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I’ve always loved this song. Even when I was a young girl this song would hold a special meaning. It never failed, it came on in the Knick of time to offer me the comfort I needed at that time. It reminded me then and still reminds me today to….Let It Be. I’m posting in the hopes that if anyone is struggling that this song will come as a reminder that whatever you’re going through….Let It Be. Everything is going to be ok. Many if you may not know the true meaning of this song, but here it is.
Paul McCartney wrote this song. It was inspired by his mother, Mary, who died when he was 14. Many people thought “Mother Mary” was a biblical reference when they heard it.
According to McCartney, this is a very positive song, owing to its inspiration. One night when he was paranoid and…
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As we have been busy making heart garlands and pouring glitter over styrofoam hearts and other crafty things someone let winter in again! I’m not going to say anything about who that may be but someone did say they were sending me some snow!
I personally did not know about this development until 3 a.m. when I received a text saying there would be no school today. Or Library due to weather conditions. I looked out the window and didn’t see anything but apparently it rained last night and the temperature dropped to single digits and the roads were solid sheets of ice. On I-40 there were at least 40 semi trucks lined up on the shoulder of the highway. The sun is acting like it has no idea what is happening, just shining bright as ever but it’s 20 before the wind chill and the wind is vicious.
No…
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It’s time to get back into Charli’s 99-word flash fiction challenge!
February 7, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes a sign. It can be a posted sign, a universal sign, a wonder. Go where the prompt leads.
Here goes.
Why Did I Get Up?
Why Did I Get Up?
Nina dragged herself to sitting position. Why did the alarm have to go off?
She swung her feet out of bed and one landed on a squidgy mess.
Great.
The cat had been eating silly things, and deposited his sick at her bedside.
The shower was no better. Her flatmate had used up all the hot water.
Even her morning coffee was blighted with the fact there was no milk left.
After three hours of sitting on a bus, trying to reach her workplace, Nina gave up.
All signs that she should…
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She is the embodiment
of the questions we pondered
on a sunny afternoon.
Knowing the hype of the
newest workshop and buzzwords
would all have their moment in time
we asked each other, What Comes Next?
What is…
The driver of contentment?
The reason to try one more day?
The song we sing to our inner-self?
With quiet wisdom, and wonderous curiosity
she asked, “Where Do We Get Our Oxygen From?”
Today I danced as if it was warm and sunny outside
As if the world can someday be just, fair and peaceful for All
Believing that alone and collectively we make a difference
to ourselves, our neighbors, and our world.
Smiling huge and with a nod to the snowbirds
soaring above me on this winter’s day
my thoughts went to my teacher, my friend
I thought back to that moment when she asked
“Where do we get our Oxygen…
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As I said yesterday, the challenges are back on after a month off!
Today it is Colleen’s turn, with her Tanka Tuesday which is not just about Tankas, but rather a chance to use different syllabic poetic forms.
Usually, she gives us two words which we need to use synonyms of within our verses… but on the first Tuesday of the month, we get free rein, and this month, the suggestion was to think of love related poems, as Valentine’s is so close…
Colleen recently introduced us to a new form, called a Haiga, where the words, usually a haiku or senryu, are echoed by an image, traditionally painted, but nowadays, can be a photo too.
I thought I’d try the traditional way, and even painted my own quick watercolour to go with it! It’s simplistic but effective, I hope!
A senryu for you all.
My words are Together and…
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Ok so here are the rules:
visions whirl
through my head, senseless
who am I
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Write a poem, tanka, haiku or short story about what the photo means to you. Willow Poetry!
Tessa –
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian
Author – http://www.finallyawriter.com (this blog contains my old work mostly although occasionally I do add something new here), new work is mainly on this blog http://www.tessacandoit.com
It’s been a while, again. No excuse. I do need to start working on the appearance of my blog but that will take time right now. The important thing is I wanted to get back to writing. It̵…
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