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Purple Days

Purple flowers

Sticky popsicles purple

Dripping down summer chins

Our wide grins splash laughing

In those last days of play

Before everything turned

Awkward and blushing

Fraught with meaning

Everyone else’s opinions

Cold silent snowflakes

And then nothing

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Written for DVerse Poetics

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© 2019 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

One Of These Knights…

Knight on horse

On this day, I learned that Facebook is galloping into the dating site biz… after snoozing in the stall for all these years. And I’m sure the first thought to occur to everyone is… OMG will this motivate Paula to end her extended FB vacation?

Ha ha ha ha!

No.

Remember, I didn’t merely deactivate my FB account… I deleted it. And to create a new account, I’d have to create a new email address, which is much too annoying to contemplate. Plus, I hate Facebook. Also, I hate dating. Hmm, I believe that covers everything. Sorry for being brusque.

But! I haven’t given up on finding my dream man… I just increasingly believe that he’s most likely not hanging around on the interwebnets. He may have done so, at some point in the past, and we pixeled past each other like clicks in the night, but he is doing something else now… like writing spontaneously great poetry beside a meandering stream, or perhaps painting psychedelic works of art under a tree…

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One Word Sunday ~ Triangle

Triangle

Orinda CaliforniaTrees in Costa Mesa California Veggie pizzaCoconut cakeOC Fair artWedding in Ross California Apple mosaic Folsom Prison parody

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Lovely Trees

Cee’s theme is trees and my photo search pulled up a lot! Here are some…


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Gardens

Cee has gardens as her fun foto challenge theme this week, and I think I can dig up a few pretties…

My trip to Portlandia with Diane:

Shakespeare Garden Peach rose beeYellow rose bee

The Huntington Gardens in San Marino:

Huntington Gardens Huntington Gardens

Some sweet pics from my last visit to Alameda:

Alameda garden Alameda garden Alameda garden

Chihuly’s glass garden on Catalina:

Chihuly glass garden

And of course an octopus’s garden (in the shade)!

Octopus garden

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© 2019 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

I Was Framed

I used to have a big house with lots of walls. That worked out well because I was always doing needlework pictures and I liked to frame them. Unlike a photo or flat poster, a lumpy cloth design can’t just be plopped into a ready-made frame from Target. There is a chain of DIY framing places called The Great Frame Up, and that’s where I used to go. These places are awesome, although not cheap, and have experts who help you choose mats and frames for your art. Then when the supplies are ready, you return and put everything together ~ they will help as much as you need.

But since my flurry of framing days, I’ve downsized several times and have had to get rid of lots of my pictures. I’ve kept my favorites and it makes me happy to look at them. Luckily, I’m no longer interested in doing needlework, so there won’t be sad projects languishing frameless in closets. I did attempt to restart my old hobby a few times, but this was one of the rare areas in which I have changed. I simply don’t enjoy stitchery now; it’s tedious and boring. I’d much rather read or write, or even chill and watch a movie without distraction.

Oddly, doing this particular repetitive task makes me more anxious now, not less. Used to be the opposite and zoning out with a pile of yarn was relaxing. It’s probably the internet ~ if the internet disappeared and I couldn’t keep checking it or ever think about all the news and blogs and stuff out there, I could shrink my focus down to a 14×14″ square of fabric night after night until a magical scene appeared.

But there would still remain the cost of framing.

Jungle [flash 99]

She painted her house all the joy she’d been denied. Fresh dripping sugar mango walls. Bright glittering turquoise waves across the floor. The ceiling turned into pink puffs of cotton candy for she’d never been to a fair. Why shouldn’t her bed be covered in soft flowers? Tulips were her favorite, purple velvety tulips. There needed to be green! The bathroom was green, like a jungle, twisting vines and lush leaves everywhere.

“Wonderful, Jillian!” the Director exclaimed. “It’s time to put our paints away now and have dinner. Tomorrow we can paint again.”

But Jillian was finished with painting.

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Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction

The Analyst [flash 150]

“A boa constrictor wrapped around your boss’s head?” She made a note on the chart. “And what else do you see?”

He leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. Swirls of color rushed through his mind forming brief images and breaking apart again. Then he gazed at the poster once more. “A bonfire. A bonfire of charge cards.”

She bent her head and wrote something. “Very interesting. Anything else?”

“The neighbor’s cat. It’s always digging in our flower garden. Annoying little critter.”

There was a rap tap tap on the office door. “Must be an emergency,” she said.

He shrugged. “They always are.”

The door opened. “Excuse me, but it’s time for Analyst Britney’s ballet lesson.”

Britney jumped out of her chair. “Oh hi, Mommy. We were just about to have a breakthrough!”

He waved them off. “My brain should still be here when you get back. Hopefully.”

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50-Word Thursday

3-2-1 Quote Me: Expression

1. Rory tagged me to post two quotes about expression. Thanks Rory!

2A. Cat expresses self:

2B (or not). Regarding art/writing:

3. Now I tag:

A. J-Dubs

B. Salted Caramel

C. Kristian

Mosaic

Digging for fossils

In the desert ditch…

After bagging bits of bone,

They unearthed a tile.

A glazing on slate,

This was an intricate design;

The scientists gazed in silence

At the elaborate pattern.

What could it mean?

Arguing commenced:

People of that time

Didn’t possess the tools

To create such a plate.

Then someone noticed

Inside each circle

Of this delicate treasure

Was a shark’s tooth.

Robert Peake’s Poetry Prompt