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Pen and Feather: March 2015
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Words from a rusty writer. Monday, March 2, 2015. Five Sentence Fiction- The word is Forgotten. People in her Circle of Life no longer see the multi-hued sparkle of her wings, have forgotten the heights to which she once could soar. Seeing instead, a representation of the needs they harbour being assuaged. People in her Circle of Life no longer hear her songs of joy, sadness, defiance, strength, words sung with almost unbearable clarity. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Mad Tea Party 2016. A Book at Tea Time.
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Pen and Feather: For Love of the Fairies
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Words from a rusty writer. Friday, May 1, 2015. For Love of the Fairies. For Love of the Fairies. A frequent runaway,. The boy child fair,. With eyes of blue,. He wasn't mine,. On the poor boy. The edge of my door. I fed him a meal,. Threw a blanket his way. He would stay for a day,. We continued the dance. For many a month. Before I saw the truth. The lies, the thefts,. The sly, charming smile. Covering meagerness of spirit. I had taken for guile. If I scolded,. A tear would appear. He felt so secure.
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Pen and Feather: "Play Nice"
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Words from a rusty writer. Sunday, May 17, 2015. Play nice," they said,. A redundancy to the Old Soul. That inhabited the girl child body. To a heart that sopped up pain. Like a kitchen sponge. Be sweet," they said,. As her eyes saw the deep sorrow. Which lived beneath the rib cages. Be gentle," they said,. Even as her touch. Calmed and healed,. Her words sighing a melody. Of redemption and hope. Set boundaries," no one ever said. So when the times came. When she was filled too full. Leaking joy.bril...
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Pen and Feather: December 2014
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Words from a rusty writer. Sunday, December 7, 2014. The Pirates came by today. They said they were recruiting,. But they didn't want just anybody. That was tired of their everyday existence. This, after all, was the chance. Of a life time. You would sail the seven seas,. Gaze upon Wonderous things,. And learn to wield a cutlass. Or, a rapier, if that was more. I told them,. But, I had them leave. Https:/ www.etsy.com/listing/73059312/peter-pan-photograph-unframed-nursery? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Pen and Feather: Oliver
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Words from a rusty writer. Saturday, July 11, 2015. You think no one knows you,. But, I looked beneath. Of a very tarnished Knight. You are a bad man. For all the right reasons. You take the actions. No one wants to admit. To save the rest of us. You don't want to care. You won't let us in. But, I see you. This was an homage to the 3 novels written by Ben R Marsten. They are witty fun! The covers were illustrated by the multi-talented Rhissanna Collins. Check out the link below for a great deal! Gretina,...
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Pen and Feather: July 2015
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Words from a rusty writer. Saturday, July 11, 2015. You think no one knows you,. But, I looked beneath. Of a very tarnished Knight. You are a bad man. For all the right reasons. You take the actions. No one wants to admit. To save the rest of us. You don't want to care. You won't let us in. But, I see you. This was an homage to the 3 novels written by Ben R Marsten. They are witty fun! The covers were illustrated by the multi-talented Rhissanna Collins. Check out the link below for a great deal! A Book a...
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Rhissanna: April 2014
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Sunday, April 27, 2014. I co-edit a writers' blog. With a bloggy friend. Where we post up our own fiction. And work on a fantasy piece. Mr N has his own blog,. Mr N commissioned me. To design the cover for his first book;. A Conversation with Oliver. When I was very small. To illustrate books,. So this is a dream come true! A Conversation with Oliver. Is a darkly humorous interview. With a very engaging hitman. It's worth a read. Find it here as an ebook. If you don't have a Kindle. From Amazon, here,.
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Pen and Feather: Day 29-Scraping Off the Rust-NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015
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Words from a rusty writer. Wednesday, April 29, 2015. Day 29-Scraping Off the Rust-NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015. Scraping Off the Rust. Scraping off the rust. One word at a time. With each silly rhyme. Pouring out my heart. To kindred readers,. Prompted all the way. By our fearless leader. Going to take the time. Each and every day. To explore my Soul. In a writerly way! Thank you, Magaly! Thank you, Sisters of the Word! Thank you, lovely Readers! April 29, 2015 at 7:29 AM. That leader of yours!
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Pen and Feather: Dauntless
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Words from a rusty writer. Thursday, July 9, 2015. Sailing the seas of life. The integrity of her core. Sails filled with the winds. That blew her way,. A course to her destination,. She stayed true to her path. With her Celtic song,. Breathing in the salt scent. Of her passage,. She made her way. That for her,. July 9, 2015 at 3:54 PM. I do admire the detail and perfect colour! July 9, 2015 at 4:32 PM. Thank you so much, Debi! She wanted me just to do what felt right. That is what came out. Old friends ...
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Pen and Feather: Day 30-A Means to an End Reversed-NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015
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Words from a rusty writer. Thursday, April 30, 2015. Day 30-A Means to an End Reversed-NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015. A Means to an End Reversed. Little words with wings. Used to fly from my pen,. Perching, oh so nicely, upon the paper. Their congregation spelling out poems. Of nature, of magic. They grew into bigger words. That spoke of love,. Of time well spent,. Joy in the process. I fed them pages of synonyms,. Watered with rhyme and meter. I sent them into the world. Where some were cherished,.
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