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Books and Poetry






Terri’s Sunday Stills: Looking at Life Through a #Window

Sculpture of Francis Ford Coppola filming The Godfather – Savoca, Sicily

These dramatic kitesurfers must be quite skilled, as they deftly avoided crashing into one another.

Another dramatic thrill seeker…



Patti’s LAPC #282: Dramatic
Two parts hydrogen, one part oxygen
We fall from the sky
Destroyers of family picnics
Wished away through children’s nursery rhymes
Don’t underestimate our power
Shape shifters we are
Magical icy crystals
Captivating in white lace
Frosty blankets spread
Ominous sky dwellers
We approach in thunderous glory
A menacing specter
Burdens released upon the earth
We fill river basins
Flow with herculean strength
Annihilate all in our path
But don’t judge too harshly
For we also sustain life
Including yours
Inspired by local flooding in our area (southeastern US) and snowstorms further north. More to come…


So many doors to choose from
Yet I keep banging into the same wall
Time to venture out
The open road calls
Perhaps the right door will reveal itself
Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #250

Finding my true essence
I shall divorce myself
From others’ expectations
In a world of programming
It is difficult to know who I truly am
Influencers pull in all directions
Family, friends and cool strangers
Examining my beliefs and setting myself free
After all of these years
Does it matter so much?
Relax and laugh at it all
W3 Prompt #89: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Aboli, prompts us to:
“Write a reverse poem. A reverse poem can be read forward and backward (top to bottom or bottom to top, line by line). The meaning of the poem changes depending on the direction you read it in.”
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Weekly Prompts Wednesday Challenge – Divorce From Gerry & Sue



It is winter, yet this young maple tree has mistaken the relatively mild weather for spring. The birds love the tender blooms and the rare insect that buzzes about.
Here in the southeast
New beginnings start early
Yet cold clouds will come
Colleen’s 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 16
I. J.’s Birds of the Week Invitation XLVI

Passage of time
Slow and steady metamorphosis
Shedding skin scarcely noticed
Subtle transformation
Indescribable beauty
Sadje’s What do you see # 220
Books, blogs and podcasts
Too numerous to count
Tout health, wealth and wisdom
A magic pill
The easy way out
Trials and tribulations
Driving forces
Act or be taken down
We know what to do
Inner wisdom is our guide
It screams
“Just do it!”
Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #345 – Guide
Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday – “just do it” – I did a little editing to meet the 45 word requirement for Sammi’s prompt. 🤫
Oh, the sweet treats she brings
Out of love and kindness
Bless her heart
For she knows not love’s blindness
Her white teeth glimmer
Through full parted lips
She leans toward my chair
And plants a soft kiss
Luscious red berries
On the bòrd she does place
She lingers nearby
Expectation on her face
I oblige with a berry
And swallow steadfast
A pernicious bitterness
Leaves me aghast
I fall to the floor
But before I depart
She crouches down low
And says “bless your heart”
W3 Prompt #88: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Lesley, prompts us to write a poem inspired by Robert Burns, incorporating “some local dialect, slang, and/or colloquialism from where you live.”
“Bless your (her/his/their) heart” is an expression used in the southern United States to express genuine sympathy, but can also be used as an insult, such as to one’s intellect or judgment.

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge – Red