Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “morning.”Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
I sit in the early morning light of a cloudless sky just before the sun begins to rise watching the peculiar gray give way to lighter blue I am struck with awe nearly brought to my knees by the overwhelming sense of gratitude and I whisper my prayer to the morning light “Thank you”
BIKFOK (butt in chair fingers on keyboard) – 17 min
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “your favorite word.”Decide on your favorite word and use it in your post any way you’d like. Enjoy!
My favorite word? Other than “huh?” The one I use most often is probably “awesome” but favorite, that’s going to require a bit of thought.
I am not a number I am not my size I am dirty feet, wild hair and the sparkle in my eyes I am made of starlight and brilliant white moon beams lovingly stitched together by all my hopes and dreams composed of tears and laughter and the moments in between I’m there in every book I’ve read and every poem that I write I am a strong black coffee in world of cheap red wine I’m every song I’ve ever sung and every place I’ve ever seen Oh and there’s one more thing that I almost forgot One more thing I am is an Awesome Nelipot*
BICFOK – 25 minutes
Til next time ~Walk barefoot ~JP
*One who goes about barefoot – Urbandictionary.com – one of my favorite words
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “element.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
Wind blowing through the palms on Waikiki
Chant for a Windy Day
Element of air I call to thee
send the wind to set me free
wash away all fear and pain
that I may feel at peace again
kindred breeze fill my heart
breathing in I feel your part
grant your power wash me clean
element of air I call to thee
BICFOK (butt in chair fingers on keyboard) 30 minutes (stupid picture finding searches ;-p)
I’ve had my times of grief and sadness I’ve had my days of joy and gladness days when bruises covered my face nights on my knees praying for grace But yesterday’s sorrows are over no more looking back over my shoulder these days my time is more likely spent weeding the garden or painting a fence I’ve found my sanctuary, love and home never again to face cold nights alone joy suffuses the smile on my face I’m here with you in our happy place
On the edge of October in the season of the witch when breezes stir the leaves my nose begins to twitch the smell of Autumn in the air redolent with spice and memory and scrumptious colors everywhere when with heart, not eyes, we see in the space between here and there that’s where you’ll always find me
Elapsed time: 12 minutes (to posting)
word count: 57
This bit of Autumn poetry inspired by Linda’s Stream of Consciousness SaturdayYour Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “me.” Find a word that starts with “me” or use the word “me” as the theme of your post. Have fun!
For Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “home.” Use it as a noun, a verb, an adjective, or an adverb. Enjoy!
Worked on the deck, sanding, painting, you know WORK! Too out of spoons to give a fork, but “home” in some way will always remind me of the 13 years we spent in our house on wheels, the SS Minnie Winnie. Yep, that’s 13 years, full time two people in 200 square feet of living space. Let the good times roll.
“Home is wherever we park it.” ~Me and Superhubs whenever someone asked “where’s home?” 😉
Ring, ring what’s that I hear? a cell phone held up to my ear? or is it songs the birdies sing? is it katydid’s buzzing wings? the grating of lawnmowers buzz? a cat screeching just because? or squeaking brakes on the local bus? oh wait, it’s just my dratted tinnitus, mystery solved.
elapsed time 12 minutes (I got distracted)
Til next time ~ Listen to the sounds of silence ~JP
For Stream of Consciousness Saturday, I’ve done something a wee bit different this week. Linda gave us a prompt:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a word that contains a silent letter.”Choose a word that contains a silent letter and use it in your post, or write about words with silent letters in general. Enjoy!
Okay so I decided on the letter W and scribbled down as many “silent W” words as I could come up with for a word jumble kind of story.
It was quite the wrestling match as Wraith wrangled her wrap about her shoulders without wrenching a wrist. She wracked her brain for the author who had written “Tale of Two Wrong Swords” and was becoming overwrought by the latest wrinkle in her plan to wreath the book review in flowery prose. And where the dickens was her sister Wren?