Hello everyone...
I'm working on being back into our blog with new hopes of faded dreams. I know that a lot of you knew that I was unable to post anything for a bit, due to being homeless for a few months. well I'm happy to say that is no longer my haul to tow, YIPPY ! And although I have very little left of my old possessions, I am happy to report that I have come out of the tunnel , through to the light and am making teenaged steps instead of the baby steps I was a week ago.
I informed my FB friends family & followers that I am working on putting out my first Book of poetry, which is something I hope to have compleated and off to the printers some time in the next few months. I would love to have it all zipped up paid off before the end of April, but I dont want my expectations to be too high, so I'm settling for this year.... But I really would like the book out for my 52nd Birthday... a present to myself, because I AM worth it....LOL.
I plan on helping out a number of my followers by offering up a sweet deal, get published in the book, the only downer to the deal is the fact that I cannot pay for permission to use your writes. I can however give you some copies of the book that your poem is in for permission to use it as an example to the prompts we have done in the past.
I know that when the book comes out I will be as nervous as a hen, but what the heck, it might be the first in a series of hits... we sure have fun here...Right?
So if by a small chance you are willing to see your prompt response in the book I'm putting together and you agree to give me permission to grant its use for a few copies ( I can do up to 3 for now) Please let me know ... I have lots of past prompts Im looking at to use and they all sound great to me, even the ones I did wrong ...LOL
OK so lets Jump into the Prompt for today.....I think for our welcome back we should do the ole stand by favorite of USE THESE WORDS....
Todays words are PAPER, NICK, AFOOT, LAUGHTER, COINS, CAGE, CLOCK, ROCKS, BUSHES, STICKS
As usual the rules are you must use the words as they are given, without changes to them, in any order you like. You must use at least 8 of the 10 words. You may write yours in any form of prose or poetry, and we request that you place yours in the comments section here as well as on your own blog.
Most of all we hope you enjoy ....
OURS IS....
My cat Tutu is my fur kid
he brings me such joy and LAUGHTER
He's shy a bit when on his leash,
under AFOOT when a toy he is after
We venture out into the STICKS
BUSHES and ROCKS are like home
I have a CAGE in my truck
so I can take him where ever I roam
We have no CLOCKS to tell us the time
No PAPER to give us bad news
So off we go to make memories
with that I will never have blues.
ENJOY
JL
PS ... help us out and give a shout out that you are with me again. I really hope to see all of my friends again... Missed you all so much...
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Well, it has been a while, hasn't it?
Guess I feel that way because last night I stayed up til the wee hours of the night reading some of the things I wrote in the past year.
My full intent when I started this blog was to put the prompts up and have a larger place to write with people, and what an awesome group of people did I find. I have to say that all of you, yes... ALL of you reading this right now, have no idea , really, how much you have touched my life in the past year... (yea, a year all ready !) Re-reading the stuff I wrote and the responses that you all gave just blows me away.
I have to apologize for not having the patience to fight with bloggers constant errors, it made me so upset I just gave up, and for a few months, busy with real life, I didn't write much at all. Then I went back to an app I really love to play, Fairy Land...
For those of you who don't know, Fairy Land is where I began writing our daily prompt, and where I met Helena, a dear friend I found there. Out of the blue one day in January of this year, Helena asked me if I knew any thing about blogs, and so the story of Dodge Writes began.
While not really knowing what to expect in the blog world, both Helena and I jumped in with both feet and soon found many kindred spirits out here, if you see how many followers are on our blogs , you know that listing all of you would be VERY hard to do, but I want you, YES YOU, reading this to now, to know that you are very special to me, and meeting you has been a blessing beyond any I've asked for.
Now once again, I have to tell you that Bandit, my fairy muse, is whispering in my ear, waiting for me to mention her...she wants you all to know she puts the us in we....so if your thinking I'm using incorrect language when I say we or us, I just mean Bandit and I, unless of course I'm speaking of my husband or our fur kid Valentine, who each are a we and us at times.... Still following me? Okay, moving on...
There are so many people out here in cyber land, and I know, from blogs I follow, there are billions. To be honest , I overloaded on all the blogs, I want to follow all of the prompts I see, write a poem, photograph a day, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, One Stop, not to mention we were doing our own...to say it was a challenge is like saying the Grand Canyon is a creek bed. Then came the Monthly challenge, write one more poem a day... yea okay, I could probably squeeze it in.
FAIL ... LOL , as the end of the challenge came to be, so began the Internet service troubles, and posting everyday was out of the question... Catching up was even harder and I found I was pushing my self too hard. In my own eyes, a failure like this, only meant that I don't have what it takes to be a full time poet... but maybe that was a bit harsh. I know I can write a poem a day, it, for me anyway, is like talking to Bandit, Wayne, Valentine, or you for that matter... it just is.
Every day I wake to a song in my head, and that varies from all the music allowed to play in the US for the past 100 years...because if I have ever heard a song, I've kept a part of it and it plays in my dreams while I sleep or am awake , in the garden or in the house, everyday without fail. So whether I do writing well or not, it pours out of my brain all day long, so do the words I write.
Giving myself the challenge to write a prompt every day, none the less, in the beginning was purely self indulgent, an outlet to see... first if anyone actually would read what I write and secondly, if what I write had an inspirational tone enough to put a desire in others to write their point of view. I feel in that we passed with flying colors, for the response was pretty-not-bad. But in the end still too much for me to do in the months when my work is the busiest.
Getting back to Fairy Land, simplified things for me, now I can concentrate on one poem, post replies easily and be done in two hours, instead of the five to six it takes me here. So if you are still interested in joining the prompt you can find us in Fairy Land our garden is open to all... you can find us there @ https://www.fairylandgame.com/fbfairy/fairygarden.php?id=2513832 or on our FB page @ jldodge@live.com we hope you will and come join the fun and freedom we have regained there.
We truly miss you all and hope that you understand, for right now, that is all we feel we can handle. Many thanks to our followers, we wouldn't have know the power of friendships like yours if we had never started this... and Helena... You will always hold a very warm place deep in my heart.
ENJOY
JL&B
My full intent when I started this blog was to put the prompts up and have a larger place to write with people, and what an awesome group of people did I find. I have to say that all of you, yes... ALL of you reading this right now, have no idea , really, how much you have touched my life in the past year... (yea, a year all ready !) Re-reading the stuff I wrote and the responses that you all gave just blows me away.
I have to apologize for not having the patience to fight with bloggers constant errors, it made me so upset I just gave up, and for a few months, busy with real life, I didn't write much at all. Then I went back to an app I really love to play, Fairy Land...
For those of you who don't know, Fairy Land is where I began writing our daily prompt, and where I met Helena, a dear friend I found there. Out of the blue one day in January of this year, Helena asked me if I knew any thing about blogs, and so the story of Dodge Writes began.
While not really knowing what to expect in the blog world, both Helena and I jumped in with both feet and soon found many kindred spirits out here, if you see how many followers are on our blogs , you know that listing all of you would be VERY hard to do, but I want you, YES YOU, reading this to now, to know that you are very special to me, and meeting you has been a blessing beyond any I've asked for.
Now once again, I have to tell you that Bandit, my fairy muse, is whispering in my ear, waiting for me to mention her...she wants you all to know she puts the us in we....so if your thinking I'm using incorrect language when I say we or us, I just mean Bandit and I, unless of course I'm speaking of my husband or our fur kid Valentine, who each are a we and us at times.... Still following me? Okay, moving on...
There are so many people out here in cyber land, and I know, from blogs I follow, there are billions. To be honest , I overloaded on all the blogs, I want to follow all of the prompts I see, write a poem, photograph a day, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, One Stop, not to mention we were doing our own...to say it was a challenge is like saying the Grand Canyon is a creek bed. Then came the Monthly challenge, write one more poem a day... yea okay, I could probably squeeze it in.
FAIL ... LOL , as the end of the challenge came to be, so began the Internet service troubles, and posting everyday was out of the question... Catching up was even harder and I found I was pushing my self too hard. In my own eyes, a failure like this, only meant that I don't have what it takes to be a full time poet... but maybe that was a bit harsh. I know I can write a poem a day, it, for me anyway, is like talking to Bandit, Wayne, Valentine, or you for that matter... it just is.
Every day I wake to a song in my head, and that varies from all the music allowed to play in the US for the past 100 years...because if I have ever heard a song, I've kept a part of it and it plays in my dreams while I sleep or am awake , in the garden or in the house, everyday without fail. So whether I do writing well or not, it pours out of my brain all day long, so do the words I write.
Giving myself the challenge to write a prompt every day, none the less, in the beginning was purely self indulgent, an outlet to see... first if anyone actually would read what I write and secondly, if what I write had an inspirational tone enough to put a desire in others to write their point of view. I feel in that we passed with flying colors, for the response was pretty-not-bad. But in the end still too much for me to do in the months when my work is the busiest.
Getting back to Fairy Land, simplified things for me, now I can concentrate on one poem, post replies easily and be done in two hours, instead of the five to six it takes me here. So if you are still interested in joining the prompt you can find us in Fairy Land our garden is open to all... you can find us there @ https://www.fairylandgame.com/fbfairy/fairygarden.php?id=2513832 or on our FB page @ jldodge@live.com we hope you will and come join the fun and freedom we have regained there.
We truly miss you all and hope that you understand, for right now, that is all we feel we can handle. Many thanks to our followers, we wouldn't have know the power of friendships like yours if we had never started this... and Helena... You will always hold a very warm place deep in my heart.
ENJOY
JL&B
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Today is WOW (Words Of Wednesday)
We have been trying to post here for the past week, hopefully this time it will work...
The rules are you must use 8 of the 10 words as they are given, in prose or any form of poetry....
Today's words are ...SPLIT, FORGED, TAUNTS, FARM, CLOVER, GLOSSED, WEBS, DEW, STOMPED, FORMULA
OURS IS...
The dew glossed the webs on the clover field as the morning sun crept into the sky. It was a Spring day on the farm and the crow of the rooster split the silence of the new day. Alone in the house she tried once more to forget the way he stomped on her heart as he left her. She forged ahead into the kitchen, feeling like the world had spit in two, one where all her dreams came true and the one she is living.
She made her coffee and headed to the bay window to watch the sun kissed day melt the darkness she was feeling deep in her heart. It was a formula she concocted to rid herself of the tears that undoubtedly will plague her throughout the day. Today was a most difficult day for her, marking a year since her world crumbled into the dull and drab depression she felt since the news of her husbands death.
The fight they had had sent him out to have a drink or two at the local bar, where he stayed until closing. When he had the bartender call him a cab, he had no idea that he would be the victim of a drunken hit and run accident. The police came to her door at 4am and told her he had died at the scene, she fell to the floor, breathless and sobbing.
As she drank her coffee she thought of their life together there on the farm and wondered how she would manage without him. She cuddled up into the pillows, looking out to the field of clover once more and felt a warmth she had not felt in the whole past year. The windows frosted over as if someone's breath had fogged them purposely and once again she felt a warmth pass through her. She no longer tried to hold back the tears as she wrote his name on the fogged window. With each stroke the condensation dripped like the tears falling from her eyes. Below his name she wrote the words ' I'm lost without you' and she buried her head in pillow to cry.
When she looked back to the window, she smiled through the tears...
her name was written above his with the message 'you are not alone my love'.
She knew things were going to be fine after all.
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
The rules are you must use 8 of the 10 words as they are given, in prose or any form of poetry....
Today's words are ...SPLIT, FORGED, TAUNTS, FARM, CLOVER, GLOSSED, WEBS, DEW, STOMPED, FORMULA
OURS IS...
The dew glossed the webs on the clover field as the morning sun crept into the sky. It was a Spring day on the farm and the crow of the rooster split the silence of the new day. Alone in the house she tried once more to forget the way he stomped on her heart as he left her. She forged ahead into the kitchen, feeling like the world had spit in two, one where all her dreams came true and the one she is living.
She made her coffee and headed to the bay window to watch the sun kissed day melt the darkness she was feeling deep in her heart. It was a formula she concocted to rid herself of the tears that undoubtedly will plague her throughout the day. Today was a most difficult day for her, marking a year since her world crumbled into the dull and drab depression she felt since the news of her husbands death.
The fight they had had sent him out to have a drink or two at the local bar, where he stayed until closing. When he had the bartender call him a cab, he had no idea that he would be the victim of a drunken hit and run accident. The police came to her door at 4am and told her he had died at the scene, she fell to the floor, breathless and sobbing.
As she drank her coffee she thought of their life together there on the farm and wondered how she would manage without him. She cuddled up into the pillows, looking out to the field of clover once more and felt a warmth she had not felt in the whole past year. The windows frosted over as if someone's breath had fogged them purposely and once again she felt a warmth pass through her. She no longer tried to hold back the tears as she wrote his name on the fogged window. With each stroke the condensation dripped like the tears falling from her eyes. Below his name she wrote the words ' I'm lost without you' and she buried her head in pillow to cry.
When she looked back to the window, she smiled through the tears...
her name was written above his with the message 'you are not alone my love'.
She knew things were going to be fine after all.
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Friday, September 23, 2011
Today's Prompt is Crapsey cinquains (Reverse+butterfly+mirror)
We love the Crapsey cinquains ... Today we ask that you follow along and do the reverse with a butterfly and a mirror...
Reverse is a form with one 5-line stanza in a syllabic pattern of two, eight, six, four, two. (2,8,6,4,2)
Butterfly is a nine-line syllabic form with the pattern two, four, six, eight, two, eight, six, four, two. (2,4,6,8,2,8,6,4,2)
Mirror is a form with two 5-line stanzas consisting of a cinquain followed by a reverse cinquain. ( 2,4,6,8,2, 2,8,6,4,2 )
So here we go... OURS IS...
Reverse is a form with one 5-line stanza in a syllabic pattern of two, eight, six, four, two. (2,8,6,4,2)
Butterfly is a nine-line syllabic form with the pattern two, four, six, eight, two, eight, six, four, two. (2,4,6,8,2,8,6,4,2)
Mirror is a form with two 5-line stanzas consisting of a cinquain followed by a reverse cinquain. ( 2,4,6,8,2, 2,8,6,4,2 )
So here we go... OURS IS...
Day dreams
fantastic fleeting images
freely floating on by
in breezes soft
and warm
patterns
on fluffy clouds
reminders of cut grass
fresh and moist from the last nights dew
while we
roll about like a careless child
high upon a white cloud
or a dragon
flying
laughing
wind in our hair
happiness in our eyes
love in our young and tender hearts
daydreams
fill me
reminders of our happiness
touching my heart deeply
and I turn home
to you
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
ENJOY
JL&B
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Today is WOW (Words Of Wednesday)
The rules are you must use 8 of the 10 words, as they are given, in prose or any form of poetry...
Today's words are ...
WAFT, BULK, PAWED, BULLET, SCOURGED, HIRED, WILTED, VENT, MOODY, DREAD
OURS IS...
We saw as he scourged him
he held the whip loosely in hand
as his mount pawed the ground
we could see the mount was moody
He was hired on to teach us
but to our dread, he failed,
The mounts eyes began to bulk
the hired hand's fear did waft
Like a hot bullet the mount rose
kicking and rearing to vent his fear
knocking the hired hand square in the nose
his frame wilted as he hit the ground
Our use of these words....
SCOURGED : verb: whip
BULK: verb: cause to bulge or swell outwards
LOL... just having some fun !
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Today's words are ...
WAFT, BULK, PAWED, BULLET, SCOURGED, HIRED, WILTED, VENT, MOODY, DREAD
OURS IS...
We saw as he scourged him
he held the whip loosely in hand
as his mount pawed the ground
we could see the mount was moody
He was hired on to teach us
but to our dread, he failed,
The mounts eyes began to bulk
the hired hand's fear did waft
Like a hot bullet the mount rose
kicking and rearing to vent his fear
knocking the hired hand square in the nose
his frame wilted as he hit the ground
Our use of these words....
SCOURGED : verb: whip
BULK: verb: cause to bulge or swell outwards
LOL... just having some fun !
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Today's Prompt is colors of Autumn
The rules are you must use all of the colors in the list, in prose or any form of poetry...
Today's colors are...
YELLOW, PUMPKIN, CHARTREUSE, AMBER, GOLD, GREEN, MELON, BLUSH, EMERALD, SALMON
OURS IS...
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Today's colors are...
YELLOW, PUMPKIN, CHARTREUSE, AMBER, GOLD, GREEN, MELON, BLUSH, EMERALD, SALMON
OURS IS...
AUTUMN
Lady Autumn is teasing with her icy chill
the hot winds of her man Summer are fading
like the emerald charlie turning a chartreuse
The blush of the peonies turns a crispy amber ...
Gold and yellow are the dressings she wears
as she kisses the green from the landscape
dancing in the melon and pumpkin patches
Fat with the moons embrace from the salmon sky...
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Today's Prompt is WRITE YOUR LYRICS
Some times I get a goofy bone going and re-write a popular song with my own lyrics, that is what we are going to do today... mind you this is a first draft, and it may not sing as great as I think it does, but the fun of it is that you already have a set meter and rhyme scheme, so writing your own words is really the easy part.
Our song choice for today is I GOT YOU BABE by Sonny and Cher, Here are the lyrics...
They say we're young and we don't know
We won't find out until we grow
Well I don't know if all that's true
'Cause you got me, and baby I got you
Babe, I got you babe
I got you babe
They say our love won't pay the rent
Before it's earned, our money's all been spent
I guess that's so, we don't have a pot
But at least I'm sure of all the things we got
Babe, I got you babe
I got you babe
I got flowers in the spring
I got you to wear my ring
And when I'm sad, you're a clown
And if I get scared, you're always around
Don't let them tell your hair's too long
'Cause I don't care, with you I can't go wrong
Then put your little hand in mine
There ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb
Babe, I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you, I won't let go
I got you to love me so
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
Our title is THEY GOT YOU TRAINED...now we are doing ours on cats, but your prompt is to use the same song to what ever trained you (or someone you know).. for example kids, dogs, people, mistress'... we will leave it up to you, though we do ask you keep it as clean as possible, Tee hee hee ...
OURS IS...
LOL... Who has you trained???
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Our song choice for today is I GOT YOU BABE by Sonny and Cher, Here are the lyrics...
They say we're young and we don't know
We won't find out until we grow
Well I don't know if all that's true
'Cause you got me, and baby I got you
Babe, I got you babe
I got you babe
They say our love won't pay the rent
Before it's earned, our money's all been spent
I guess that's so, we don't have a pot
But at least I'm sure of all the things we got
Babe, I got you babe
I got you babe
I got flowers in the spring
I got you to wear my ring
And when I'm sad, you're a clown
And if I get scared, you're always around
Don't let them tell your hair's too long
'Cause I don't care, with you I can't go wrong
Then put your little hand in mine
There ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb
Babe, I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
I got you to kiss goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you, I won't let go
I got you to love me so
I got you babe
I got you babe
I got you babe
Our title is THEY GOT YOU TRAINED...now we are doing ours on cats, but your prompt is to use the same song to what ever trained you (or someone you know).. for example kids, dogs, people, mistress'... we will leave it up to you, though we do ask you keep it as clean as possible, Tee hee hee ...
OURS IS...
They got you trained
If you have a cat, you know it's true
you don't own them, honey they own you...
They hiss and growl when they're under foot
but melt your heart with just a little look...
Trained, they got you trained,
they got you trained...
You scoop their poop, you pay their vet,
You feed and water, a purr is what you get...
they lay on your lap, nap and play,
if you have a cat, listen while I say...
Trained, they got you trained,
they got you trained...
I've got cat hair on my clothes
and a bad smell just hit my nose,
but there they are, so soft and sweet,
come here kitty kitty, I have a treat...
So maybe they, don't fetch your shoes,
with the softest purr, they take away your blues,
they pounce and prance, they hunt for awhile,
and when they meow, it seem just like they smile...
Trained, they got you trained,
they got you trained...
They trained you to brush their hair
They trained you with out a care,
They got you to lay upon
They got me to write this song...
They trained you to feed treats,
they trained you with purrs so sweet
They got us they wont let go
they all trained us, just so you know...
they got you trained
they got you trained
they got you trained
LOL... Who has you trained???
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
WOW (Words Of Wensday)
Today's words are brought to us by Words with Friends ( a scrabble game we play on FB) We thought it would be fun to use the words we played. The rules are ... You must use 8 of the 10 words as they are given, in prose or any form of poetry...
Our words today are... ICED, FILTHY, FLAW, ROTATED, FOIL, STRIDE, EDGE, RELATED, CLOTH, KNOT...
OURS IS...
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Our words today are... ICED, FILTHY, FLAW, ROTATED, FOIL, STRIDE, EDGE, RELATED, CLOTH, KNOT...
OURS IS...
A love knot,
tied to my heart
I take it in stride,
so I don't fall apart,
I'm on the edge,
I feel the flaw,
a filthy thought,
my emotions raw,
how it all rotated
into this affair,
it's iced up my heart,
for love is not there...
my feelings of love
I thought were related
now a washed up cloth,
tattered and faded...
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
No Service...
When I was younger I spent time as a waitress, cashier, hostess, bartender and sales person. In each of these jobs I learned one thing held true... service is important ! Good service to my customers meant happy customers, good tips and return business, each a very important part of my income.
These days service, it seems, is more of a luxury than common place, as it was when I was in those fields of business. It's as though it seems a hassle for (some) in the service industry to actually give good customer service.
Take our Internet provide for instance, we have to have THE WORST ever ! He wont fix anything on the weekends (which is [no surprise] when it usually goes down.) If it is cloudy for a few days in a row ( winter ) our service in non existent. Yet this provider is paid each month, whether we get service or not.
Mind you, it is a perk here in the park, free wifi, but what kind of perk is it really if half of the time we get no service ? If it were up to me, I'd keep track of all the days we are without service, pro-rate it and see what they think of NO SERVICE...
Just another flusterated rant...thanks for reading...
ENJOY
JL&B
These days service, it seems, is more of a luxury than common place, as it was when I was in those fields of business. It's as though it seems a hassle for (some) in the service industry to actually give good customer service.
Take our Internet provide for instance, we have to have THE WORST ever ! He wont fix anything on the weekends (which is [no surprise] when it usually goes down.) If it is cloudy for a few days in a row ( winter ) our service in non existent. Yet this provider is paid each month, whether we get service or not.
Mind you, it is a perk here in the park, free wifi, but what kind of perk is it really if half of the time we get no service ? If it were up to me, I'd keep track of all the days we are without service, pro-rate it and see what they think of NO SERVICE...
Just another flusterated rant...thanks for reading...
ENJOY
JL&B
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Today's Prompt is Minute Poetry
The Minute Poem is a poem that follows the "8,4,4,4" syllable count structure. It usually has 3 stanzas that are exactly the same. So: 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables.
A traditional Minute Poem has 12 lines total. It has 60 syllables. It is written in a strict iambic meter. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff.
OURS IS...
YOUR TURN
A traditional Minute Poem has 12 lines total. It has 60 syllables. It is written in a strict iambic meter. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff.
OURS IS...
By day I'm just your garden fair
with flowers there
critters to see
just you and me...
By night I'm in the moons embrace
a darkened place
a darkened place
with stars to guide
where critters hide
The morning song, again we meet
come take a seat
begin our day
enjoy your stay
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Friday, September 9, 2011
The wonders of a power outage...
At around 3:40 in the afternoon, as I was watching a re-run of Bones, our power went out. Living in an RV Park, it happens more often than you would think.
The first thing that usually happens is all the neighbors pop out of their units to see if it was just them or if everyone is affected. After that, those fortunate enough to have a generator, gas them up, so on hot days (like yesterday) they don't melt in the heat. Then they look to the news to see how long the power will be out.
We all heard that one thing no one likes to hear, it is wide spread, 1.4 million people affected, all of San Diego went dark. The rumors started flying then... The first thing on peoples minds was terrorism... WHY? Well I think it is because that is all they have been taking about for the past 10 years... My opinion, I know... but I digress...
Had to laugh at the way some people got their panties in a ruffle over the power outage... We actually heard a news person saying to be careful driving cuz its dark out side.... You think ? Guess I've lived in the mountains so long I forget the city people don't know what darkness is, what a flashlight is for or headlights... It seemed the more we heard on the radio the more we had to laugh... another news report said everyone was taking the outage really well, no one was panicking, except for one man. Poor guy HAD to get to where he was going and no one understood... yea, ok...
But the way the news reporter was going on about it was really the point I was trying to make, it was as if they wanted people to panic, shoot !!! Give me a break people !!
I know it was bad for a lot of people, the hospitals were my first thought... But they have a back up plan... As I can gladly say, so do we.
Still the media seemed to be looking for the worst in people, reporters out to find what was going on with the outage gave reports that it would be a day to two days before we could expect the power to be restored, telling every one to use their emergency supplies until further notice...I thought, way to go, start a riot why dont you... but it wasn't at all like that... by 4am when I woke this morning, it was like it never happened... except for the aftermath reports...
Truly I think it was awesome how quickly it all returned back to normal. I commend all the workers who worked over night to restore the power, though this morning I felt sad for the person that is getting the blame... of course they have to blame someone, but how would you like to be that guy... 'UMMM hunny, you know the power outage that blacked out all of San Diego county ? Well we have to move...' So glad I'm not him... poor guy!
So here is what I am thankful for...
My wonderful husband, he is on top of everything ! All I had to do was feed him...tough life I know...
We live in a fully self contained fifth wheel, which means while others were melting in the heat, we still had the AC, fridge and stove very much in working order.
Candles, you just dont know how pretty they light up the yard till your electric goes out.
Batteries, for the radio, so you can learn what is goiig on, even if they are wrong.
Living as far from the city as we do... the power outage for us was like a camp night.
Great neighbors, you really dont know how thankful I am that we live around such amazing people.
And last night, after five years being married to her brother, my sister-in-law for the first time actually said she loves me... that made my night !! You rock Debbie !!
There is a whole list of other things but you get the picture... Loving life, even in the black out... Hope you made the best of it too, nest time, come on over, we'll pop some chicken on the grill and play some games. The power will eventually be restored, til then why not enjoy the quite?
ENJOY
JL&B
The first thing that usually happens is all the neighbors pop out of their units to see if it was just them or if everyone is affected. After that, those fortunate enough to have a generator, gas them up, so on hot days (like yesterday) they don't melt in the heat. Then they look to the news to see how long the power will be out.
We all heard that one thing no one likes to hear, it is wide spread, 1.4 million people affected, all of San Diego went dark. The rumors started flying then... The first thing on peoples minds was terrorism... WHY? Well I think it is because that is all they have been taking about for the past 10 years... My opinion, I know... but I digress...
Had to laugh at the way some people got their panties in a ruffle over the power outage... We actually heard a news person saying to be careful driving cuz its dark out side.... You think ? Guess I've lived in the mountains so long I forget the city people don't know what darkness is, what a flashlight is for or headlights... It seemed the more we heard on the radio the more we had to laugh... another news report said everyone was taking the outage really well, no one was panicking, except for one man. Poor guy HAD to get to where he was going and no one understood... yea, ok...
But the way the news reporter was going on about it was really the point I was trying to make, it was as if they wanted people to panic, shoot !!! Give me a break people !!
I know it was bad for a lot of people, the hospitals were my first thought... But they have a back up plan... As I can gladly say, so do we.
Still the media seemed to be looking for the worst in people, reporters out to find what was going on with the outage gave reports that it would be a day to two days before we could expect the power to be restored, telling every one to use their emergency supplies until further notice...I thought, way to go, start a riot why dont you... but it wasn't at all like that... by 4am when I woke this morning, it was like it never happened... except for the aftermath reports...
Truly I think it was awesome how quickly it all returned back to normal. I commend all the workers who worked over night to restore the power, though this morning I felt sad for the person that is getting the blame... of course they have to blame someone, but how would you like to be that guy... 'UMMM hunny, you know the power outage that blacked out all of San Diego county ? Well we have to move...' So glad I'm not him... poor guy!
So here is what I am thankful for...
My wonderful husband, he is on top of everything ! All I had to do was feed him...tough life I know...
We live in a fully self contained fifth wheel, which means while others were melting in the heat, we still had the AC, fridge and stove very much in working order.
Candles, you just dont know how pretty they light up the yard till your electric goes out.
Batteries, for the radio, so you can learn what is goiig on, even if they are wrong.
Living as far from the city as we do... the power outage for us was like a camp night.
Great neighbors, you really dont know how thankful I am that we live around such amazing people.
And last night, after five years being married to her brother, my sister-in-law for the first time actually said she loves me... that made my night !! You rock Debbie !!
There is a whole list of other things but you get the picture... Loving life, even in the black out... Hope you made the best of it too, nest time, come on over, we'll pop some chicken on the grill and play some games. The power will eventually be restored, til then why not enjoy the quite?
ENJOY
JL&B
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Today's Prompt is English Sonnet
A traditional sonnet is a poem of 14 lines. It follows a strict rhyme scheme. It is often about love. A Shakespearean, or English, sonnet consists of 14 lines, each line containing ten syllables and written in iambic pentameter, in which a pattern of an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed syllable is repeated five times. The rhyme scheme in a Shakespearean sonnet is a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f, g-g; the last two lines are a rhyming couplet.
OURS IS...
Yes , I know, my pentameter is non existent.... Overlook it...I did...LOL
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
OURS IS...
TEARS
Tears are needless, an emotional flaw,
I've been told this lie all through my years...
Hold them in, (those words like a buzz saw,)
swallow hard, don't show anyone your fears...
So alone in my bed, my tears I'd hide,
for the loneliness was burning so deep,
was it selfishness or my foolish pride,
every night I just cried myself to sleep...
He took all my tears of pain and sorrow
never shaming the way I was feeling,
He showed me love, a brighter tomorrow,
Now my tears I'm no longer concealing...
True love holds you, when your tears pour like rain,
stays with you, bringing happiness again.
Yes , I know, my pentameter is non existent.... Overlook it...I did...LOL
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Today's Prompt is Senryu Poetry + TWW
A Senryu is identical to the structure of a Haiku. It has three lines. The first line has 5 syllables. The second line has 7 syllables. The third line has 5 syllables again. It is primarily concerned with human nature. It is often humorous or satiric.
We are joining forces today with Three Words Wensday @ http://www.threewordwednesday.com/ (one of our favorite places to join in on the prompts, ) This weeks words are...
Erode; verb: (Of wind, water, or other natural agents) gradually wear away (soil, rock, or land); gradually destroy or be gradually destroyed.
Heart; noun: A hollow muscular organ that pumps the blood through the circulatory system by rhythmic contraction and dilation; one's mood or feeling; the central or innermost part of something; verb: Like very much, love.
Observe; verb: notice or perceive (something) and register it as being significant; watch (someone or something) carefully and attentively; fulfill or comply with (a social, legal, ethical, or religious obligation).
OURS IS...
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
We are joining forces today with Three Words Wensday @ http://www.threewordwednesday.com/ (one of our favorite places to join in on the prompts, ) This weeks words are...
Erode; verb: (Of wind, water, or other natural agents) gradually wear away (soil, rock, or land); gradually destroy or be gradually destroyed.
Heart; noun: A hollow muscular organ that pumps the blood through the circulatory system by rhythmic contraction and dilation; one's mood or feeling; the central or innermost part of something; verb: Like very much, love.
Observe; verb: notice or perceive (something) and register it as being significant; watch (someone or something) carefully and attentively; fulfill or comply with (a social, legal, ethical, or religious obligation).
OURS IS...
my disarrayed Heart
Observe how it still beats strong
as my thoughts Erode
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Today Prompt is USE THESE WORDS
The rules are ... You must use 8 of the 10 words, without changes, in prose or any form of poetry...
Today's words are...DEEP, DOTS, MAGIC, TAPING, , TEARED, SWIM, CAVES, JOKER, PAVED, EVERLASTING....
OURS IS...
As I listened once more to the taping of my best friends last words, my eyes teared up...
She knew she was dying and wanted so much to be the joker she always was, free spirited, laughing til the very end. She reminded me of the time we ate the magic mushrooms, when we got lost in the caves and the places we loved to swim. Memories paved into my heart, like the stars, dots in the sky to most, but everlasting love to her and I.
I laughed for her, because that is what she would have wanted and then I cried for the deep loss I will feel for the rest of my life. I kissed her urn, opened the top and set her free... as her ashes flew I swear I heard her giggle... smiling I sat there until the sun was gone and the full moon rose...
Love you my friend, thank you for loving me !
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Today's words are...DEEP, DOTS, MAGIC, TAPING, , TEARED, SWIM, CAVES, JOKER, PAVED, EVERLASTING....
OURS IS...
As I listened once more to the taping of my best friends last words, my eyes teared up...
She knew she was dying and wanted so much to be the joker she always was, free spirited, laughing til the very end. She reminded me of the time we ate the magic mushrooms, when we got lost in the caves and the places we loved to swim. Memories paved into my heart, like the stars, dots in the sky to most, but everlasting love to her and I.
I laughed for her, because that is what she would have wanted and then I cried for the deep loss I will feel for the rest of my life. I kissed her urn, opened the top and set her free... as her ashes flew I swear I heard her giggle... smiling I sat there until the sun was gone and the full moon rose...
Love you my friend, thank you for loving me !
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Monday, September 5, 2011
Today's Prompt is TANKA
A tanka is another poetry type related to the haiku. The first three lines are unrhymed. They have a syllable count of five, seven, five like the haiku. But the last two lines both have seven syllables. So the syllable count is: (5, 7, 5, 7, 7)
OURS IS...
LIVING PROOF
You will make it through
these times of hurt and despair
I am living proof
give God what you cant handle
He will see you through it all
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
OURS IS...
LIVING PROOF
You will make it through
these times of hurt and despair
I am living proof
give God what you cant handle
He will see you through it all
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Today' Prompt is ACROSTIC
An amazing place for Acrostics is @ http://acrosticonly.blogspot.com/
They invite you to try your hand at the monthly prompts, link yours up and get feedback... Today we are joining them with our try at ...MELANCHOLY
The rules are ...
Limit 1 submission per prompt. No punctuation marks at the end of the line, in the Regular Acrostics section, please. If you are going to participate in the prompts, please put Acrostic Only link at the top or bottom of your poem.
You can choose to do 1, 2, 3, or 4 Words per line in each prompt, except for the INNOVATIVE PROMPTS. The prompt must have either 1 word each line throughout the entire poem, 2 words each line throughout the entire poem, 3 words each line throughout the entire poem, or 4 words each line throughout the entire poem. But you cannot mix it.
OURS IS....
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
They invite you to try your hand at the monthly prompts, link yours up and get feedback... Today we are joining them with our try at ...MELANCHOLY
The rules are ...
Limit 1 submission per prompt. No punctuation marks at the end of the line, in the Regular Acrostics section, please. If you are going to participate in the prompts, please put Acrostic Only link at the top or bottom of your poem.
You can choose to do 1, 2, 3, or 4 Words per line in each prompt, except for the INNOVATIVE PROMPTS. The prompt must have either 1 word each line throughout the entire poem, 2 words each line throughout the entire poem, 3 words each line throughout the entire poem, or 4 words each line throughout the entire poem. But you cannot mix it.
OURS IS....
MELANCHOLY
Memories
Engulf
Longing
Ascends
New
Changes
Hinge
Opening
Lonely
Yesterdays
ENJOY
JL&B
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Today's Prompt is USE THIS LINE
The rules are... You may use this line anywhere in your write, with out changes, as many times as you would like, in prose or any form of poetry.
Today's line is ... JUST LIKE MY MOMMA WAS... OURS IS ...
Perhaps when I was very young,
I saw her much differently, for
like any child, I wanted to be,
Just like my Momma was...
The years had passed into my teens
and her hands were weapons on me,
it took me to a lonely place, was it
just like my Momma was ?
I left that home of hurt and pain,
changing everything I could,
I vowed that I would never be,
just like my Momma was...
Then I found in life, a hurtful man,
who I thought I'd love endlessly,
but I was abused and found him to be,
just like my Momma was...
The more things change, the more they're the same
my longing for home became dire, but,
forgiveness I was holding close to my heart,
just like my Momma was...
I'm not the same person, nor is she,
a common ground gained in time,
I look in the mirror and I see, I'm
just like my Momma was...
We're cherishing time more, together now,
and I'm glad we've let the past go
I found a place where I want to be
just like my Momma was...
Hummm, This is a real rough one, in more ways than one ( tee hee hee )
The flow is off , it has no rhyme and I'm out of time... HELP !!
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Friday, September 2, 2011
In the swing of things...
Luckily I have a lot of really great friends who follow me on this blog as well as on my FB page. I have been really busy with work these past few months and have found it hard to write and still have time to do all the little life things that we all must do. Getting back into the swing of things is sometime difficult, but I'm here and I'm able to comment on all your blogs again, so that is a blessing I'm running with !
Thank you all for the love and support you give so sweetly !!
YOU ALL ROCK !!!
Today we are doing a FINISH THIS LINE prompt...
The fairies gathered with flair
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Thank you all for the love and support you give so sweetly !!
YOU ALL ROCK !!!
Today we are doing a FINISH THIS LINE prompt...
The rules are you must use this line as the first line in your write, you may do yours in prose or any form of poetry ...
Today's line is...THE FAIRIES GATHERED WITH FLAIR
Today's line is...THE FAIRIES GATHERED WITH FLAIR
The fairies gathered with flair
for the party in the glades
a wedding of royal proportions
new ties will soon be made
Magnolias filled the air
with their scent so sweet
and tables overflowed
with all the special treats
And when the music played
the crowd was all a hush
the groom stood tall and proud
and the bride began to blush
They tied the love that binds
and then they jumped the broom
they danced the night away
the happy bride and groom
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Thursday, September 1, 2011
September already ???
Where has the time gone?
Well we are not so sure we can still do a daily prompt or if anybody will still care to play with us but we are going to give it a good effort... hopefully we will be able to comment on your blogs and not get booted off everytime we start to write...so here we go...
Today's prompt is USE THESE WORDS...
The rules are you must use at least 8 of the 10 words as they are given in any form of poetry or prose... today's words are...OVERALL, REACH, ACTION, TRULEY, STATE, JAW, MINDS, PLEA, SHELF, HOLD
OURS IS...
My jaw tightened, truley there is no action in my minds eye that could break the hold he has on my heart.
I plea for the love he placed on a shelf and state the obvious once more...
'I love you, but overall I can no longer be what you reach for only when it suits your needs'.
Leaving, he took my heart and never looked back.
Lessons of pushing love too far....
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Well we are not so sure we can still do a daily prompt or if anybody will still care to play with us but we are going to give it a good effort... hopefully we will be able to comment on your blogs and not get booted off everytime we start to write...so here we go...
Today's prompt is USE THESE WORDS...
The rules are you must use at least 8 of the 10 words as they are given in any form of poetry or prose... today's words are...OVERALL, REACH, ACTION, TRULEY, STATE, JAW, MINDS, PLEA, SHELF, HOLD
OURS IS...
My jaw tightened, truley there is no action in my minds eye that could break the hold he has on my heart.
I plea for the love he placed on a shelf and state the obvious once more...
'I love you, but overall I can no longer be what you reach for only when it suits your needs'.
Leaving, he took my heart and never looked back.
Lessons of pushing love too far....
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Tales of Tuesday
Hey everyone !
It seems like every time I try to get on blogger these days my service is out ! Imagine my surprise today when I actually was able to get on ! So we are going to do a Tales of Tuesday with a prompt of our beloved animals.
Recently a very dear friend of ours lost her very precious fur child, Topaz. It racked my heart to know the suffering that Helena and her husband Bob are going through with the loss of Topaz and reminded me of how special our furkids really are to each of us.
When I was growing up in my moms house we had lots of animals, from horses to cats and each of them to this day still hold a piece of our hearts. The one I remember most though is our first pony Trixie. We got her when I was six years old and we had her for twenty years !
When she first came to us she bucked and reared instead of trotting or running and my mom (all of five foot tall) rode that pony until she no longer bucked, so we could ride her safely. We were so excited to have our first horse ! We rode her everyday, (and well into the dark) always taking the time to cool her down by walking her for a half hour afterwards.
Trixie was a great pony, though she had a few tricks up her sleeve, like running straight for the lowest limb on a tree to knock us off, then waiting right there for us to get back on. She was very well trained too and was the reason for all the trophies and ribbons won at the horse shows and parades we went to all over the county.
One of my favorite memories of my childhood is a parade in Alpine, when I was eight or so... Trixie was pulling our pony cart and I was in a cowgirl costume, mom and my sister Julie were in costume too riding lead. We were doing really great for the first part of the parade, and I guess I let the reins a bit too loose...
The crowds were getting larger in the middle of town and when they started clapping, Trixie was spooked and bolted like she was on fire ! I was so scared ! I kept trying to pull her in , but she wasn't easy for my little arms and I lost control of her. Mom and Julie caught us quick enough, and they were able to calm Trixie down enough to finish the parade, but I was one scared child ! I loved the way my mom took control of the whole situation, and she totally understood when I requested to ride the other horse and she finished the parade in the cart with Trixie.
TRIXIE
It seems like every time I try to get on blogger these days my service is out ! Imagine my surprise today when I actually was able to get on ! So we are going to do a Tales of Tuesday with a prompt of our beloved animals.
Recently a very dear friend of ours lost her very precious fur child, Topaz. It racked my heart to know the suffering that Helena and her husband Bob are going through with the loss of Topaz and reminded me of how special our furkids really are to each of us.
When I was growing up in my moms house we had lots of animals, from horses to cats and each of them to this day still hold a piece of our hearts. The one I remember most though is our first pony Trixie. We got her when I was six years old and we had her for twenty years !
When she first came to us she bucked and reared instead of trotting or running and my mom (all of five foot tall) rode that pony until she no longer bucked, so we could ride her safely. We were so excited to have our first horse ! We rode her everyday, (and well into the dark) always taking the time to cool her down by walking her for a half hour afterwards.
Trixie was a great pony, though she had a few tricks up her sleeve, like running straight for the lowest limb on a tree to knock us off, then waiting right there for us to get back on. She was very well trained too and was the reason for all the trophies and ribbons won at the horse shows and parades we went to all over the county.
One of my favorite memories of my childhood is a parade in Alpine, when I was eight or so... Trixie was pulling our pony cart and I was in a cowgirl costume, mom and my sister Julie were in costume too riding lead. We were doing really great for the first part of the parade, and I guess I let the reins a bit too loose...
The crowds were getting larger in the middle of town and when they started clapping, Trixie was spooked and bolted like she was on fire ! I was so scared ! I kept trying to pull her in , but she wasn't easy for my little arms and I lost control of her. Mom and Julie caught us quick enough, and they were able to calm Trixie down enough to finish the parade, but I was one scared child ! I loved the way my mom took control of the whole situation, and she totally understood when I requested to ride the other horse and she finished the parade in the cart with Trixie.
Trixie had two colts while she was with us, Stardust and Chiquita. we still have Chiquita and she too has given us another baby, Bomber. Three generations of love and memories all from way back in 1969 when a pony named Trixie changed all of our lives for the better. We will always be grateful for the love she gave us.
Last year I wrote a poem for my mom about Trixie, she put it in a frame with a picture of me and Trixie in a horse show winning a trophy, one of my proud moments, hope you too will enjoy the poem...
Last year I wrote a poem for my mom about Trixie, she put it in a frame with a picture of me and Trixie in a horse show winning a trophy, one of my proud moments, hope you too will enjoy the poem...
TRIXIE
To learn to ride, we had a thirst
a Shetland pony, was our first
falling off was really the worst
her name was Trixie
Roan in color, white mane and tail
we rode her 'round the mountain trail
our love for her would never fail
her name was Trixie
She'd head right for the lowest limb
to get you off her back, and then,
wait 'til you got on again
her name was Trixie
Horse shows, parades, some ribbons won
the trip we took to the beach was fun,
riding our pony under the sun
her name was Trixie
Thinking of her brings back memories
some twenty-odd years in our family
she left us Chiquita, her legacy
her name was Trixie
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
ENJOY
JL&B
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