journeys
After a time, heroes get lost, forgotten

Beware the one who finds the meaning of the secret
Little by little he would change the world
Everything you know would be destroyed 
    by power too hard to hold…

©AnitaDawes2022

Macro Monday… #White Feather #Poetry

Image by Myriams-Fotos from Pixabay 
After falling, captured, they have taken her wings
Greatness achieved by the sweep of a special feathered pen
Advance given, sales soaring to number one
Train journeys, ending in murder, mystery
Hunting for clues as to who the murderer might be
All evidence leading them on a goose chase
Circle back, check every piece of evidence
Holding on to the key, someone hiding in the shadows
Rain brings strange footprints along the corridor
Inside the carriages faces lined with worry as to who might be next
Seated in the dining car, a man with a white feather in his cap
Turning to his companion, he said
“Inside each white feather,
Every word lies hidden, clever the hand who writes the stories…”

©AnitaDawes2022

Small Minds… #Poetry

Today, we offer you another of my sister’s beautiful poems for your delectation…

I am keeping busy, desperately trying to organise the book launch for Ghost of a Chance, with a brain that is suffering a little under the new meds. Something tells me I should have waited, but stubborn is as stubborn does, isn’t it?

Wish me luck anyway?

Jaye

©AnitaDawes2022

Macro Monday…

Image by GuangWu YANG from Pixabay 

I have a good feeling about this week, and already pleased with several problems I have ironed out this morning. More puzzling updates, I’m afraid. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if companies took the trouble to explain the changes they create, so we don’t automatically think something is broken because we can’t do what we have always done?

Maybe that would be asking too much…

Wishing everyone a very good week!

Jaye’s Days… #Silent Sunday

This plant is called Honesty, one of my favourites…

Image by Frauke Riether from Pixabay 

It is Sunday. 

Time to take a moment to catch my breath and my thoughts.

One of these should be easy, but not sure about the other.

To be honest, I don’t think that trying to catch my thoughts will be possible, as some of them have been safely packed away in a box, deliberately out of reach. 

This is sometimes necessary to make it through the day without screaming.

I often wonder what other people do when that elephant takes up residence. I suspect, like me, they ignore it for a while, hoping it will wander off and find somewhere else to play.

Because I cannot do anything about this particular elephant, I must pretend he’s not here. 

Just like I pretend there isn’t a blockage on one of my arteries…

Or a certain member of my family’s health seems to be slowly deteriorating…

Or that I haven’t a clue how we will manage if the bills get any bigger…

There… that’s all of it back in the box; now I can concentrate on all the good stuff.

Luckily, there is still a lot of it around if you know where to look…

Just when I thought it was safe to go back into the water, Microsoft Word has stopped working, and nothing I do has made it turn up. So, I have been forced to see if Google Docs is as good as they say… and I must admit, it’s not bad…

Silent Sunday… Glorious Rain!

Image by Gosia K. from Pixabay 

This is my version of a rain dance… and tomorrow it will rain…

Jaye

Jaye’s Days… 30 degrees, and rising!

Today will be the hottest so far, I am reliably informed.

It’s lunchtime, and the temperature is already 30 degrees, so God knows what it will be later.

I don’t do heat very well, never have, probably because when I was a child, I fell asleep in the garden on a very hot day and woke up with sunstroke. Not something I would recommend!

I tried braving it and ventured out of doors yesterday. I survived but felt really ill. I have no energy, and my brain struggles with even the simplest tasks.

I thought I could make headway with the editing if I stayed indoors and drank plenty of water. I have half of a newsletter awaiting completion too, but everything might have to wait until the heat takes a hike.

On the bright side, we are promised thunderstorms and rain on Monday, and I cannot wait.

Neither can all my plants! We have a hosepipe ban in place, so all I have for them is the water in our rain butt. I hope it lasts until Monday, as it would be a shame to watch them shrivel up and die after how well they have done.

They’re not even red yet!
These were supposed to be a dwarf species!

As you can see, the plants are doing better than me,

so does anyone know a good rain dance that works!