Conversations With Colleen: Meet Author, Laura Sansom, @louboop

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Hello everyone! This week I’d like to introduce you to a new author, Laura Sansom. I asked her to pick a question from my huge list HERE. We all aspire to be successful authors and the best way to learn some of the tricks of the trade is to ask questions.

Author, Laura Sansom

First, please meet my guest, Laura Sansom.

Laura is an aspiring writer whose projects have, and will continue to include poetry, article/ content writing, flash fiction and short story. Her works in progress being a new mixed media project, scripts for TV and film.

Recently published works include an article for the intern247 website and regular postings on O-Posts website and ap2hyc.

See her blog – www.fayed.wordpress.com as well as her reviews appearing on the website, amazon and Goodreads.

 Current creative projects awaiting confirmation /publication are novels, scripts, third poetry anthology, children’s story book and comic strip. Also some craft and photography work. As well as a mentor to a student through the Arkbound project.

Laura has a wide range of interests in film, T.V/ film and theatrical drama, Sci-fi, fashion, music, photography and a variety of crafts.

 Laura has attended many a networking event and this year attended Henley on Thames literary festival. She has previously attended London book fair, London film and comic con, Soho create and more.

Always looking to broaden her horizons as she attends many networking events and has previously attended Henley on Thames Lit-fest, London book fair, London film and comic con and Soho create.

Hi, Colleen. Thanks so much for this interview. I’m really looking forward to our chat.

Hi, Laura. It’s nice to meet you. As a writer, does writing energize you or exhaust you?

My writing is my energy to get through life – Who needs Red Bull? They say every writer has a story to tell and I have had a yarn or two that would be worthy of a soap opera plot but that’s my inspiration, not my exhaustion.

 Living through life through moments of interest and drama, good or bad, some mediocre and with the bad choices made there’s most definitely a plot twist or two. From this you evolve your own sense of perspective, opinions and beliefs – everything from wellbeing, health, anthropology and society and then yes the every discussed politics of the day means I am often feeling the need to get up on my soapbox.

 Structuring the before mentioned inspiration can be the exhausting bit. Every creative model starts with formulas and formats that have been in place since time began when people needed entertaining. So we are all instructed to follow some bare essential rules but we then decide that we have a right of interpretation and poetic licence – that is us being creative. Sometimes trying to fit the box is the exhausting bit.

 What energises me is the very cathartic effect the before mentioned events had on me and the way I get to deal with it through my writing. In dealing with my own problems I don’t do it as a day in the life of or a true life story but something more contrived and covert with added creative flair. The Jeremy Kyle effect is only present in my own creative head space, then transformed to something more fantastical.

 I think there’s always been an interest in creativeness and therapy, it doesn’t have to be as creative as a work of fiction but the great outdoors and what nature has given us. Anything that sits under the umbrella of creativity has a beauty in it, perhaps a moral story to it, goodness and that can be as simple as a silver lining in the adrenaline of a moment or as simple as staring out at the green of the garden. However my therapy is putting pen to paper or tapping at the keyboard.

You have a healthy attitude about writing! Tell us about your books.

Print copy on LULU.COM

Laura’s first collection is titled “Between Devils and Goalposts” and is about the choices we have to make as we are growing up. Do we stick with the path we have already chosen, or do we let the little devils distract us?  

PDF on LULU.COM

The second collection, “Exit the Nunnery” – All that slightly less than legit and the slightly illicit stuff even the good girls have to contend with.

rubberfacesandanimalimages.yolasitte.com An online anthology on the theme of bullying by L Sansom and CJ Walls – “Sticks and stones may break my bones but we carried on writing the anthology anyway.”

Laura has some experience with performance poetry with the Metroland poets. We presented work at High Wycombe / Woburn festival as well as the local publicised launch of the self-published book “Lines from Metroland”.

HOW TO CONTACT AUTHOR Laura Sansom

Twitter: Laura Sansom: @louboop

LinkedIn: Laura Sansom

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Thanks for stopping by to meet Laura Sansom

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 138 #SynonymsOnly

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Hi! I’m glad to see you here. Are you ready to write some syllabic poetry?

Shaking & Baking in the desert!

Here are your two words for this week:

“Clear & Nature”

Join in this week’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge using Synonyms Only for the words: Clear & Nature. #Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #Haibun, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma

HERE’S THE CATCH: You can’t use the prompt words! SYNONYMS ONLY! Except for the first challenge of the month ~ then, the poets get to choose their own words. ❤

PLEASE support the other poets by visiting their blogs and leaving comments. Sharing each other’s work on social media is always nice too.

This challenge is for Haiku, Senryu, Haiga, Tanka, Haibun, Etheree, Nonet, Shadorma, and Cinquain poetry forms. Freestyle rhyming poetry is not part of this challenge. Thank you. ❤

For Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, you can write your poem in one of the forms defined below. Click on the links to learn about each form:

HAIKU IN ENGLISH 

SENRYU IN ENGLISH

HAIGA

TANKA IN ENGLISH 

HAIBUN IN ENGLISH 

CINQUAIN & the variations on Cinquain-Wikipedia 

ETHEREE

NONET

SHADORMA

Here are some great sites that will help you write your poetry and count syllables

synonyms.com 

This site even has a link so you can install the extension on Google Chrome.

thesaurus.com

For Synonyms and Antonyms. When your word has too many syllables, find one that works.

howmanysyllables.com

Find out how many syllables each word has. I use this site to compose my poems. Click on the “Workshop” tab, then cut and paste your poetry into the box. Click the Count Syllables button on the button. This site does the hard work for you.

I don't get it

THE RULES

I will publish the Tuesday prompt post at 12: 03 A.M. Mountain Standard Time (Phoenix, AZ).  That should give everyone time to see the prompt from around the world. The RECAP is published on Monday and will contain the poetry from the Poet of the Month and any Honorable Mentions.

You have one week to complete the Challenge with a deadline of Sunday, at 12:00 P.M. (Noon) Phoenix, AZ, U. S. A.

This will give me a chance to cut and paste the poems from the submission form emails into the Recap published on Monday.

The rules are simple

Follow the schedule listed below:

Please do a LINK-BACK to this challenge by copying the https:// address of this post into your own.

Since I’m not adding your poetry to the weekly recap any longer, you DO NOT have to send an Email. Participants and readers will find your poetry from the links in the comments section of this post.

Don't forget

As time allows, I will visit your blog, comment, and TWEET your POETRY. I have also been sharing some of your poetry on MeWe.com.

Click here to follow me on MeWe.

If you add these hashtags to your post TITLE on your blog (depending on which poetry form you use) your poetry may be viewed more often:

#Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma

You may copy the badge I have created to go with the Weekly Poetry Challenge Post and place it in your post. It’s not mandatory:

Have fun and write some poetry!

Whispering…

Sue’s poem earned the right to claim the distinction of being the Poet of the Week for last week’s challenge. Congratulations, Sue. ❤

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

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Consciousness wavers

Ancient kindred whispering

Silent secrets shared

To know with other senses

Understanding of the heart

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For Colleen’s poetry challenge

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Colleen’s 2019 #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge Recap No. 137, #SynonymsOnly

Welcome to the Tanka Tuesday Poetry Recap featuring the work of poets from around the globe. If you would like to participate in this challenge, you can learn the rules in the menu item called Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Guidelines.

POETRY NEWS: Poetry Contests & Journal Submissions

Currently, UHTS is accepting poetry for the Autumn Issue of the Cattails Journal. Submissions for Autumn/ October issue open 1st July (midnight) GMT and close 15th August (midnight) GMT. Read the submission requirements: HERE. You can view the journal HERE. READ the UHTS poetry definitions that are acceptable for submission HERE.

UHTS also is sponsoring the “Fleeting Words” Tanka Competition. Submission Period and Deadline: May 1-August 15 of each year. There is a 10 poem limit on the number of submissions. If more than 10 poems are submitted, only the first 10 poems will be entered. Entries must be the original work of the author, be previously unpublished and not under consideration elsewhere for the entire time period it takes to complete the judging. Click HERE for submission requirements and read carefully to find the current competition.

I’m still having issues with WordPress – It takes a bare minimum of two tries to get your links to take in the editor. In addition, when I grab your poem from your emails many of your poems come across as “Headings” in the new Gutenberg editor. That means each line has to be manually changed into a paragraph and centered on the post. Until we all use the same Editor on WordPress, I don’t see this issue improving.

This is the final week I will be featuring all the poems in the recap

Because of this issue, and due to time constraints (I’m novel writing), starting next week, I will ONLY include the Poet of the Week, and the Honorable Mention(s) in the Recap. You won’t be required to email me your poems any longer. I will visit your poems from the links on the challenge post, and encourage everyone else to do the same. Thank you. ❤

Thank you for jumping through hoops this year as we struggled together to find a workable solution to the Recap. Thanks for understanding. ❤

The Poet of the Week will be published in the 2019 Poet of the Week Anthology, which everyone will be able to grab as a FREE PDF in January 2020.

Each week, I like to highlight a poet who I call the Poet of the Week, who has shared an exceptional message, or shown impassioned creativity through words or form. Poetry is all about perception, so don’t be shocked if you don’t feel the same way about a poem that I do.

This week, I’ve chosen Sue Vincent as the Poet of the Week. Her Tanka, called “Whispering,” really captured the meaning of the prompt words. Her accompanying photos, which are quite haunting – along with her words, gave me goosebumps! All in a good way. She tapped into something primal! This poem is a true Tanka and can be read forward and backward. Excellent!

The Honorable Mention this week goes to The Dark Netizen, for his Senryu, called “Human Nature,” which really conjured up images of the prompt words, kind and shift. Many of us touched on this same subject. We all need more kindness in the world! Not sure about the difference between a Senryu vs. a Haiku? Click HERE.

HERE’S WHO JOINED US LAST WEEK FOR THE POETRY CHALLENGE USING SYNONYMS FOR


“kind & shift” , #Tanka by Keerthi Ramesh Iyer

dawn awakes soft warmth

blushes in sweet pink and red

horizon paves change

embrace the giving light

tearful prayers of hope

***

“Compassion,” #Tanka by Ritu Bhathal

An alteration
In attitude will bring
About compassion
We all need to change the way
That we act and see the world

***

“Before,” #Cinquain by Vashti Quiroz-Vega

Before

I was someone

I didn’t want to be

I was sad, lost, and invisible

I changed

Before

I became strong

I knew what it was like

to be weak and undeserving

I changed

***

“Beach Bum,” #Haiku by Donna Matthews

affable beach bum
spurning frenetic movement
soaking up sunshine

***

“To Better Understand,” #Etheree by Sally Cronin

It
is most
genial
to meet someone
who is of like mind,
and who influences
us to explore and to change
the perspective we have of life,
so that we can better understand
how we are all connected together.

***

“Crazy Bug,” #Haiku by Traci Kenworth

The nature of

Family, a crazy bug

Their stretch endless.

***

“A Helping Hand,” #Haiku by Dave Madden

Sometime, you get stuck.

A helping hand can change things,

Getting you on track.

***

“Spirit Lingering,” #Shadorma by H. R. R. Gorman

Down she treads 
In ivory chemise, 
Steps muted. 
The spirit puts 
Her pale lips 
To the sleeping babe’s forehead, 
Wishes gentle sleep. 

***

“Nice Try,” #Etheree by Annette Rochelle Aben

Eyes

Rolled twice

About face

FORWARD MARCH, now

We don’t tolerate

That TYPE of behavior

Young lady, you know better

Than to lick all the chocolate

From the raisin and peanut candies

And then put them back in the covered dish

***

Poet of the Week, Sue Vincent

“Whispering,” #Tanka by Sue Vincent

Consciousness wavers

Ancient kindred whispering

Silent secrets shared

To know with other senses

Understanding of the heart

***

“Black Diaphanous Horses,” #Tanka by M. J. Mallon

Such a breed they are

Like no other you will see

Transformed from shadows

Wicked horses galloping

Are they real or devil’s dream?

***

“The Heat Breaks,” #Shadorma by Kerfe Roig

sky clouds rain–
suddenly letting
go, transformed–
drunk vortex,
mélange of thunder swirling–
spilling wind water

***

“To Be the River,” #Butterfly #Cinquain by Linda Lee Lyberg

Subtle
nature’s movement
when deep dark rivers glide
through rolling hills and lush valleys
tranquil
smooth stones buried in shifting sand
Oh! to be the river
to understand
life’s flow.

***

“Human Nature,” by the Dark Netizen

“Human Nature,” #Senryu by The Dark Netizen

If Humans Were More
Caring, We Could Change This World,
And Make It Better…

***

“Shift & Kind,” #Etheree by Anita Dawes

My

Loving

Father said

You have it all

Move your thoughts forward

Plan your life your own way

Make as many changes you need

I felt my father’s gentle whisper

With his help, I became the butterfly…

***

“Beware,” #Tanka by Willow Willers

What type of weather

Has this earth’s moved its axis

Climate upside down

Be caring of our planet

Don’t cover it in granite.

***

“Milk of Human Kindness,” #Butterfly #Cinquain by Jane Dougherty

What breed

is ours that stirs

only when our little

cup over-flows though death stalks for

others?

Evil grows banal and we watch

with bored indifference

as the red tide

rises.

***

“Late Afternoon Weeding,” #Haibun #Tanka by Frank J. Tassone

Mira has the green thumb, not me. The cool of the late afternoon comes upon us at last. The humidity remains constant; that is the one thing we did not miss out west! Still, She decides it’s a better time to weed than during the prime heat of the day.

She fills her pine basket with the first round. One grunt, and the intruders strangling her flowers come up, roots and all. She hums as she works. Meanwhile, grasshoppers chirp on, a cicada sounds off, and sporadic birdsongs abound beside a central Air Condition’s constant drone.

Under her care, our flower and vegetable gardens have a chance. The backyard critters will be so happy.

descending sun

and a gracious change

in the weather

a mammoth-sized cottoball

slowly floats away

***

“Save Our Mother,” #Haibun #Haiku by Colleen M. Chesebro

I feel the tremors of mother earth beneath my feet. In my heart, I know she is on the brink of a huge shift – the likes we’ve never seen before. Many issues will come into play for us and our many worldly neighbors: politics, economic disasters, dramatic weather fluxes and changes, the migration of peoples to other lands, and even our own shifts in perception of the truth. These are the thoughts tearing my heart apart today.

I want to speak out – to somehow make my voice heard above the constant grind of the news cycle. How can I help?

Hearts in the right place—
demand a public forum
cry for songs of change

Some secrets should be made public, known, shown, and spoken. Still, our cries for the truth go unheeded. When will we work together in concert to save our earthly mother?

***

Are you looking for more writing/poetry/photography challenges?

H.R.R. Gorman has created a comprehensive list on his blog. Click HERE to learn more. ❤

See you tomorrow for the new challenge!

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 137 #SynonymsOnly

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Hi! I’m glad to see you here. Are you ready to write some syllabic poetry?

POETRY NEWS: Poetry Contests & Journal Submissions

Currently, UHTS is accepting poetry for the Autumn Issue of the Cattails Journal. Submissions for Autumn/ October issue open 1st July (midnight) GMT and close 15th August (midnight) GMT. 
Read the submission requirements: HERE. You can view the journal HERE. READ the UHTS poetry definitions that are acceptable for submission HERE.

UHTS also is sponsoring the “Fleeting Words” Tanka Competition. Submission Period and Deadline: May 1-August 15 of each year. There is a 10 poem limit on the number of submissions. If more than 10 poems are submitted, only the first 10 poems will be entered. Entries must be the original work of the author, be previously unpublished and not under consideration elsewhere for the entire time period it takes to complete the judging. Click HERE for submission requirements and read carefully to find the current competition.


Here are your two words for this week:

Kind & Shift

HERE’S THE CATCH: You can’t use the prompt words! SYNONYMS ONLY! Except for the first challenge of the month ~ then, the poets get to choose their own words. ❤

PLEASE support the other poets by visiting their blogs and leaving comments. Sharing each other’s work on social media is always nice too.

This challenge is for Haiku, Senryu, Haiga, Tanka, Haibun, Etheree, Nonet, Shadorma, and Cinquain poetry forms. Freestyle rhyming poetry is not part of this challenge. Thank you. ❤

For Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, you can write your poem in one of the forms defined below. Click on the links to learn about each form:

HAIKU IN ENGLISH 

SENRYU IN ENGLISH

HAIGA

TANKA IN ENGLISH 

HAIBUN IN ENGLISH 

CINQUAIN & the variations on Cinquain-Wikipedia 

ETHEREE

NONET

SHADORMA

Here are some great sites that will help you write your poetry and count syllables

synonyms.com 

This site even has a link so you can install the extension on Google Chrome.

thesaurus.com

For Synonyms and Antonyms. When your word has too many syllables, find one that works.

howmanysyllables.com

Find out how many syllables each word has. I use this site to compose my poems. Click on the “Workshop” tab, then cut and paste your poetry into the box. Click the Count Syllables button on the button. This site does the hard work for you.

I don't get it

THE RULES

I will publish the Tuesday prompt post at 12: 03 A.M. Mountain Standard Time (Phoenix, AZ).  That should give everyone time to see the prompt from around the world. The RECAP is published on Monday and will contain the challenge participant’s poems.

You have one week to complete the Challenge with a deadline of Sunday, at 12:00 P.M. (Noon) Phoenix, AZ, U. S. A.

This will give me a chance to cut and paste the poems from the submission form emails into the Recap published on Monday.

The rules are simple

Follow the schedule listed below:

Please note: I will not retrieve your poetry from the ping-backs any longer – only from the emails. If you want to be considered for the Poet of the Week or published on the Recap please email me. Please don’t just send a link to your post.

EMAIL ME:

tankatuesdaypoetry@gmail.com

Please send: Your name, Title & Type of poem, The web address of your poem, and Your poem. 

Don't forget

As time allows, I will visit your blog, comment, and TWEET your POETRY. I have also been sharing some of your poetry on MeWe.com.

Click here to follow me on MeWe.

If you add these hashtags to your post TITLE on your blog (depending on which poetry form you use) your poetry may be viewed more often:

#Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma

You may copy the badge I have created to go with the Weekly Poetry Challenge Post and place it in your post. It’s not mandatory:

Have fun and write some poetry!


The Woman at 106 – #Etheree, #DoubleEtheree

Congratulations to H. R. R. Gorman! He is the Poet of the Week!

Let Me Tell You the Story of...

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She
Lives at
One-oh-six,
Rides a ten-speed,
Listens to a mix
Of classic rock and soul.
Once you get past the bricks
Guarding her house and her ego,
You’ll see to whom my heart is transfixed
But God says I must admire from afar.

She
Joined no
Stupid cliques
Back in high school
Where girls had no dicks.
I’d swim the river Styx
And challenge Pluto for her,
But I can’t cross the crucifix
As He stares me down and tattle-tells
To my boss, to my mom, to politics.
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This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #136, a photoprompt. I don’t really know where this came from, but I just looked at that peaceful little housefront and tried to imagine who lived there. The bicycle drew my attention. With “women’s bikes’ relatively rare out there, I tried to cultivate this image of a person trying really hard to seem…

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Colleen’s 2019 #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge Recap No. 136, #PhotoPrompt

Welcome to the Tanka Tuesday Poetry Recap featuring the work of poets from around the globe. If you would like to participate in this challenge, you can learn the rules in the menu item called Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Guidelines.

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POETRY NEWS: POETRY CONTESTS & JOURNAL SUBMISSIONS

Currently, UHTS is accepting poetry for the Autumn Issue of the Cattails Journal. Submissions for Autumn/ October issue open 1st July (midnight) GMT and close 15th August (midnight) GMT. 
Read the submission requirements: HERE. You can view the journal HERE. READ the UHTS poetry definitions that are acceptable for submission HERE.

UHTS also is sponsoring the “Fleeting Words” Tanka Competition. Submission Period and Deadline: May 1-August 15 of each year. There is a 10 poem limit on the number of submissions. If more than 10 poems are submitted, only the first 10 poems will be entered. Entries must be the original work of the author, be previously unpublished and not under consideration elsewhere for the entire time period it takes to complete the judging. Click HERE for submission requirements and read carefully to find the current competition.


DON’T FORGET TO EMAIL ME YOUR POEM. And, to those of you who did email their poems, thank you for using the new email tankatuesdaypoetry@gmail.com.

Remember, please send me your name, title of your poem, #type of poem, and the link to your blog post where the poem was published.

Please don’t just send me your link. When you do that, I have to go to your blog, copy your poem and information, cut and paste that with no formatting into a Word document and then, cut and paste the poem into my new post. The recap takes me about 3 hours to compile into a post. I need your help in order for me to continue publishing a RECAP featuring your poem with a link back to your blog. Starting July 23rd, I WILL NOT grab your poems from the link-backs. Sorry, it’s just too much work. ❤


This week, we tried something new! A photo prompt or Ekphrasis prompt. (Many thanks to Merril D. Smith, for the additional information on the official name of this type of prompt). The Poetry foundation shares:

“Description” in Greek. An ekphrastic poem is a vivid description of a scene or, more commonly, a work of art. Through the imaginative act of narrating and reflecting on the “action” of a painting or sculpture, the poet may amplify and expand its meaning. 

Poetryfoundation.org

DON’T FORGET: The Poet of the Week & the honorable mentions will be published in the 2019 Poet of the Week Anthology, which everyone will be able to grab as a FREE PDF in January 2020.

Each week, I like to highlight a poet who I call the Poet of the Week, who has shared an exceptional message, or shown impassioned creativity through words or form. Poetry is all about perception, so don’t be shocked if you don’t feel the same way about a poem that I do.

This week, I’ve chosen H. R. R. Gorman as the Poet of the Week. His poem, The Woman at 106, was gritty and raw in its intensity. After you read it once… read it again. The undercurrent of his words blew me away. In true form, he took on the persona of the woman who lived in that house, and I loved how he read between the lines. I think he saw things, the rest of us didn’t. Here’s what he shared:

I don’t really know where this came from, but I just looked at that peaceful little house-front and tried to imagine who lived there. The bicycle drew my attention. With “women’s bikes’ relatively rare out there, I tried to cultivate this image of a person trying really hard to seem feminine. As a North Carolinian, I’ve had close exposure to extremely transphobic laws and situations, and I guess that inspired this poem.

H. R. R. Gorman

I gave one Honorable Mention to Sally Cronin, and her heartfelt poem, Those We Left Behind, because of the great emotions she evoked with her words. Once again, she looked beyond the layers in this photo to show us what was buried beneath this almost too perfect exterior.

I also gave Willow Willers an Honorable Mention for her poem, The Package. Willow tells a delightful story in a double Etheree. Even though Etheree poetry is usually unrhymed, I liked the rhythm her words created. As I’ve stressed before, sometimes you’ve gotta break the rules just a little bit!

Congratulations Poets!

HERE’S WHO JOINED US LAST WEEK FOR our 1st Ekphrasic POETRY CHALLENGE using the image below:

When you look beyond the obvious you see the possibilities and can answer, ‘what if?’

ORDER: title, type of poem, followed with the name of the poet, and the link back to their post, and the poem.


“This Place, Home,” #Etheree, by Merril D. Smith

Train

slows down

time has stopped

rather, reversed–

a more pleasant time–

or perhaps it’s a dream.

She wants to stay here. This place

where flowers bloom, and it is spring

always. She gets off at the stop, now to

live another life, or one meant to be.

***

“Sweet Memories” #Haibun by Miriam Hurdle

For sentimental reason, I still keep many pieces of projects my daughter made. I have a flowerpot she decorated when she was in 5th grade. It is sitting on a round glass top table between two chairs in the front patio. I like to sit in the front porch to drink coffee in the morning. The flowerpot reminds me of the things we did together when she was growing up.

Kids are grown and gone

Keeping the bikes where they were

Jolly wheels still turned

Muddy feet through door they came

Hungry mouths screamed for cookies

***

“Home, Sweet, Home,” #Haiku, by Traci Kenworth

Green vines climb

Bicycle sits idle

A light warms.

***

“Nature Wins,” #Haiku, by Donna Matthews

ivy creeping up
vines crawling up and over 
nature wins again

***

“The Beacon,” #Haibun #Haiku by theindishe

The stony steps lined by a verdant gossamer of thin moss led to the teak paneled door of the house. Embedded in the pristine granite frame, it stood guard, a sentinel to love and life inside. The trellis lush with green foliage embellished its facade. Radiating a vernal bloom that was incited by the spark of tranquil serene from the insides of the house. The mystical French Windows, elan and regal, threw open a vista of untold love. And the bicycles stood by the trimmed hedge awaiting to be ridden onto unchartered territories. The lamp cast a bright light on a dark day.

A light of hope bright,
A beacon to show me way,
I stumble to rise.

***

“106,” #Etheree, by Anita Dawes

106

Looks out

At the world

With lights shining

As if it belongs

Chairs hidden forgotten

Bicycles never ridden

Parcel placed outside just for show

Looking for all the world to belong

Hologram, a picture from the future…

***

Poet of the Week: H. R. R. Gorman, July 16 – Jul 21, 2019

“The Woman at 106,” #Etheree/DoubleEtheree, by H. R. R. Gorman

She
Lives at
One-oh-six,
Rides a ten-speed,
Listens to a mix
Of classic rock and soul.
Once you get past the bricks
Guarding her house and her ego,
You’ll see to whom my heart is transfixed
But God says I must admire from afar.

She
Joined no
Stupid cliques
Back in high school
Where girls had no dicks.
I’d swim the river Styx
And challenge Pluto for her,
But I can’t cross the crucifix
As He stares me down and tattle-tells
To my boss, to my mom, to politics.

***

“Blue Twilight,” #Etheree, by Linda Lee Lyberg

Blue 
twilight 
drifting in 
on evening breeze 
welcoming day’s end 
lush scent of greenery 
surrounds the welcoming porch 
a place to pause, a chair to rest 
gather the day’s worries, toss them to 
the wind, sip a glass of red wine and dream.

***

“Those We Leave Behind,” by Sally Cronin

“Those We Leave Behind, #Haibun #Haiku, by Sally Cronin

I wait in the shadows of the trees opposite the house. I glimpse movement as the family moves back and forth across the windows. A house of character, substantial and clearly a happy home. Tears run down my face and gather in grief below my chin. I do not have the will to wipe them away. They remind me of another time when I was part of the laughter and happiness. Those that I have left behind have moved on. Do they even remember me? A face appears at the window and stares across the street. A small child with a face that owes much to me, her grandmother. She waves and smiles. Content I fade back into the woods and on to my final destination.

Death is not the end
when we gift a part of us
to those left behind.

***

“Home, Sweet, Home,” #Tanka, by Ritu Bhathal

This is home sweet home
Where the light on the doorstep
Shines a bright welcome
A place filled with memories
A house full of family

***

“Decadent,” #Tanka by Bobby Fairfield

Sounds of jollity

carried on electric light,

pierce ivy shutters,

through twice glazed frames declaring

Neo-Georgian mockery.

***

“Memories,” #Shadorma, by Pratibha

Memories –
Some faded on corners
Others bright;
A green house
Ringing with love and laughter 
With me; or without ? 

***

“The Package” by Willow Willers

“The Package,” Double #Etheree, by Willow Willers

Six
O’clock
Amazon
Has been to call
And left the parcel
Outside against the wall.
Jen arrives and parks her bike
This house is still not quite a home
For he is away and she’s alone.
Then she sees the package outside the door.
Full of excitement she gathers it up.
She rushed in doors to open it
It’s a beautiful photo book
Delighted she takes a look
There he is full of smiles
Waving to her from
Across the miles
Suddenly
They are
One

***

“Putting Down Roots,” #Shadorma by Jane Dougherty

Putting down

roots, clothing bare dreams

with ivy,

is painting

futures with the golden hues

of shared warmth.

***

“Photo Prompt,” #Tanka by M. J. Mallon

Who’s blue bike is that?

Oh wait, I see your shadow

Two bikes and two chairs

Two fruit scones, butter and jam

Two old friends sit by the light

***

“Breaking Free,” #Tanka, by Robbie Cheadle

Is it possible

To escape conformity

And break your shackles?

Try riding a bicycle

With your face into the wind

***

“Home is Where We Love,” #Tanka, by Vashti Quiroz-Vega

Beyond the black door

there are rooms and furniture

tastefully arranged

A home built with love and dreams

The sweetest sort of heaven

***

“Home,” #Nonet, by Colleen M. Chesebro

As the fringes of darkness descend
cicadas sing their summer songs
inviting all kith and kin 
where hearts dwell together
wrapped tightly in love
dear memories
bittersweet
send me
home

***

Are you looking for more writing/poetry/photography challenges?

H.R.R. Gorman has created a comprehensive list on his blog. Click HERE to learn more. ❤

More Notes from: The Modern Witch’s Masterclass with Phyllis Curott, “How to Cast a Spell,” via Hay House


I’ve been enjoying this free series on Wiccan Witchcraft by Phyllis Curott via Hay House. Here is the link to this lesson so can watch it yourself. These are my notes and I’ve tried to catch her words as closely as possible, but much of the following is paraphrased. ❤

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HOW TO CAST A SPELL

What is your definition of magic? Do you think witches cast spells to control the world? That simply isn’t true.

Magic is what a living cosmos does with you once you’ve awakened to its divinity and your own.

The secret to magic is your relationship with the sacred. All real magic is the manifestation of the divine.

Everyone is capable of magic. It’s not a supernatural way to control reality. Making magic is a co-creative process with the divine that dwells inside and all around you when you’re open and aware and connected to that divinity.

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MAGIC IS EVERYWHERE

Magic is in the synchronicities, signs, and messages your receive in dreams that come true. Magic is found in the healing that defies prognosis, and in the opportunities that appear when none were there before. It’s found in the unexpected help you receive, and in the harmony with which your life begins to take shape.

Magic changes everything, and the first thing it changes is you. It breaks down your barriers, shifting your perceptions and awakening your soul. When you do it right, it awakens the witch within you.

Magic and meditation go hand in hand. Altering our state of consciousness opens us to the divine and meditation does that. It allows us to enter realms of spirit and for you to move freely outside the bounds of space and time. It allows you to dive deep within to find where divinity dwells.

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Meditation can be magic! Meditating is one of the fastest ways to change your consciousness.

The next time you are meditating – go ahead… cast a spell. What exactly is a spell? A spell is like poetry, an incantation, a rhyme. Rhyming has a powerful effect on your mind and emotions. In fact, like singing, chanting a spell with two or more witches magnifies the effect.

In order for a spell to work in partnership with the sacred source of creation, you need a change of consciousness. Meditation is the answer.

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AFFIRMATIONS ARE SPELLS

The power of positive affirmations as a repetition of phrases, alter our self perception and our behavior to manifest desired changes in our psyche and in our life.

Here is a chant created by Louise Hay:

“I am one with the divine power that created me. I use my power with love, success, and generosity.”

In the video, Phyllis sings a Wiccan chant, I’ve shared below:

“She changes every thing she touches, and every thing she touches, changes.”

If you repeat this chant a number of times you will feel your energy improve. The longer you chant, the stronger the effect. This chant alters your heart and connects you to the universe.

When you’ve finished your chant, thank creation for receiving your intention, your energy, and your magic!

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& BLESSED BE!

The Fringe Magazine: FICTION: The Girl I Wanted Murdered By Traci Kenworth

Traci Kenworth has a short story published in the Fringe Online Magazine! After you’re done having a read, take a look around. You never know what opportunity might be waiting for you!

*The Fringe is an online and pdf magazine that publishes flash fiction, short stories, artwork, movie, music, game and book reviews.

The Fringe is open to submissions of poetry, flash fiction and short stories of any genre. Stories accepted will be published online in our Ezine and also in the monthly pdf magazine.*

Don’t forget to read Traci’s story below!

Source: The Fringe Magazine: FICTION: The Girl I Wanted Murdered By Traci Kenworth

Authors Supporting Authors ~ Jim Webster’s Newest Releases

Hi, everyone. Jim Webster has two more new novellas coming out and I offered to help spread the word. This post is part of “The Gentlemen Behaving Badly Blog Tour.”

Jim shares that both novellas are the usual format containing just over twenty short stories featuring Tallis Steelyard. The stories do have a theme as they are all tales of gentlemen behaving badly! I can only imagine what’s inside those pages!

For my readers, Jim has written a story to whet your appetite for more of his writing. Please enjoy.

Every last penny

There is a time and a place for household economy. There have been times when I had so little money that I knew each sadly debased copper coin personally. I was familiar with their little foibles, the scars that a long lifetime of close proximity to other coins had left on their surfaces. Indeed the well-worn faces of long forgotten monarchs and eponymous archons were more familiar to me than mine own.

Still whilst I might cherish them, I confess to having a somewhat casual attitude to their arrival and departure. Yes I might lament their leaving, but I never recorded the sad event. I might have been taught my bookkeeping by Miser Mumster, but I saw no reason to allow such things to demarcate my own life. The idea that the wonder that is Tallis Steelyard could be reduced to regimented columns of figures parading in lockstep across a page saddens me.

Still not everybody thinks as I do, and perhaps Quarran Bleer was my antithesis. He recorded everything. Every coin earned and every coin spent and what he spent it on. He even recorded a quarter dreg picked up in the street. These small coins were minted by the notorious lordlings of Dawn Shadow Keep and frankly they contain so much lead I’ve known people punch holes in them and use them as bearings.

Every evening the day finished with the family gathered round the table as Quarran read from his great book, telling them of that day’s entries, and checking that none of them had further additions or subtractions to make.

Now I don’t want you to think he was mean. Quarran was no miser, he never earned enough to be a miser. It’s just that I’ve never known anybody catalogue their gestures of spontaneous generosity so minutely. If he gave a child a twenty-five dreg piece to purchase themselves some trifling sugar fancy, he would, under a subheading, note how much the fancy cost, and what the child did with the rest of the money.

In later years, as his eyes failed him, and reading became more difficult, his son would keep up the accounts for him, and was trained to meet his father’s demanding standards. Indeed when Quarran died, his son, Kastaff, continued the detailed cataloguing of his family’s finances. 

It was Kastaff who tentatively approached publishers with his father’s tome, wondering if it could be published. He met with universal rejection and even quiet mockery but eventually he decided to print a small run himself. He approached Glicken’s Printers and they tendered a price he felt he could afford. Even as they laid the type out in the forms, Silac Glicken knew they were on to a winner. It took them twice the time to set up than he had expected, so fascinated were he and the other compositors with what they were reading. Although Kastaff had only paid for a hundred to be printed, Silac took a gamble and printed twice the number, and sold them all within the first week.

All in all, the work proved to be a modest success. I heard a comment that ‘The account books of Quarran Bleer’ is one of the most widely referenced and quoted works in the university library.’ Regularly one will read slogans such as, “The price of our ale has not risen since Quarran Bleer’s time.” Indeed, I remember one lady writing a strong letter to the Port Naain Intelligencer, stating firmly that the lady Quarran Bleer had paid two vintenars to for ‘erotic services’ was not her but her grandmother of the same name.

The success of the venture has of course encouraged Kastaff to promise the world that he is following firmly in his father’s footsteps in this matter, and intends to publish his own account books, perhaps in twenty-year instalments. As the city waits with bated breath for this happy day, Kastaff is wisely keeping his family in the public eye.

He has published his father’s monograph, “The evolution of beer bottles in Port Naain.” We knew from the account books that old Quarran had been partial to a bottle of decent beer, and once or twice he mentions money he got from selling bottles he’d found. What we now discovered was that throughout his adult life he’d been studying and cataloguing the beer bottles of the city. Now each one, with an appropriate sketch, was recorded for posterity.

Silac Glicken mentioned to me in passing, that this book sold in one month more copies that all the volumes of poetry he prints, added together! There are times when I feel that I ought to change my genre. Lancet Foredeck, when he heard this, took to writing his poems on labels which he planned to stick to beer bottles. I feel his project would have gone better if he hadn’t chosen a brand of rather inferior milk stout to apply his labels to.

Then there was Quarran’s collection of ‘final demands,’ and entreaties to pay outstanding accounts. I confess that I purchased a copy of this, slightly foxed, and found it fascinating. As somebody who has received many missives in this genre I suppose I read them with the eye of a connoisseur. Indeed some of them I recognised having received one in the same hand. I briefly considered publishing my one collection, but alas it is sadly depleted. Those written on poor quality and absorbent paper have long been used for the purpose they were best suited to. Those on better paper have served me well when I have been working on some of my verses. It is always handy to have a scrap of paper to jot something down on, and it must be confessed that it a role that suits them.

Still there is one small entry in the Quarran’s account book that I do have a certain sentimental attachment to.

“Paid, to Tallis Steelyard. One vintenar, Port Naain, recent minting. For some verses for my lady wife upon the celebration of our wedding anniversary. She commented that it gave her immeasurable pleasure.”

Somethings are indeed beyond price.


And now, we’d better hear from Jim Webster.

SOMEONE ONCE WROTE THIS ABOUT ME…

“Jim Webster is probably still fifty-something, his tastes in music are eclectic, and his dress sense is rarely discussed in polite society. In spite of this, he has a wife and three daughters.

He has managed to make a living from a mixture of agriculture, consultancy, and freelance writing. Previously he has restricted himself to writing about agricultural and rural issues but including enough Ancient Military history to maintain his own sanity. But seemingly he has felt it necessary to branch out into writing fantasy and Sci-Fi novels.”

Now with eight much-acclaimed fantasy works and two Sci-Fi to my credit it seems I might be getting into the swing of things.

Amazon Author Page: Jim Webster

So here I am again with another blog tour. I’ve released two collections of short stories from Tallis and if you’ve enjoyed the one you just read, you’ll almost certainly enjoy these.

So what have Tallis and I got for you?

Well, first there’s, ‘Tallis Steelyard. A guide for writers, and other
stories.’ The book that all writers who want to know how to promote and sell their books will have to read. Sit at the feet of the master as Tallis passes on the techniques which he has tried and perfected over the years.

Tallis even has a blog of his own at https://tallissteelyard.wordpress.com/

As well as this you’ll have music and decorum, lessons in the importance of getting home under your own steam, and brass knuckles for a lady. How can you resist, all this for a mere 99p? ($1.26 U.S.)

Then we have, ‘Tallis Steelyard. Gentlemen behaving badly, and other
stories.’ Now is your chance to see Port Naain by starlight and meet ladies of wit and discernment. There are Philosophical societies, amateur dramatics, the modern woman, revenge, and the advantages of a good education. 

So come on, treat yourself, because you’re worth it.

Many thanks to Jim Webster for sharing such a delightful story. Looking for more stories? Find Jim at his blog: Jim Webster, Books & Stuff.