Wednesday, 20 March 2019

Words For Wednesday

Words for Wednesday is a weekly writing prompt.  A group of us have taken it month about to provide these prompts which can be words, phrases, photos, music...just about anything. Anyone can join in.  Leave your writings in comments here or on your own blog but please let us know so we can come and read.   For those of you who are in withdrawal and are missing the lists of words that are usually provided here is the traditional word prompt for this week.

blasted, withered, derelict, broken, chained, and ground
fresh, growing, alive, active, hope, and dreams.

PLEASE be advised that the words do not need to be used as written here...the words do not all need to be fact, none of the words need to be used.  Just let the words speak to you, provide a picture for you, lead you.  Then, just write.

Have fun with this.

Monday, 18 March 2019

Poetry Monday

'Tis Poetry Monday so it is and having just come off St Patrick's Day the topic of BLESSINGS just seemed to fit.
Poetry Monday is the brain child of Diane of On The Alberta Montana Border.  Diane has been AWOL for quite some time now and myself and Jenny O of Procrastinating Donkey  have been taking turns providing the theme/topic for Poetry Monday.  This week the theme is mine and it is BLESSINGS.  Join in with us and see what you can do.

She kept her blessings in a jar
up on a shelf..way up...far
from probing fingers reach
"They're mine, don't touch." 
she would screech.
The old man on the corner
smiled as  I passed his way
and offered me his blessing
in his own unique way.
"May the sun shine upon you
and the breeze caress your face.
May blessings always follow you
and light your path with grace."
From him I learn ed that blessings grow
the more you pass them 'round
but those you prison in a jar
won't be for long around.

Faith and begorrah...'tis the best I can do with it.  Now Jenny...what's the theme for next week?

Thursday, 14 March 2019

Using Wednesday's Words

Janice looked dubiously at the hot air balloon straining at its tethers in the middle of Granite City Park.
"You really are going up in that thing?  Going to float along in midair with explosive gasses in a balloon over your head and nothing under your feet but a thin layer of wicker?"
"You are just letting your fear of heights and an over active imagination impair your judgement."  Jake stated emphatically.  "Don't
despair, I'll be back on solid ground before you know it. This is simply the easiest way to repair the tower lights in time for the football game tonight."
"Really!!! A ladder or a bucket truck wouldn't do it for you?  You have to get up close and personal with live wires in a helium filled, live flame heated, balloon?  Well, I'll tell you what, when you are a charred corpse with frizzy hair 'DON'T COME RUNNING TO ME' ."
Janice stomped off grumbling and mumbling under her breath about idiot men and their idiot ideas.  Too bad she didn't look back.  She missed the explosion.

Wednesday, 13 March 2019

Words For Wednesday

It's Words for Wednesday time yet again.  Anyone and everyone is welcome to join in and have some fun.  Y'all put on your thinking caps (mine is tinfoil) and let's see what you can do with this weeks....are you ready....rhyming words.

frizzy hair
hot air

Please be advised, you do NOT need to write a poem and you do NOT need to use the exact words in the list.  (well, you can if you want to) Just let the list speak to you.  Maybe you have a story about frizzy hair or maybe you have taken a hot air balloon ride or had to repair your car on the side of the road...just let the words rattle around in your mind.  Take a few days if you need to.  Remember....this is fun not a high school examination.

Tuesday, 12 March 2019

It's A Day

Here in Canada we have officially run out of days in which to have 'special' days.  And so...for your reading, March 12, 2019 is..
The daughter was a Girl Guide not a Girl Scout, the ground is covered with ice and snow so unfortunately no flower planting happening here, neither one of us likes scallops and as for pancakes....nope, not going to happen.  We have created our own day for March 12,, is income tax day.  Wish us luck.

Monday, 11 March 2019

Poetry Monday

Poetry Monday is the brain child of Diane of On The Alberta Montana Border (you can find her in my side bar).  Diane is on an extended vacation so Jenny O and myself have been taking turns providing the weekly theme.  Last week Jenny gave us MUSIC for this weeks topic of poetic conversation.  We've had some folks join in with us while Diane has been AWOL  and we are thrilled to death to have them here.  If you would like to join in as well you can leave your poem in comments or let us know where to find it.  So then ..... MUSIC .... and may I say it took me right to the very last minute to come up with something.

There is music in silence
that is soothing to the ear.
There is music in the wild wind
tho it's bite 'oft brings a tear.
It's in the swaying of the branches
and the rustle of the leaves,
in the frothing of the waves
as the mighty sea heaves.
There is music in a mothers voice
as she tends a sickly child
and in the hum of daily life,
lovely sounds and mild.
There is music on the radio
but I would rather hear
the music of our simple lives
that I hold so dear.

Several false starts and sadly, this was the best I could come up with.  Now, for next week, what shall I boggle our brains with for next week?    (fingers tapping)   ummmm.....
BLESSINGS..that's the topic for next week.  Good luck everyone,

Thursday, 7 March 2019

Using Wednesdays Words

This weeks Words for Wednesday prompt is TIME....
"Imagine being trapped in time.  Why, it would be like that movie, Groundhog Day."  Sally sighed.  "I've always wished I could go back in time and change my decisions and actions.  Things would be so much better if I could."  She glanced at Alex.  "What are you smiling about?"
"I have a little surprise for you."  Alex handed her a large gold pocket watch.
"This is odd."  Sally said.  "I've never seen a watch that showed all the years around the bezel.  There's an extra hand as well."
"Use this stem and turn the hand to the year you'd most like to relive; then press the stem in."
Laughing, Sally set the date to 1974 and pressed the stem.  "Now wha..........".  Sally seemed to vibrate and pulsate for a split second and then....she was gone.
"There now," Alex muttered, "I won't have to listen to any more whining about how she would do things differently any more."
"t happens now?" Sally asked.
Alex blinked.  She was back and nothing, nothing had changed.

Who knows....even if we did go back in time thinking to make changes...we might just make the same mistakes all over again and end up right back where we were (are).