#FlashFiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

June 18, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that features a solstice. What is the era and setting? Use the solstice as a celebration, metaphor, or talking point. Go where the prompt leads!

June 18: Flash Fiction Challenge

To call them stones
As if you could skip one across the pond
Is to belittle their majesty
I stand in front of them
Waiting for the sunrise
Wishing I could walk back
Through a living moment of history
To see the stars, fly by
To see the sunset and rise over it again
Until I reach the moment when
Salisbury Plain was just that, plain
To watch the first hole being dug
The upright slip into place
On around the circle like a child’s game
Of ring a ring-o’roses
I feel my heart beat with the rising sun…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge

#TANKA TUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 230 #EKPHRASTIC #PHOTOPROMPT

It’s the third week of the month! Time for an Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

Image Credit: Kerfe Roig

old

water

will lead you

under snow moon

secrets will be found

go after the blue bird

a prize, but not the right one

The blue moon pearl is waiting where?

the hand hides what the eye needs to see

under the dark shadow of Shangri la…

© Anita Dawes 2021

MLMM ~ Photo Challenge #370 ~ #Poetry

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

Photo by Francesco Ungaro on Pexels.com

They told me meditation would be good for me
Now look at the state of me
I’m green, in a weird alternate reality
I would rather have fallen down Alice’s rabbit hole
As it is, I am stuck in this green room
With my head on my knees
It feels as if I have been left holding the baby
With no way out…

© Anita Dawes 2021

The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 505 ~ #Poetry

From the sounds of it, the game was under way
The boys would have a large stick in hand
Throw a glass bottle in the air,
whack it as hard as they could
Wicked I know, thing is, it’s fun
Young minds don’t think further than that
It’s like a sugar shock, an adrenaline rush
Running around your body
Like the applause of a crowd, egging you on
We were rock stars, albeit fleeting
Later, I knew I would be overshadowed with guilt…

© Anita Dawes 2021

#MLMM ~ Photo Challenge 369 ~ #Poetry

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

Photo by Francesco Ungaro on Pexels.com

I had fallen into a strange rabbit hole
It is dark blue and very wet, fish surround me
Someone has plunged a staircase into the water
It is rusty, making the water around it look pink
Inviting me to step on, come on up
Should I, shouldn’t I, bang around in my head
What is up there?
Is it safe, should I turn back the way I came?
I was swimming with friends, they should be somewhere
I am too close to the stairs; I touch the bottom tread.
I hear the muffled sound of voices
“I wonder where she has gone
One minute she was behind us,
the next gone like a puff of smoke.
Are they talking about me?
Forgetting, I am under water, I shout “I’m here.”
The water would not let me ascend the stairs
I could see my skin changing colour
I am turning a beautiful shade of blue
Not scales exactly. I no longer need my oxygen mask
I open my eyes on the beach
“She’s back!” Jack’s voice
“Massive bump on her head, but she’s back!”
Part of me felt sad, for I was looking forward
to being a mermaid…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Jaye’s Week ( In the garden, not the Office)

Yesterday afternoon I had planned on writing and working on a trailer for one of Anita’s books, but the sun was shining, and I couldn’t be asked.

We sat outside, drinking coffee, surrounded by all the jobs I have been neglecting so far this year. Not really my fault, for the weather hasn’t exactly been conducive for gardening lately. It’s either been freezing cold, raining, or both. So, I wasn’t feeling too guilty.

Maybe a little guilty about some of my bonsai perhaps, as there are a couple that desperately need repotting as they have used up all the goodness in their soil. There was also an orange blossom that I bought earlier in the year that has outgrown its pot.

Before I knew it, I was hard at work, and enjoying every minute.

I was also promising to spend a lot more time in the garden in future.

My favourite, at the moment

They say you are closer to God’s heart in a garden, and all I know is I am always happier when up to my elbows in rich garden soil, surrounded by all the wonders of nature.

I thought I would close with some of my favourite bonsai, the acres. Especially the ones with different colour variations in the leaves. I love the Lacy ones too and have included the one that refused to be a bonsai. It outgrew every pot I put it in, and eventually I planted it in the garden.

I hate to say this, but in a way, I hoped it would rain tomorrow so I could catch up on my writing! (or maybe not!)

#BlogBattle ~ Abstract ~ #Poetry

June #BlogBattle: Abstract

Odds and sods, bits, and bobs
Throw them together
like the sherbet bits of my brain
What do you get?
A kaleidoscope look at life
A fantasy in colour
Stripes, cubes, dots, whatever you fancy
Throw all your colours at the canvas
Watch as they mix, making their own self portrait
A strange sea to drown yourself in
Dip your toe in, watch the colours rush up your leg
Turn you into a striped candy stick of rock
Now that’s my idea of abstract
Anything you like if it relates to the odd…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Jaye’s Week…

The other day I was on my knees, trying to organise some space in the dark, unvisited reaches of my office, when I thought I spotted something familiar lurking in the corner of the room.

I couldn’t reach to pull it from its hiding place, so continued to sort through the pile of accumulated rubbish   paperwork.    All the while wondering what it could be and why it seemed to be hiding from me.

I finally came across the folder I had been looking for and flipped through the contents, hoping it really was what I had been hoping for. It didn’t take long for me to decide it wasn’t, and that spark of enthusiasm I had been so carefully nurturing dissolved into a puff of smoke and vanished.

I had been so sure I would find it today. I sat back on my heels, despair flickering in the back of my mind. Then I remembered what I had caught a glimpse of earlier. Was it still there?

A quick glance told me what I already knew. It had gone, whatever it as. Just like all those hopes and dreams I was so sure I would find this morning.

I made my way back to the computer, determined to rescue the rest of the day, even with my missing enthusiasm.

I couldn’t be more stubborn if I tried, which often comes in handy in the absence of enthusiasm, and before long I was back in the saddle, so to speak.

In our effort to explore possibilities, I had tried my hand at Book Funnel again, just to see if I could make it work, and this time, joined two promotions. Thrillers for Free and June Crime Fiction Giveaway.

The first one is for Thrillers for Free which will run until the end of June

https://books.bookfunnel.com/shelbygriffin/f401xzosnh

The second one is for June Crime Fiction Giveaway which also runs until the end of the month.

https://books.bookfunnel.com/junecrimefiction/npble90yjl

If you could click on these a few times I think it would help our journey!

Watch out for our newsletter next week for some interesting developments!