The Advantages of Being A Woman Artist

2.15.19 FPF Women Artists

For Found Poetry February day 15. Sometimes found poetry is simply something I “find” that is poetry to me. I found this gem at the Wellington, NZ Te Papa Museum. The picture isn’t great, it’s really hard to shoot through glass on a lit display so I’ve recapped it for you below.

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The Wind in his Face

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The Wind in his Face

“Walk, boy? Wanna go walk?” the human gushed.

Frank the Pug growled “Why in the seven suns of Satornia would I have wings if I wanted to walk!” What his human heard was “bark, bark, grrrrrr, BARK!”

Frank looked around for some means of escape, to feel the wind in his face. Ah, the window was open just a crack. With a leaping twist, he freed himself of the human and bounded for the window, wings flaring behind him. “FREEDOM!” He cried. His head went through, but his wings stuck firmly behind the window frame. “Crap and kibbles” growled Frank.

Word count 100

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Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Tell the story challenge – Summer’s Tribute

Thanks to Kristian for the tag. Kristian tagged me a few days ago as well but I wasn’t able to respond to that challenge right away due to time constraints. I’ve combined them here.  Double thanks for not giving up on me. 😉

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Summer’s Tribute

The ground wasn’t red any more. All the stains of violence were gone. The Summer Queen noticed that first. Then she saw the efforts humans had put into restoring the peace and beauty to the land, but the scars of magical violence lingered still. Not visible to the human eye, her fairy senses could still feel the monstrous betrayal of Winter’s Frost Giants. They had burned that fair land with magic blue frost and in it’s wake left dying trees to fall and crush the helpless. The humans thought it a tragic accident, a freak winter storm,  Summer’s Queen knew better. Continue reading “Tell the story challenge – Summer’s Tribute”

Friday Fictioneers – Fire Fairy

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Fire Fairy

Faelynn sat by the fire warming her hands. Flames flickered and played in a glorious dance. Soon she joined it, dancing with wild abandon around the fire. She held out her hand and a tiny spark lept to her palm and struggled to life growing until she tossed it back to join the other flames. Control, always she must be in control, lest the fire take her. She had always thought it odd how humans feared fire, she knew some were consumed by it, but she, ah she was made from it.

word count 92

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Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Wide Eyed Wanderings – Broad Bay, NZ

 

We left Queenstown in the early morning and made our way by auto to the tiny hamlet of Broad Bay, just outside of Dunedin. We took a delightful historic cottage via Air B&B1. Our hosts, Mary and Rick were delightful folks, helpful and charming, kind and respectful of our privacy, we could not have asked for more. Waking up to a front room that is mostly windows with ocean and mountain views was awesome. Continue reading “Wide Eyed Wanderings – Broad Bay, NZ”