Prairie Bound

I shall return after the 29th. Maybe there'll be an occasional blog post or two, time permitting, but I make no promises. Happy Thanksgiving y'all!

Closet Revisited

Revisiting closet

inspecting closely

apparel hiding

behind turtlenecks,

tees, denim

finding dress

you know

the one

THAT one

never worn

boldly crimson

once intimidating

now enticing

tags snipped

garment released

from threat

of possible

probable return

had not

internal battle

been waged

and won

slipping on

fitting perfectly

feeling sexy

wearing truth

of authentic self

Copyright 2011
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Back in April of 2010 I wrote an original 55 word poem regarding choosing between wearing a hot, spicy red dress or something comfortable, familiar, with the least risk. In that poem, the subject chose, most likely out of fear of the unknown, what she always wore. Fast forward and you presently find our subject stepping out from her old ways into the bright, bold, woman she was always meant to be.

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Two, two...two memes in one!
It's an "Alphabe-Thursday-Friday-55" mash up!

A Haiku and Miscellaneous Musings

(Image courtesy of Google Images)

Morning's grace

upon winds of change

heron glides

Daytime storms

shelter found in faith

heron rests

Mercy reigns

refining, cleansing

heron soars

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Early this morning, as I was leaving the house, our occasional visitor, a great blue heron, was gliding in the air above a nearby pond. Whenever I see him/her I am always reminded of God's majesty. Today was also host to some pretty stormy weather. These events were on my mind as I attempted to experiment with a "3-5-3" contemporary haiku format. Needs some work, although I am finding this a wonderful new writing challenge.

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Guess what?!

My business cards came in. It's official. I am now a bona fide "Writer/Poet/Artist"

It must be true...my business card says so!

My hope is to work on an inventory this winter and be able to open up an Etsy shop by spring. I've already had a couple of clients interested in some commission work. I so appreciate the validation because I have the tendency of being my own worst critic.

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I'm taking another blog break over Thanksgiving week. Be on the lookout for a really cool give-away upon my return. I promise...no crazy rules or jumping through hoops. A simple, straight forward give-away. It will make a wonderful gift for someone you love or for yourself. Really. Just you wait...you'll be glad you did!

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I am penning this late at night and it is past my bedtime. I require much slumber because, as you all well know, my dreams can be exhausting! Good night!

Sunday 160: Wayward Strays

strands of hair

growing ‘neath my tongue

unnoticed ‘til now

plucking is impossible

roots buried deep

acceptance only choice

I braid to keep

stray strands in check

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My contribution to Monkey Man's Sunday 160.

where one writes a story in 160 characters total (including spaces). 

The strange poem above is based upon last night's dream.