Yesterday I woke up at 3:30, put the blog together and never fell back to sleep. I ended up playing games and reading. Finally at nine I could not keep my eyes opened any longer. I ended up going for a morning nap. I hope this is not repeated again today as it’s 3:15am right now.
First off I have a severe case of writers block. I hope it’s temporary. I did get things written to post today; as well as the daily word challenge pieces. But it seems all of a sudden my mind blank. That’s why I have not done any work on FtS lately.
Now for Terry’s daily word, GARDEN. I did two pieces (before writers block kicked in). The first about a flower snatcher. It a whimsical piece. The second about a serious gardener.
I loved writing the wacky holidays yesterday. I enjoy grilled cheese and only red licorice. Sambuca I think has a licorice taste definitely.
My main writings is a love or lost love poem. How I pictured the event in my mind. I could see the woman looking through her box of hidden treasures. The second piece goes hand in hand with things going on in my life. The person I named the magician can make me feel invisible or seen; depending on their mood.
Funny yesterday that individual actually said hello. They seemed a bit friendly that I got an odd feeling. I realize they’ll want something from me; and I think I can figure out what. Definitely I’ll need to watch my back; keep cautious around them. Enough said.
Today is Tuesday and I’m in a state of writers block since yesterday afternoon.
I hoped being at my meeting gave me fodder for writing but so far nothing.
Perhaps later something will come to me. I know if I think about being at the veterans club some event may trigger my creative thoughts.
Until tomorrow....happy day to you and as always Stay Safe.
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MEMORY BOX
As I opened the memory box
I find his letters now yellow with age
tied with a pink ribbon
Carefully untying it....I reread each one
the ink fading on the once pristine
white paper
My eyes moisten as I think of him
picturing him in my mind as he was
those many years ago
Those hypnotic blue eyes....his long
blonde lashes
the mysterious smile
His letters containing poetic words of
love....of hope
so tender....so sweet....so caring....
full of compassion
Under the letters lies the blue velvet
box
Picking it up....opening the lid
An emerald ring sits inside
The dark green gem surrounded by
diamonds gleaming
In the safety of my memory box
it stayed hidden for thirty-six years
I place it back on my finger
today....the anniversary of when he said Goodbye
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BUSINESS AS USUAL
A text I sent to the magician
will he acknowledge it
or will it be invisible as he makes me
I wait patiently for a reply
knowing he’d have to answer
like it or not
He will have to reply....it is imperative
So he plays the game
and so do I
He sees me when needed
his position depends on it
but....so does mine
Business must go on....we both agree
on that
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SNATCHING a DAIRY
Excuse me I do beg your pardon
I did not see you there in the garden
Just stopped to admire your lovely
flowers
Planting and weeding you sure spent
many hours
Truthfully I wanted to pick one little
daisy
To tear off the petals, I know it sounds
crazy
Needed to know if he loves me or not
Never thought though I would get
caught
But if I can have one little bloom
I’d be very grateful
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GARDENING
What to plant in my garden this year?
Tomatoes, beans, peppers and squash
And maybe cucumbers or onions
They would taste great in a salad
I plant the seeds, work from scratch
Not purchase seedlings as in the past
How proud I’ll be once my garden
begins to flourish
It’ll be a labor of love to share my
harvest with family
They’ll all be surprised I don’t have
a black thumb after all
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WACKY HOLIDAYS APRIL 12th
(National Grilled Cheese Sandwich Day;
National Licorice Day; National Big
Wind Day and Walk on Your Wild Side
Day)
Grilled cheese sounds like a great lunch
with a bowl of tomato soup
then have red licorice for dessert
Comfort foods do I need today
They will be soothing before I go to a
meeting
The big winded arrogant individual will
be there
Need to have a calm feeling to deal with
him
Perhaps after the meeting I’ll be wild
and order a shot of Sambuca or two
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