Emboldened

grand strokes of the pen
refreshing and insightful
the words bejeweled

Page Fillers

Inspired by Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Tangle &
Reena’s Xploration Challenge #357 – Turn of Phrase

writing weaves and bobs
the many thoughts into meaning
the message at times a messy tangle
not thoroughly straightforward
laced with unique and descriptive metaphor
or maybe sweet and blunt
possibly nostalgic
perhaps even relevant to these days
whether original or a turn of phrase
the point gets across
and lands with those who want to understand

Herding Words

Inspired by Reena’s Xploration Challenge #349 &
Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Poetic

writing to release
what feels needs to be translated
poetic lifestyle

Eugenia Hoffman

Ride this one out  

in my shadow I

dwell to rid the riotous

the world ungathered

sun salted days persevere

I laugh with the sun


Novel schemes

a misplaced comma

paperback writers aware

crows on the high-wire

raucous din storytelling

best seller novels


Awareness

imbibe thoughts honest

hear the light in the window

ignore the biased

lies will be lies will be lies

tis time to chant last stanzas


Ideas adrift

poetry a bridge

to empower perception

even our voices

gathered under bluest skies

betray common sense


Lollipop days

springtime frolicking

birds and bees, they soar with ease

strangers bid hello

fields of dreams and things

glimmering in the warm sun

the chasing of smiles

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Eugenia enjoyed a dedicated career in the insurance industry for over 20 years, being rewarded both professionally and personally. Now it’s time for Eugenia to follow her dreams by doing things she enjoys…spending time with family, learning, sharing, traveling, and writing poetry. Eugenia’s writing and creative endeavors can be found on her blog – Moonwashed Musings. Selected pieces of her work were published in The Short of It – Volume 1 – The Sound of Brilliance and Volume 2 – Reflections & Revelations. You can find all her work (whether reblogged or featured) by clicking HERE.

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Reblogs – Penny Wilson & VJ Knutson

As writers and poets, our work reveals our response to the people, places, and things we encounter. Sometimes, we provide wisdom too. But mostly, we unveil who we are.

Who You Read On the Page by Penny Wilson

Who you read  
on the page  
is a process  
of excavating  
one’s mind  
 
Perhaps 
not your  
mind 
 
But  
the writer’s  
 
You  
aspire  
to unveil  
the meaning  
interpret  
the intent  

Facing Truths by VJ Knutson

I am gregarious 
initiator 
risk-taker 
eagerly anticipating 
the unknown 

But the subconscious 
alights on old stories 
gathers sanctimonious 
rumours of unworthiness 
spits out shame 
and rage 

Reveals the truth – 
I am vulnerable. 

Joe Wells

I’VE SAVED ENOUGH FOR SHADY PALMS

I’ve saved enough to go in Shady Palms,
assuming I die at the end of the week.
If I reach old age, or get dementia,
then I’m surely up shit creek.

I find it hard to understand the system,
which pays if it’s your leg that’s broke.
You pay though if it’s your head that’s ill,
and to me that’s not a joke.

I have no desire to go in Shady Palms,
to find I’m fading and walking toward the light.
I want to stay home, then one day on waking,
find I’ve gone and died in the night.

GINGER ROGERS, BACKWARDS AND IN HEELS

Hard dancing Fred Astaire,
with Ginger Rogers made a pair.
Her fancy footwork always appeals,
amazing, as it’s backwards and in heels.

Hard dancing Fred Astaire,
did tap with Ginger with such flair.
Moving fast as light with flashing feet,
man oh man dig that rhythm, dig that beat.

Hard dancing Fred Astaire,
rehearsed for hours with no care,
No thought for Ginger her feet so sore,
taking off her shoes and the blood would pour.

Hard dancing Fred Astaire,
hit the top in the floodlights glare.
Asked the secret of his success to explain,
he thought for a while then said, no pain no gain.

Hard dancing Fred Astaire,
then Ginger’s thoughts did share.
My feet bleeding until dances he perfects,
I am proving women really are the stronger sex.

Hard dancing Fred Astaire,
with Ginger Rogers made a pair.
Her fancy footwork always appeals,
amazing, as it’s backwards and in heels.

JRR TOLKIEN AND THE NOBEL PRIZE

JRR Tolkien, author of great repute
was nominated for a Nobel Prize
by C S Lewis, a writer and his friend,
then suddenly came a surprise.

His Lord of the Rings books were rejected
the jury called them second rate,
poor storytelling was also cited
as the reason they met this fate.

I wonder if the author JRR Tolkien,
these comments cut him in half                                                          
but as a bestselling author,
he certainly had the last laugh.

WOKE IN THE UK

As an older fellow, I would like to reach out to the younger members of society in a vain attempt to retain my sanity going forward for there are certain expressions and phrases which are used by the youth of today which are causing me anxiety and are interfering with my mental health, some of which I have placed in bold type.

For example, starting a sentence with So punctuating it with Like talking with a Multicultural London accent emphasising any word ending with ility and now I find I’m having to contend with Woke.

I’m getting a little sick and tired of it all and would like to go back to English as a language and for modern Woke people to stop taking offence on behalf of others who are probably more capable of dealing with the situation themselves.

That’s the end of my minor rant for now but I am certain I have missed a multitude of things and will no doubt think of more going forward, sorry I mean in the future.

BACK BENCH MP’S

In Great Britain, we have numerous traditions and peculiar habits which I personally love, especially the ones that make no sense at all, an example being The House of Commons.

A person can stand for Parliament and when elected become a Minister of Parliament and assuming they continue their way up the greasy pole of Politics can become a Member of the Cabinet, an example of which is the Minister for the Cabinet Office, Chancellor of the Duchy of Lancaster, or slightly stranger the post of Minister Without Portfolio, which is a post for a Cabinet Minister with no specific responsibilities.

I’m sure all this makes perfect sense to all those of you who may not live in our rather wonderful country but just to throw a spanner into the works, should one of these Ministers cause a bit of a hoo-ha by having an affair and groping his secretary and breaking the current Covid restrictions he or she will lose their Ministerial position and be banished to the back benches of Parliament, this is rather like becoming one of the naughty children on a school trip who sits at the back of the bus and causes a commotion, although smoking is not permitted in the Chamber.

There you are, the British Parliament in a nutshell, I hope it all makes sense to you!

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Joe is a retired actor, author, and blogger. thediaryofacountrybumpkin.com is an amusing take on the more quirky aspects of modern life. His books are available on Amazon, the latest of which is a murder mystery set in 1947 and is called The Case of the Grease Monkey’s Uncle. Joe was first featured on The Short of It on March 6, 2020, and then published in our first anthology – The Sound of Brilliance.

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I
fear the
words have left.
Vacationing?
Please come back to me again tomorrow.

The Rhythms Of The Day

Mike Von – Unsplash

i arise beginning the morning routine
brushing and showering away
bacterial colonies having sprung up during the night

greasing down the cracks and ashy skin
donning either pajamas or street clothes
it depends – maybe stepping out but probably staying in

slipping on worn out house shoes
shuffling across the floorboards
a short trip to the kitchen

a steaming morning cocktail needs preparing
i await its consumption, promising zest
to awaken this still sleep-filled mind

a push of the button on the blender
containing protein, vegetables and fruits
loudly swirls its nutrient-dense meal

the dishes in the sink beg for attention
my computer is more insistent
you’ll just have to wait

read, read, read – hundreds of emails needing attention
clack, clackity, clack – creativity is unleashed
write, send, await a response

project one – putting on additional deails
project two – just begun
project three – nah, let’s wait till tomorrow

i’m coming dishes and exercises
and other things i don’t want to do
what shall dinner be today

couch time, tv time, hubs time
catching up with gossip, whining and lovin’
getting satiated on food and drink

the hours always seem to pass too quickly
if only i had 24 times 2 hours in a day
then i see all that i’ve accomplished

… and i wonder why i’m tired at the end of the day

Reblog – The Writer’s Anguish

Reading this, in what I think the tempo requires, you can really feel the lethargy and depression in this piece. It totally resonates with some moments I’ve experienced in my own life, how about yours?

Roaming

my mind moves about aimlessly
and unsystematically
the terrain is vast
and still no thoughts

just none

trying to find the inspiration
the words don’t easily appear
context eludes me
and the point is

why anyway

this wordsmith’s periodic dilemma
having a need to express on paper
yet hampered by my unwilling brain
and fingers tapping, not stamping

it’s my cross to bear