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Like a Reprieve [repost]

Colorful sunrise couple

Like a reprieve
Comes the soft morning breeze;
An unwrinkled sheet between us,
Bisecting yet connecting
Blazing dreams
And cold quotidian chores.
We’re given a chance once more
To drift weightlessly,
Aimlessly,
In apricot-tinged hope
On an undemanding tightrope.
The thin glimmer of
Love’s gold shimmer
Becomes a carousel of birdsong
In this rose-petaled dawn.
Almost here,
Almost there—
We toss our hearts in the air,
Suspended,
Unrepentant.
One last shuddering streak—
Violet periwinkle pink—
Soon dissipates
In the bright eye of day.

~*~

Poetry form: free verse.

Image source Pixabay.

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Spring Reflections

City buildings lights reflect water

Spring is a time of love and sorrow for me…


March brings me reminders of my father’s death day and also the anniversary of my marriage to the ex. Happy and sad memories are triggered in both cases. There’s also the joy of my youngest daughter’s birthday.

April blossoms with the dates of Dad’s birthday, Mom’s death day, and another ex’s birthday. My own birthday falls at the end of the month, and, again, reflecting on that event conjures up a mix of feelings. A few weeks later in May is Mother’s Day, summoning joy and grief all at once.

June is another emotional tangle, containing my sweet little granddaughter’s birthday, Mom’s, the ex-hubby’s, Father’s Day, etc. That’s a lot of mental snapshots to sort through and process. There are times it’s a pleasure; other times it’s a trial.

Mom was a huge fan of Johnny Cash and passed that love onto me. He had such enormous talent that he transcended the country music genre. For a while, I kept my fondness for country on the down low, since so many fellow rock fans proclaimed a flagrant loathing of it. But I don’t care anymore and will shout that I like the sound of country comfort!

Today, Jim Adams posts about one of my favorite JC songs “Man in Black.” It feels appropriate to listen to right now because of my own memories and also because of all the sadness and injustice throughout the world. I share with you a cover of “500 Miles” (aka “The Railroader’s Lament”) by Johnny’s eldest daughter Rosanne Cash, who is successful in her own right, has had many No. 1 hits, and writes books too.

The writing credits to this song are a bit murky, but it is generally credited to Hedy West. There have been many versions, including Johnny’s. The 1963 cover by Bobby Bare was the most commercially successful.

Written for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt and Jim Adams’ Thursday Inspiration.

Image from Lovethispic.

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Blossom [repost]

“Bloom where you’re planted,” they told her. And she did. She adapted and persevered, thrived and blossomed. She was a country girl with the greenest thumb, but she could sparkle with the best of them under the city lights. She grew herbs on a tiny terrace in Queens while listening to Johnny Cash. She took a tract house and made it her own, with purple paint in the bedroom and a vegetable garden in back. And there were always flowers wherever she roamed. She gave bouquets of kindness to everyone she met.

I miss you, Mommy. Rest in peace.

~*~

Written for the Carrot Ranch.

Reposted for the 13th anniversary of Mom’s death.

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Happy Birthday, Dad [repost]

Dad and Diane

It was fun looking through the box of unsorted photos and finding this gem from around 27 years ago ~ Dad and my eldest in the backyard of our old Huntington Beach house. If he were still around, I’d probably be baking his favorite fudgy brownies for a birthday celebration tonight. Miss those days. Love you, Dad, RIP.

~*~

Image is mine.

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I Dreamt I Was the Moon [repost]

Pegasus moon

I dreamt I was the moon, distant and translucent, and you were my divine horse, my Pegasus.

You sailed over the pink pearl seas, steady as a heartbeat. Lavender dawn enveloped the earth as you flew on, silken wings tirelessly playing the rhythm of our love song.

You never left me crying in the mortal night, not when I was the moon, surrounded by eternal skies and tended to by stars. You forgot to bring lightning to the gods; that’s how enraptured you were.

Your devotion drifted through me like a cloud… angelic mist, of no use to me now.

~*~

Image from Pixabay.

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Henchwomen [April A2Z]

Roger Moore James Bond 007 The Spy Who Loved Me Barbara Bach

Welcome to my April A-Z! This month I will be posting about James Bond 007 every day except Sunday, mostly focusing on the movies, not the books. Enjoy!

We’ve already discussed the fabulous Oddjob in my Goldfinger post, and of course I paid special tribute to Blofeld in his own post. Richard Kiel as Jaws gets his due later in this series as well. Lots of henchmen after 007! But only men? Nope. There are plenty of Bond henchwomen too. We mentioned Rosa Klebb in From Russia With Love who was an older, unattractive henchwoman. But along with the beauties bedding Bond, there are also other gorgeous women who want to put a bullet in our hero. Okay, sometimes they’re up for both. Here are a couple of good ones…

Barbara Bach (pictured above with Roger Moore as Bond) stars as Anya Amasova in 1974’s The Spy Who Loved Me. We meet her as KGB agent Triple X after an exciting ski chase. Bond and Anya are ordered to work together against a baddie who is trying to trick both the British and the Russians into launching nukes at the USA. It’s a reluctant partnership, especially when Anya discovers that James killed her boyfriend during the ski chase. She tells Bond she plans to kill him in revenge after this mission. But before Anya accomplishes her goal, she falls in love with him. Of course!

Little trivia: Barbara (Gold)bach was born in NYC, to a Jewish dad and an Irish mom. She is married to Ringo Starr and thus is properly titled Lady Starkey. Ringo was knighted in 2018 in Buckingham Palace by Prince William, Duke of Cambridge.

Fatima Blush Never Say Never

Barbara Carrera stars as Fatima Blush in Never Say Never Again (1983). Here, Sean Connery returns to his iconic role as 007, for the seventh and final time. (Note that this movie is actually based on Fleming’s Thunderball novel.) Bond observes Fatima as a sadistic nurse beating a man in a health clinic where Bond is supposed to get back into top 007 shape. Fatima works for Blofeld, who has Fatima install a fake eye in the man in the clinic, which matches the USA’s President’s eye, so Blofeld can get access to nukes (it’s complicated!). After access, Fatima kills the man by tossing a venomous snake in his car ~ when he crashes, her main concern is retrieving her pet. Cold-blooded!

Fatima beds Bond, and later has him tied up and at her mercy. Fortunately for our hero, Fatima’s ego gets the best of her and before she strikes, she unties Bond and insists that he declare in writing that she was the best sex he ever had. Naturally, Q has supplied Bond with a tricked-out pen…

Barbara earned a Golden Globe nom for her role as Fatima. She is also an accomplished artist, and in 1997 was appointed Ambassador-at-Large for Nicaragua, the country of her birth.

Tune in tomorrow for more A-Z Bond!

~*~

Information and images from Vox, Pinterest, and Wikipedia.

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From Russia with Love [April A2Z]

From Russia with Love

Welcome to my April A-Z! This month I will be posting about James Bond 007 every day except Sunday, mostly focusing on the movies, not the books. Enjoy!

SPOILERS ABOUND!

From Russia with Love received mixed reviews, but… I don’t care. It’s a great film! Bond fans love this 1963 movie, simple as that, amirite? It’s the second 007 flick, released the year after Dr. No. In this one, Sean Connery as James Bond is sent to to Turkey, where he is to pick up the Soviet defector Tatiana Romanova who promises to give him a cryptography machine. She says she “loves” Bond, so he has to get her, no one else. Naturally, it is a trap set by SPECTRE to avenge Bond’s killing of Dr. No.

FRWL was a commercial success, as most Bond films are, and is considered a blockbuster for the time.

Lotte Lenya plays a crazy former SMERSH agent (Rosa Klebb) who is now working for SPECTRE ~ hard to tell the difference, really, but SPECTRE is headed up by (dun da dun dun!) Blofeld! Daniela Bianchi portrays Tatiana and her dialog was dubbed because of her strong accent. Rosa bonds with Tatiana and sends her off to entice Bond with the fancy spy machine. M (head of British Intelligence) is played by Bernard Lee, and of course he suspects a trap, but the procurement of the device is too great of a lure to ignore. Q gives bond a briefcase full of gadgets to help him survive the shenanigans.

Obviously, after Tatiana spends that first night with Bond, she becomes more smitten with him and less interested in fulfilling her mission with the baddies. Bond’s man in Turkey is Kerim, played by Pedro Armendáriz. Kerim helps Bond and Tatiana escape (with the machine) after they realize that a baddie has been following them. They end up on a train (romantic!) and the baddie ends up killing Kerim (sad), at which point Bond becomes more suspicious of Tatiana.

In Belgrade, Bond meets up with a supposed British agent, Nash, but he’s actually the baddie ~ Donald Grant, played by Robert Shaw ~ who killed both Kerim and Nash and assumed Nash’s identity. Grant drugs Tatiana and overpowers Bond, telling Bond he intends to kill both of them, leaving behind evidence (including film of James and Tatiana in bed together) that will ruin Bond’s rep and disgrace him in the spy community. Oh no! This seems like a done deal until Bond gets Grant to fall for one of Q’s booby traps. Oopsie.

From Russia with Love

Bond and Tatiana escape only to encounter the murderous Rosa Klebb in a hotel room who needs to get the machine back, since the plan failed. Rosa holds Bond at gunpoint, while Tatiana wrestles with her divided loyalties. WHAT DO YOU THINK SHE DECIDES?

Tune in tomorrow for more A-Z Bond!

~*~

Information and images from Wikipedia and PopSugar.

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The Rosie Project [repost]

computers technology monitors

The Rosie Project is an interesting book by Graeme Simsion. It’s a romance novel, but it’s written in first person and 100% from the man’s POV. Not just any man though ~ the narrator Don is on the spectrum. He makes plans and lists, scheduling his time for maximum efficiency. Although he is very judgmental about other people’s inefficiencies, brainpower, and BMI, which could have been annoying to read, the narrator infuses it all with humor, and Don is often able to engage in a bit of inadvertent self-mockery. Those factors make TRP fun.

At the start, Don begins a “wife project,” which reminds me of dating site questionnaires and tests. There’s nothing that weird about Don’s method, except he devises his own complex questionnaire rather than going online and doing a canned version. Of course, the method fails, as they do, because love doesn’t spontaneously generate from a pile of matching scores. I don’t mind the predictability of this because it is a romance, after all, and true to formula, but at a certain point I become a little bored.

I don’t want to spoil anything, so I’ll just say that The Rosie Project turns repetitive toward the end. It also suffers the fate of all first-person romances, which is that while we are treated to Don’s thoughts and feelings in glorious detail, we’re never in the heroine’s POV, so her moods and actions are as inexplicable to us as they are to Don. What are we supposed to make of Rosie’s abrupt changes of mind? Idk, because she may or may not be telling Don the truth ~ perhaps she isn’t sure of it herself. Don has a difficult time processing other people’s confusing behaviors, and since we are in his head, it’s hard for us to do that as well. In that sense, it may be a good portrayal of someone on the spectrum, yet it lags a bit as a romance novel.

Given that, TRP was entertaining overall and I recommend it.

~*~

Image from Pixabay.

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Important Question [socs]

gatsby kitty cat

Who is a good boy? It’s Mr. Gatsby, my sweet soul mate kitty. He’s the best. Ten years old and hasn’t lost much energy yet. Even though he was pretty crazy last night, I’m okay with some lost sleep, especially when he makes up for it with a burst of extra snuggles. He’s been a huge joy in my life and I hope he can stay around and be healthy for a long, long time.

~*~

Written for Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Image is mine.

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Birds of a Feather

Swans love bonded

Some people claim that opposites attract, but I’ve always thought (and observed) that couples who are more alike than different have better success with long-term relationships. Not every item needs to match, but it’s hard, for example, to sustain a romance with someone who craves constant travel when you’re a homebody. And how do you compromise on religion, children, politics? I guess a person who loves cake could live with someone who only likes pie. Perhaps! But the big goals should line up, imo. Of course, there are always exceptions, but I prefer playing the odds. And indeed back when I dated I met plenty of odd men… but thankfully those days are over and I can now simply opine cluelessly from my comfy chair.

Swans are often used as a symbol of eternal love because most pairs mate for life. “Divorce” is rare; only a small percentage of the birds split up and take another mate. I received a beautiful pair of crystal swans as a wedding gift and still have them with only a few scratches. The marriage itself shattered however…

In “My Guy,” Mary Wells sings about how well she and her man go together, so well that she could never be torn away from him. She seems to be singing to another man who may be trying to seduce her, and she rejects his advances by explaining how her current relationship could never be upgraded.

There’s nothing you could say
To tear me away from my guy
There’s nothing you could do
‘Cause I’m stuck like glue to my guy
I’m stickin’ to my guy like a stamp to a letter
Like the birds of a feather
We stick together
I’m telling you from the start
I can’t be torn apart from my guy

Ronald White and Smokey Robinson wrote these great lyrics for the 1964 hit. Enjoy!

~*~

Written for Jim’s Thursday Inspiration.

Image from Pixabay. Info from Wikipedia.

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