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The Priests

Posted: November 18, 2017 in Uncategorized

Today, Pegman took us to San José el Huayate, Chiapas, Mexico.

“Come,” they said.
“Offer your soul to God,” they said.
Words: Let Him protect and guide you. He alone offers peace.
More: Poverty will be annihilated. Evil banished. Your people will thrive beneath His benevolent gaze.
Still more: Crops will multiply, tenfold. Village children will flourish, grow tall and strong and smart.

When we did all that was asked, the truth swallowed us whole.
In spite of an exact amount of rain and sun, crops died.
Their coffers grew as ours diminished.
Some of our children perished before they were born.
The rest wished they had.

Too late, we asked, “Who is this benevolent God, this Christ?”
Too late, we realized His priests were greedy and war-like.
For they raped our women, stole our food and molested our children.
Erected churches over our cornfields and sacred grounds.

No more! Today we take back our lives inside howling winds and swirling knives.

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Crossed Letters

Posted: November 4, 2017 in Uncategorized

I think I cheated this week….(I didn’t complete this thought and Lynn and K.Lawsen questioned why I thought my story was cheating. So ~ Yesterday was a busy day filled with politics in our community. I thought it was cheating because I didn’t stick to the city of Córdoba.)

My Dearest Samuel,
If only you were here. You and I would sit before the fire, me telling you the happy news that we are expecting a child, you smiling. Upon your return, we shall make no more plans for your explorations. Instead, we will enjoy our lives here, in your ancestral home listening to the giggles and shouts of our children chasing one another amongst the roses.

All my love and more, Louise

My Sweet Louise,
All has gone awry. I’ve not climbed a single rock face. Aconcagua works against us. The clothing we chose is unfit; our party is freezing to death. The porters fled three days ago. We have no food. Rock slides occur daily. Sadly, a boulder killed our dear Thomas. You and I may never see one another again Think of me when you walk in the rose garden.

I will love you forever, Samu
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No Luck with Magic

Posted: July 12, 2017 in Uncategorized


Tashira collected everything, just as the old ones had instructed. Two hundred fairy wings stored in a crystalline jar. Four dragonfly eyes, two red and two green. A gossamer gown from Princess Hashir, the troll who lived beneath the Covfefe River. She melted three bars of gold to create a candelabra that held a single candle created from the tallow of bears. All that work for nothing. William the Orange remained a king who played while his selfish children ruled the kingdom, and tomorrow she would marry the eldest son who looked every bit like Dracula. Tashira began to weep.

100-words

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An Ode to Hitler

Posted: May 6, 2017 in Uncategorized

Pegman took us to the Yorkshire Dales today. I think seeing The Promise last week drew me back to the dark side of life. I apologize. Anyway, here is my 147-word story from Yorkshire. (Thanks, K. Rawson for providing an inspiring place to write!)
An Ode to Hitler

We met at a crossing between life and death.
Both of us treading lightly over a tarnished silver lining.
You lost your wife.
I lost my mother father brothers
and a sister.
But during those endless years, everyone lost someone.
Maybe, compared to other’s grief our’s carried no weight.
Babies died.
Babies were murdered.
Babies – of which we had none.
But the grief we felt was crushingly heavy.
We stumbled, you and I, before falling so deep we had no desire to survive.
Still, anger kept us alive.
We did our work, ate our bread and fought for watery soup.
Slept in rags on splintered boards balanced above skittering mice.
Sixty years later we sit, saying nothing.
There is no need.
Your twisted back and my childless womb say it all in a voice so loud it should shatter glass.
YOU COULD NOT KILL US ALL

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An Unfulfilled Life

Posted: January 4, 2017 in Uncategorized

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The swirl and grind of life never fazed Annette.
She went to work, hated her job, came home.
She tended the children, as required.
Due to no effort on her part
all five grew into fine young men and women.
Annette observed them moving away.
Never bothered to call them
nor worried if they didn’t call her.

Once slim and beautiful, Annette grew fat.
She sewed larger clothes.
Her hair became limp and dull.
She cut it.

When Annette’s husband said she no longer cooked well
she bought take-out.
She attended his funeral without tears.
Not a soul attended hers.

(100 words)

 

 

 

Crossed Letters

Posted: December 26, 2016 in Uncategorized

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20 April 1746

Dear Ealga,
Meet me by the falls, beneath the rock where we
conceived our fair-haired Aednat.
You will not recognize me for I have been wounded – thrice.
The scars on my face are deep. Poorly healed. Hideous.
But, you will know me for the love
that still swells my heart
to the point of breaking
when I think of you and our wee lassie.
You will see it in my eyes.
Recognize me that way.
Come. Look for me among the stones.

17 April 1746

My Dearest Colm,
Soldiers have ransacked the highlands.
I have heard that on the morrow
troops will search the falls for traitors
and deserters. Do not travel there.
I will take wee Aednat to the ridge above Inverness.
If you still love us, join us there.
The Argyll Militia is on the march.
We can wait but two days.
Hurry! Search for us between the furrows.

 

 

50 Happy Things

Posted: December 19, 2016 in Uncategorized
  1. My husband. Handsome and true
  2. Freya. Our foundling kitty
  3. My sisters. Two of “The Sisters Three”
  4. Snow
  5. Sun
  6. Crunching leaves in the fall
  7. An evening with friends
  8. Aerobics
  9. Yoga
  10. My friends at Aerobics and Yoga
  11. Thoughts of my parents – deceased just this year
  12. Sewing
  13. Gardening
  14. Reading
  15. Traveling
  16. Did I mention traveling?
  17. Hiking
  18. Cooking – not baking
  19. Birds of ALL kinds
  20. The sound of water – lakes, rivers, the ocean
  21. My friend’s cabin in Colorado
  22. My friend in Colorado
  23. Polka dots
  24. The color green
  25. Or red
  26. Candlelight
  27. Lavender
  28. Black and white photos
  29. Coffee
  30. Tea
  31. Tennis
  32. Velvet
  33. My best friend’s children
  34. A good pair of reading glasses
  35. Rain! Oh, yes I love rain.
  36. Touching base with old friends on Facebook
  37. Audiobooks
  38. Clean sheets, dried in the sun
  39. Wearing sweatpants all day
  40. A good haircut
  41. Laughing children
  42. The call of a raven
  43. A blue heron in flight
  44. The sound of crickets
  45. Drums
  46. Dancing, dancing, dancing
  47. My writing desk – three stories up in the trees
  48. Christmas garlands
  49. Horses
  50. Seltzer water

Here’s how this works: set a timer for 15 minutes; timing this is critical. Once you start the timer, start your list. The goal is to write 50 things that made you happy in 2016, or 50 thing that you feel grateful for. The idea is to not think too hard; just write what comes to mind in the time allotted. You may find that if you use numbered mode, and just type what comes to mind, like me you will have enough time for more than 50. When the timer’s done, stop writing. Finish whatever sentence you’re on, but don’t add more. If you haven’t written 50 things, that’s ok. If you have more than 50 things and still have time, keep writing; you can’t feel too happy or too grateful! Add the photos, links, instructions, etc after you finish the list––the timer doesn’t matter for getting these details down; it applies to the list itself.

To join us for this project: 1) Write your post and publish it (please copy and paste the instructions from this post, into yours) 2) Click on the blue frog at the very bottom of this post. 3) That will take you to another window, where you can paste the URL to your post. (folks have trouble with this, but it’s not that hard. 4)Follow the prompts, and your post will be added to the Blog Party List. Please note: the InLinkz will expire on January 3, 2017. After that date, no blogs can be added. Scan to the bottom of this post to find the inlinkz.

Please note that only blog posts that include a list of 50 (or an attempt to write 50) things that made you feel Happy or 50 things that you are Grateful for, will be included. Please don’t add a link to a post that isn’t part of this exercise; Dawn will remove it. Aside from that one caveat, there is no such thing as too much positivity. Share your happy thoughts, your gratitude; be creative; be happy and grateful, and help us flood the blogosphere with both!

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