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Not What It Seems by Veronica Jorge

November 22, 2023 by in category Write From the Heart by Veronica Jorge tagged as , ,
Female hand with colorful bouquet of autumn leaves. Closeup.

Not What It Seems


by


Veronica Jorge

Memories swirl in the air around my head.


Light flashes and flickers illuminating my thoughts.


Emotions spread a warm blanket over me and shield me

from the wind.

Joy dances around my feet.


Worries scurry away.


It seems I’m just raking leaves.


But I’m really counting my blessings, one by one.

See you next time on December 22nd!


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Tonight

October 13, 2023 by in category From a Cabin in the Woods by Members of Bethlehem Writers Group tagged as , , ,

Tonight

by diane sismour

tonight wasn’t to end this way.
i imagined her saying, no.
to turn away a life together, but she hadn’t.

we celebrate with champagne; the bubbles make her happy.
light as air, she calls her soul, springing to the music.
her red dress flares as a tulip, cupping her body.

tonight wasn’t to end this way.
skinny dipping in the neighbor’s hot tub. snowflakes melting
above us, her skin glistening whiter than the crystals,
shimmering in the streetlight at my touch.

tonight wasn’t to end this way.
her skin soft next to mine, paler than the moon waning above.
her soft snores vibrate my heart as a violin stroked gently.

tonight wasn’t to end this way.
singing a melody meant for our child. a hand on her still small belly, her scent a blend of ocean and oils smoothed over her limbs warm and tan.

tonight wasn’t to end this way
her robe covers translucent skin, stretched and thin. stomach
bulging, tight and still. no kicks, no movement, monitors
peeping, wires attached to places I kissed this morning.

tonight wasn’t to end this way
if only she had said, no, to hear me say goodbye.

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A Frog by any other name… from the Irish Poetess’s Typewriter by Jina Bacarr

May 11, 2021 by in category Jina’s Book Chat, Writing tagged as , , , , , ,

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I’ve been writing humorous poetry since I was a wee girl at me Irish grandmother’s knee… she’d chuckle and get on with baking her apple sugar pies and then winding her blue rosary around her gnarled fingers, praying, ‘What’s the lass going to come to with these ditties?’

I write.

Novels, mostly historicals these days and I’m finishing up a second Paris WW 2 novel while pulling all-nighters… I needed a break, so here’s a lighthearted poem about everyone’s favorite frog from this Irish Poetess.

Put the kettle on and Enjoy!

Jina

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The art of writing fairy tales

is a joy I claim.

But frog or toad, what’s in a name?

’Tis a prince I seek at the end of my tale

And that happily ever after, but to no avail

Ah, but yes have I the power of the pen

So with my snappy keystrokes Poof! I say.

He’s here. Amen!

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Here the first in my Occupied Paris series:

The Resistance Girl

Juliana discovers her grandmamma was a famous French film star in Occupied Paris

And the shocking secret her mother never told her…

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Not What It Seems by Veronica Jorge

November 22, 2020 by in category Write From the Heart by Veronica Jorge tagged as , ,
Female hand with colorful bouquet of autumn leaves. Closeup.

Not What It Seems


by


Veronica Jorge

Memories swirl in the air around my head.


Light flashes and flickers illuminating my thoughts.


Emotions spread a warm blanket over me and shield me

from the wind.

Joy dances around my feet.


Worries scurry away.


It seems I’m just raking leaves.


But I’m really counting my blessings, one by one.

See you next time on December 22nd!


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Smile And Be Grateful In The Little Things

July 12, 2018 by in category The Writing Journey by Denise Colby, Writing tagged as , , , ,

Smile and be grateful in the little things by Denise M. Colby blog post cute green car

I had planned to have completed the third post in my “How to Maximize the SEO Potential of your Website Images” this month, but things got a bit derailed for me when my mom’s health took a turn.

Instead, I found myself sitting in her nursing home room with lots of family and nurses coming and going at all hours. Even though I lugged my backpack back and forth, I never pulled out my laptop. I couldn’t write. No quiet, no time, and my mind was just mush.

How did I come up with this post, then?

I rented a car to drive home and had over 6 hours by myself. So I made good use of the time with my handy voice recorder in my Notes APP where I preceded to share my thoughts about all that happened.

I’ll call it writing words with my voice.

 

I’d talk until I had nothing, then turn up the radio and sing a song. Then more would pop in my head and I’d talk some more. There was a lot. I hope to edit it and share it some day, but right now it’s pretty raw.

And once I got all my thoughts about my ailing parent and all that comes with this chapter of my life expended, my mind started to open up on my work in progress, and blog posts, and ideas for social media, and….I think you get the idea.

Remember, I had six hours.

And I probably could’ve used more.

One brainstorm was to write about enjoying the little things—like the color of my rental car.

 

It was green. And small. And quite cute. It made me smile, which was good because I needed to balance out the tears that kept flowing every time I thought about my mom and all that transpired.

Cute Green Rental Car made me smile by Denise M. Colby

Isn’t It Cute?

The rental car guy even joked that no one should hit me because they couldn’t see me.

I found myself wanting to have good driving behavior because I was the only green car on the road.

I stood out.

And it made me smile.

 

 

When I stopped for a snack, I smiled. Whenever I changed lanes, I smiled. When I stopped for gas….yep, I smiled.

We need to smile at the little things. Sometimes that’s all we can do.

 

I find a smile leads to a grateful heart. And I am immensely grateful to have had my mom in my life for as long as I did. Yes, my mom is no longer with us, her body no longer mangled and in pain. And she is finally reunited with Jesus and my dad. And that makes me grateful, which makes me smile. Or maybe it’s the other way around. It makes me smile and then I feel grateful. Both ways work for me.

my three boys with Grammy and Raisin for tribute to my mom by Denise M. Colby - thank you, mom

My mom and her dog with my boys in 2008

I wanted to share a poem I wrote last year in her honor. It’s all written in one syllable words, which was quite fun to put together.

Thank You, Mom  by Denise M. Colby

To be a mom is hard work. More than I thought it would be.

It was not till I was in the role, did I know by how much.

The trials. The hurt I take on for my child. The times I have to stay strong.

Now that I know, I want to say thank you to my mom.

For all she did. For all she gave. For the love she gave me.

Her words were kind, she backed me up when I had tough days.

She taught me how to read my bible and pray.

Her love meant more than just words to me.

She poured her heart and life into all I did.

She had pluck, pep and punch. She shared in my joys and woes.

She was there for me through it all.

She told me I made her proud to be my mom.

She held my hand. She hugged me and told me she loved me. I didn’t doubt it one bit. I knew.

My mom did cool things. She was fun. She showed up to all my acts and cheered me on.

I was in awe of her and looked to be like her when I grew up.

I hope I am.

She told me she loved me, hugged me, prayed with me.

She is my mom and I love her. And I hope she knows how much I thank her each day.

Thank you, Mom

Love you Mom.

Picture of my mom and I by Denise M. Colby - Thank you, mom

My mom & me, 2008

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