It was a great day by any standards... sweet husband, coffee, breakfast. Then I spent most of the rest of it with my very good friend Karen,we had a great time together.
so forgive me for not writing a bunch today, my head is swimming for all the fun I had today.
Today is One Stop's Photo Challenge, which we highly recommend. You can find our poem and the link to onestop on our poetry blog http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
Be good to one another !
ENJOY
JL&B
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
BOOK OF LOVE
I started a little book of love prompt on my other blog, sharing it all over the places I haunt. Yesterday I went to Shutterfly and put my own photographs in an album and put all of the Book of Love poems in it. What a joy it is !! I have had a blast doing it and recommend it to everyone !
You can see all of our poems and the book of love on display (shamelessly !) on our poetry blog http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
Today is CHAPTER SIX
Hope to see you joining in too
ENJOY
JL&B
You can see all of our poems and the book of love on display (shamelessly !) on our poetry blog http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
Today is CHAPTER SIX
Hope to see you joining in too
ENJOY
JL&B
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Feeling much better today !!
Thank God, I woke without my head aching today, maybe the aneurysm popped ! Not funny, I know, but I got a laugh out of it !
Most of my followers are new to my writings, so today I want to share another one of my prose stories. I hope you enjoy it...This is from FanStory, a place of wonderful Prompts and contests... This prompt was a Sentence starts the story, it had to be aat least 500 words but no more than 1000, ours is 821.. The sentence was THE BED WAS EMPTY....
FOR THE LOVE OF JILLIAN
The bed was empty. For the first time in thirty-eight years of their time together, he was absolutely alone. He felt a sickness in his stomach, one that Jillian would have had a cure for, the thought brought a smile to him. Marc was a stern man usually, rarely allowing his feelings to show. Only Jillian knew how warm and loving he truly was. They had no children, Jillian was unable to conceive, but Marc didn't care, he loved her with every fiber in his soul.
He started to look back on their time together, coming once again to the day they met, a fond memory for both of them. It wasn't like a story book where boy meets girl and they fall in love, in fact it was more like a comedy.
Jillian was in her twenties, she never told anyone her exact age, to her it was just another number. Her hair was a million shades of browns, reds and gold's and each time the sunbeams touched her head another color would shine in brilliance. She had the eyes of a doe and a tiger all mixed up into one, and when Marc saw them he felt himself being pulled into her, like a force of nature he could not resist. He was stricken at that moment and from that point on there was nothing he wouldn't do for the love of Jillian.
That wasn't the way it was for her though, all she saw at first was a thin man in the road, hair all tousled, glasses a bit askew, gawking at her like he was a bit off. Marc's mouth was a bit open, but when she smiled at him, he felt as if the world had opened up into a new dimension and his jaw actually dropped. Jillian laughed aloud when she saw this and as she walked toward him he did his best to compose himself. She extended her hand to Marc, sure that he was in need of medical attention and asked him his name.
Marc took her hand and felt the warmth of her flow through him. He was surprised how when she spoke Jillian's voice stirred thoughts of music. Like his favorite song sprung from her lips and danced in his head.
Jillian was amazed at the softness and strength she felt when Marc took her hand. He was a lot taller than he looked at first glance, his six foot three inch frame surprised her as she gave him a better looking over. Then she saw his smile. It was never known to Marc back then, but Jillian knew from that moment they belonged together.
From that day forward he was a new man. Marc had a mission to give Jillian the life he felt she deserved, bound to be the one to give it to her. He worked hard and together they built the home of their dreams. Each day he felt so blessed to be by her side, knowing there was nothing he wouldn't do , for the love of Jillian.
The sickness came in waves. When there was nothing more that could be done to save her ability to have the kids she dreamt of, Marc held her in his arms and openly wept with her. It was not for the loss of her desire of children that he wept, but for the helplessness of not being able to cure her. As long as they had one another, he told her, they would make it through.
Many years passed and that hurt finally healed, only to be replaced by another. When Jillian was diagnosed with breast cancer, Marc was her strength, never wavering for a moment. Even after she lost all her hair and her weight dwindled down to nothing, he always kept both of their faith strong. He helped her through it once again and soon things were going well once more.
It was just last year when Marc saw her in the garden, softly crying into her hands. Jillian tried hard to not give into the pain she was in, keeping the news from Marc as long as possible, so that the last moments wouldn't be filled with grief. Knowing the six tumors in her head were at stage four filled her with sorrow for what was to come. Marc once again held her in his arms knowing this time she would slip away forever.
Looking at their empty bed now he wondered how he would go on without her. As she slipped away from him she made him vow to go on, but now it seemed a task too large to complete. He sat on the empty bed remembering that vow as the tears welled up in his eyes and spilt to the bed. He prayed for the strength to keep that vow and the will to go on with out the love of Jillian.
Today is Chapter 5 in the Book of love
Hope to see you joining in too
http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
ENJOY
JL&B
Most of my followers are new to my writings, so today I want to share another one of my prose stories. I hope you enjoy it...This is from FanStory, a place of wonderful Prompts and contests... This prompt was a Sentence starts the story, it had to be aat least 500 words but no more than 1000, ours is 821.. The sentence was THE BED WAS EMPTY....
FOR THE LOVE OF JILLIAN
The bed was empty. For the first time in thirty-eight years of their time together, he was absolutely alone. He felt a sickness in his stomach, one that Jillian would have had a cure for, the thought brought a smile to him. Marc was a stern man usually, rarely allowing his feelings to show. Only Jillian knew how warm and loving he truly was. They had no children, Jillian was unable to conceive, but Marc didn't care, he loved her with every fiber in his soul.
He started to look back on their time together, coming once again to the day they met, a fond memory for both of them. It wasn't like a story book where boy meets girl and they fall in love, in fact it was more like a comedy.
Jillian was in her twenties, she never told anyone her exact age, to her it was just another number. Her hair was a million shades of browns, reds and gold's and each time the sunbeams touched her head another color would shine in brilliance. She had the eyes of a doe and a tiger all mixed up into one, and when Marc saw them he felt himself being pulled into her, like a force of nature he could not resist. He was stricken at that moment and from that point on there was nothing he wouldn't do for the love of Jillian.
That wasn't the way it was for her though, all she saw at first was a thin man in the road, hair all tousled, glasses a bit askew, gawking at her like he was a bit off. Marc's mouth was a bit open, but when she smiled at him, he felt as if the world had opened up into a new dimension and his jaw actually dropped. Jillian laughed aloud when she saw this and as she walked toward him he did his best to compose himself. She extended her hand to Marc, sure that he was in need of medical attention and asked him his name.
Marc took her hand and felt the warmth of her flow through him. He was surprised how when she spoke Jillian's voice stirred thoughts of music. Like his favorite song sprung from her lips and danced in his head.
Jillian was amazed at the softness and strength she felt when Marc took her hand. He was a lot taller than he looked at first glance, his six foot three inch frame surprised her as she gave him a better looking over. Then she saw his smile. It was never known to Marc back then, but Jillian knew from that moment they belonged together.
From that day forward he was a new man. Marc had a mission to give Jillian the life he felt she deserved, bound to be the one to give it to her. He worked hard and together they built the home of their dreams. Each day he felt so blessed to be by her side, knowing there was nothing he wouldn't do , for the love of Jillian.
The sickness came in waves. When there was nothing more that could be done to save her ability to have the kids she dreamt of, Marc held her in his arms and openly wept with her. It was not for the loss of her desire of children that he wept, but for the helplessness of not being able to cure her. As long as they had one another, he told her, they would make it through.
Many years passed and that hurt finally healed, only to be replaced by another. When Jillian was diagnosed with breast cancer, Marc was her strength, never wavering for a moment. Even after she lost all her hair and her weight dwindled down to nothing, he always kept both of their faith strong. He helped her through it once again and soon things were going well once more.
It was just last year when Marc saw her in the garden, softly crying into her hands. Jillian tried hard to not give into the pain she was in, keeping the news from Marc as long as possible, so that the last moments wouldn't be filled with grief. Knowing the six tumors in her head were at stage four filled her with sorrow for what was to come. Marc once again held her in his arms knowing this time she would slip away forever.
Looking at their empty bed now he wondered how he would go on without her. As she slipped away from him she made him vow to go on, but now it seemed a task too large to complete. He sat on the empty bed remembering that vow as the tears welled up in his eyes and spilt to the bed. He prayed for the strength to keep that vow and the will to go on with out the love of Jillian.
Today is Chapter 5 in the Book of love
Hope to see you joining in too
http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
ENJOY
JL&B
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Found something
More like I read something, a form I haven't done yet... Have to remember it, so here it is ... try it and tell me what you think ...
Write a Pleaides poem.
Pleaides poems are seven lines long.
They have a one-word title.
Each line in the poem begins with the same letter that is the first letter in your title.
Any subject
Write a Pleaides poem.
Pleaides poems are seven lines long.
They have a one-word title.
Each line in the poem begins with the same letter that is the first letter in your title.
Any subject
My Head Hurts !!
You know how, being a writer, you love to read and write as much everyday as you can? Well these past few days I have had a monster headache, the kind that migraines wish they were made of, and I'm having a lot of trouble just keeping my eyes open because I'm a bit light sensitive. Well okay I'm a lot light sensitive ! I know you wouldn't know it but I have been working really hard to keep up with my own prompts... But I'm doing them as best s I can.
So bear with me if I don't write here everyday as I'd like to, it will get better I know !! I just have to stay positive !!!
Anybody want to switch heads for a while ??? Awe, never mind, I wouldn't wish this on anyone!
Today we have not one but two poems for you to check out on http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
one for our BOOK OF LOVE today is Chapter four
and today is http://onestoppoetry.com/ one shot Wednesday... So many great poets, you really need to go check it out post your own, you will be glad you did !
Hope to see you too
ENJOY
JL&B
So bear with me if I don't write here everyday as I'd like to, it will get better I know !! I just have to stay positive !!!
Anybody want to switch heads for a while ??? Awe, never mind, I wouldn't wish this on anyone!
Today we have not one but two poems for you to check out on http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
one for our BOOK OF LOVE today is Chapter four
and today is http://onestoppoetry.com/ one shot Wednesday... So many great poets, you really need to go check it out post your own, you will be glad you did !
Hope to see you too
ENJOY
JL&B
Monday, February 7, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
A MOTHER'S NATURE
Its in a mothers nature to protect her own, she will fight to the death if necessary. The same is true for Mother Nature. As I look into the past events, floods, volcanoes, hundred year storms, I see what she is up to. People can blame it on global warming, but I think it is just Mother Nature taking care of her own. Why as humans do we think we have power over her?
Just a ponder for this morning.
Thought I would share a story here that I wrote, I hope you all enjoy it. The prompt was First and last line, something I really have fun with. Normally I write poetry, this is one of the few times I wrote prose....The line is CAN'T YOU SEE MY WORLD IS CRUMBLING?
ANOTHER SIDE OF CREATION
"Can't you see my world is crumbling?" she asked, looking a little dismayed.
Tossing him that HELP ME look she added, "It's bad enough that my Moon isn't rotating like it should, but now the Earth is falling apart too."
"Oh, come on, it's not all that bad", he said, picking up the crumbling shape and looking it over. "It just needs a little more water over here and it will be just fine."
"WATER!?! It's already half covered with water, any more and there won't be any land left. Water indeed!!" Pouting as she often did when she knew he was right. She didn't like to admit that he was better than her at this, but there really was no denying it.
He took the Earth into his hands and inspected it more closely. It wasn't as bad off as she seemed to think it might be. Adding more water to it ,he could hear her take in a breath, as she started to voice a complaint, but he held up his hand and she paused, knowing that if the little sphere could be fixed, he would be the one to do it.
He tinkered with it a little more, while she went to refresh their drinks. When she returned, she could see that he was pleased with what he had done.
She looked at the Earth and saw that it was no longer the crumbling mass she had handed him just moments ago. 'He really does work wonders', she thought, as she stepped up beside him.
"There, see it's just fine," he said, giving the Earth back to her, "I fixed it for you."
She inspected it very carefully, wanting it to be perfect. After all it is one of the most important pieces to this universe they were making. Flicking off a loose piece of the land mass and lightly blowing the dust off, she gave him an approving look.
"Well I guess that will do," she said as she looked the little blue globe over. "At least it looks pretty."
Looking over at him, she sighed deeply and he could see a tear forming in her eye. He smiled an ever knowing smile as he walked closer to her.
"It will be fine, I promise you. Perfect in fact... Trust me."
She smiled up at him as she wiped the tear away. She knew he was right of course, and when they put the Earth in the universe, even the Moon started to rotate properly, and it was good. Perfect in fact, just as he promised.
Out of all of the universes that they had made together, they both agreed this one was the best.
Loving it so, she asked if she could take care of it. Knowing how much it meant to her, he did not deny that request.
As he looks upon us now, every once in a while you can hear his giggle. It is in the breeze, and she knows. The Heavenly Father is smiling, remembering the day when Mother Nature looked at him and said,
"Can't you see my world is crumbling?"
Today's Prompt is Finish this line
Hope to see you joining in too
http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
ENJOY
JL&B
Just a ponder for this morning.
Thought I would share a story here that I wrote, I hope you all enjoy it. The prompt was First and last line, something I really have fun with. Normally I write poetry, this is one of the few times I wrote prose....The line is CAN'T YOU SEE MY WORLD IS CRUMBLING?
ANOTHER SIDE OF CREATION
"Can't you see my world is crumbling?" she asked, looking a little dismayed.
Tossing him that HELP ME look she added, "It's bad enough that my Moon isn't rotating like it should, but now the Earth is falling apart too."
"Oh, come on, it's not all that bad", he said, picking up the crumbling shape and looking it over. "It just needs a little more water over here and it will be just fine."
"WATER!?! It's already half covered with water, any more and there won't be any land left. Water indeed!!" Pouting as she often did when she knew he was right. She didn't like to admit that he was better than her at this, but there really was no denying it.
He took the Earth into his hands and inspected it more closely. It wasn't as bad off as she seemed to think it might be. Adding more water to it ,he could hear her take in a breath, as she started to voice a complaint, but he held up his hand and she paused, knowing that if the little sphere could be fixed, he would be the one to do it.
He tinkered with it a little more, while she went to refresh their drinks. When she returned, she could see that he was pleased with what he had done.
She looked at the Earth and saw that it was no longer the crumbling mass she had handed him just moments ago. 'He really does work wonders', she thought, as she stepped up beside him.
"There, see it's just fine," he said, giving the Earth back to her, "I fixed it for you."
She inspected it very carefully, wanting it to be perfect. After all it is one of the most important pieces to this universe they were making. Flicking off a loose piece of the land mass and lightly blowing the dust off, she gave him an approving look.
"Well I guess that will do," she said as she looked the little blue globe over. "At least it looks pretty."
Looking over at him, she sighed deeply and he could see a tear forming in her eye. He smiled an ever knowing smile as he walked closer to her.
"It will be fine, I promise you. Perfect in fact... Trust me."
She smiled up at him as she wiped the tear away. She knew he was right of course, and when they put the Earth in the universe, even the Moon started to rotate properly, and it was good. Perfect in fact, just as he promised.
Out of all of the universes that they had made together, they both agreed this one was the best.
Loving it so, she asked if she could take care of it. Knowing how much it meant to her, he did not deny that request.
As he looks upon us now, every once in a while you can hear his giggle. It is in the breeze, and she knows. The Heavenly Father is smiling, remembering the day when Mother Nature looked at him and said,
"Can't you see my world is crumbling?"
Today's Prompt is Finish this line
Hope to see you joining in too
http://dodgewrites.blogspot.com/
ENJOY
JL&B
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