GAME | STUDY | SAD | LOUD | BECOME
The rules are that I must use the above five words to create a poem. I can use any form I wish. This form is called a Shadorma, a non-rhyming poem using six lines. The meter is 3,5,3,3,7,5.
The game starts Before dawn in sad Lonely light. Where study Becomes a secret yell, sound Is a loud whisper.
https://jennifernicholewells.com/2016/11/15/one-word-photo-challenge-dirt/
You think it dusty from the surface? Try here under the centuries, waiting, Waiting for a moment when I return Made from the elements you so insult With filth and dusty growth. Wait until I arise, here from the Bench of waiting, competing, hiding. I am dirt dignified, a dragon born.
https://ceenphotography.com/2016/11/15/cees-fun-foto-challenge-roofs/#like-20747
The covering of night, of safety,
Here a roof to hide the dark,
Here a roof to mitigate the rain,
Here a roof to believe in until belief
Is gone under a sham of nonsense,
Here a roof to hold our past,
Here a roof to lie beneath and dream
Of one last love…
A response to https://janedougherty.wordpress.com/2016/11/16/where-were-you/#respond
Where was I when the night caught fire?
Alone as always I am alone,
Waiting for a wave of compassion or science,
Of fiction or poetry, Of well baked pies,
Where was I when the night caught fire?
Trembling on the floor, angry and hurt,
Disbelieving that yet again you left me
Without looking back. So I stood on the porch,
Watching the blaze from dead stars as their
Ashes reigned down and buried those
Without umbrellas to protect them.
I waited that night for someone to notice,
For parent, child, friend, but the silence burned
Through any preconception I had of friendship.
Where was I when the night caught fire?
Writing oceans of water to extinguish the flames.
I want one of each of these. Octopus are creatures of such strength, moral fiber, and mystery that these would be fun to decorate with. I’m sure I can’t afford them, but what great ideas.
Did you know that October 8 was International Octopus Day? Oct. 8, get it? Personally, I think we should also celebrate the other cephalopods: squid, cuttlefish (especially LITTLE RED CUTTLEFISH), and nautiluses. From the mad geniuses at Bored Panda.
“Octopuses are exceptionally intelligent and creative creatures, and have been able to solve most of the puzzles and challenges that scientists put before them in laboratories. This, coupled with their unique and fearsome appearance, makes them the perfect inspiration for stories about terrors from the deep!”
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If you are Caucasian, they
don’t give you the right to color.
You are branded by incandescent
Light bulbs which bleach and leach the
Color out of your existence.
“Be remorseful, for this is your done deed.”
But I’m not remorseful, no, not me.
I’m not a defiler, derider, denier.
I am the daughter of the 60s, born in the 50s,
Sent into the future, now past, to be.
Yes, to be liberal, caring, sharing.
Don’t blame my color for the criminal’s
Crime. I fought for us, the social bottom.
Where my eyes have always been open,
My family fought to insure their message would survive.
I’m not to blame for other handheld knives
In throats blameless and innocent.
There is a knife in my throat, exposing me
As red blooded human in the act of surviving.
https://ceenphotography.com/category/cees-challenges/
It’s been a hard day’s night, and I’ve been sleeping like a log. Yes, I’m borrowing these words. After the week we’ve all had, a Knight is what we need to save the spirit, the body, the soul and to snare the sneaking dragons hiding in our cardboard boxes.
It hasn’t been easy, but the spirit of the fight is still in me. Mother dragons are like that. We always find a way to come back from the outside. Since yesterday I didn’t know where I was or when I was, I’ve come a long long way. I picked out a car that I will buy so I can go to therapy, it’s lovely. A 2017 Mint colored spark with a black interior, back up cameras and has been crashed tested by my mother so it’s safe. I’ve read all of the new material on nutrition that they gave me at the hospital. I’ve worked on healing the bruises that the hospital put on ever spot on my body and I’m looking a bit like the dragon below. I’m just a little more scaly and blinking in the bright light. Sleep all day and feel almost normal. Tomorrow is the calling of the dragons, I mean doctors, for new appointments.
I don’t think I will ever go back to an emergency room no matter what the docs recommend. The Techs were great, the nurses swarmed around non-stop, but the docs in this particular employment situation called hospitalers didn’t have the experience with me as an individual and didn’t make contact with my regular doctors. There was only one who interacted with me as if I were important enough to actually meet, the rest blew me off. “You want to go home, don’t you?” Yeah, but I’d also like to know who I am, why I’m there and what is going on. Yesterday morning I didn’t know any of that. I thought I was part of the Mars Exhibition. Either that or I was back in the US Army, or was that band camp. Never went to band camp, but it would have fit the picture. SO here’s my photo. I’m the oddball and off into a new week we go.
Well, yes, here I sit pondering what to write and I want to write so much. Photography has been easier for me to do, writing harder. My heart monitor bangs against the touch plate of my MacBook Pro, causes the curser to jump all over the place making writing things most interesting.
Here’s the update:
*Been here since Wednesday, earliest possible escape will be tonight. The longer it keeps the doc from arriving to check on me, the longer it will be, adding days, months, weeks years…
*Starting to be given fewer steroids.
*Sugar levels are still really high.
*Still on stroke protocol, MS Exacerbation protocol, T2D protocol
*Still fatiguing, lassitude
*Physical Therapy is going well.
*Avoiding as much stress as possible and avoiding politics
*Family is being really supportive(including all of my extended non-blood related family and friends)
*Fever down, BP down, Oxygen levels up.
Loving the July 2017 summer movies coming up, especially Valerian, and the City of 1,000 Planets. My niece Julie looks like the heroine, strong, intelligent, beautiful and passionate. The link to the preview is
I love science fiction. The director is the gentleman who did The Fifth Element.
https://ayoungretirement.wordpress.com/2016/11/10/cees-fun-foto-challenge-entrances-and-doors/
The door without a door.
Ann WJ White 