Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Half a Week to go...

 " Gold is tried by fire, brave men by adversity. "
      - Lucius Annaeus Seneca

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Project 365  - a Photo Everyday



ABC Wednesday... J is for...

Joyless Jumpers

Joyful Jumping Juveniles..
Just the Job for Jack..
Jealous Jokers Joined right in..
with Japanese Jelly black..

Just then a Jaunty Judge Jumped in
Judgemental Jargon Jeered
Joe Jerked a Jar and ran away
Jamming Joylessly I feared...

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

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Haiku Wednesday-  anticipation

The Note

loves sweet scent unfolds
anticipation my muse
his bulls eye desire

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

Haiku Heights #80 - bulls eye

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Poetic Bloomings- PUN-KU

Every week they offer us new ideas in poetry form.. this week  we are introduced to a new poetic form, which is called the PUN-KU. Here are the requirements for writing one.

(1) Unlike the haiku that allows for a less than strict adherence to the 17-syllable rule, the pun-ku must be exactly 17 syllables long.
(2) It contains only four (4) lines arranged syllabically as follows:
Line 1: 4 syllables Line 2: 5 syllables Line 3: 4 syllables Line 4: 4 syllables
(3) As for the end-rhyme pattern, Lines 1 and 2 do not rhyme. Lines 3 and 4 do.
(4) The pun-ku must contain a pun on one or more of the words used in the poem. The subject matter deals with human nature, is light, humorous, or witty.
(5) The title of the pun-ku can only be one- or two-words long (or short).

My Pun-ku follows...


webmasters union
tossed me out
spider tattoo
they said taboo

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

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Match Makers

shortage of men
the ladies undress
wrap them in scarves
call for the dwarves

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

these might sound easy.. it's rather hard to work a pun into a limited word poem.. or maybe It will get easier as I write more.. I definitely plan to write more.. in fact I have a page full..  that well to say the least..  they aren't that good.. but they are a start..

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3 Word Wednesday-  dull/ race/ yawn


titled racer stomps
sixteen hands of dullest brown
seasoned mare yawns

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

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Thanks for stopping by my world today.. I have enjoyed trying a new form of poetry and of course I am always happy to share haiku.. I welcome visitors.. comments.. and followers.. I hope you have a wonderful day!

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Ah!! The Sound Of Pounding Rain....

" The facts of life are that a child who has seen war cannot be compared with a child who doesn't know what war is except from television. "   ~  Sophia Loren

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Project 365- a Photo a Day!

this bird was watching me
at the ATM... very
early in the morning..

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Mad Kanes Limerick~Offs

one by her first line..  as always and a second "freestyle"
that she is testing over at her place... she welcomes visitors too...


a gal who was fast on her feet
bragged on herself with conceit
a take down was planned
dare she race my sedan
madly she tore out down the street

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

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I once knew a girl they call Joy
played all the guys like a toy
till the night she met Bart
easy love fills her heart
before long.. joy's joy is a boy..

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

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Haiku Heights #79-  Bubbles

My BFF    -   (Senryu)

betrayal bubbles
too late for backward glances
I plot sweet revenge

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

Sunday Single Impression- #186 - betrayal

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Carry On Tuesday-

Surprise -

I should have seen it coming.. bold lies of omission I could read in his eyes.. his sudden un-ease every time he saw me answer the phone.. the truth is never simple.. the death of no relationship easy..
my heart cried out for what might have been.. No second chances asked and none given .. we had..
at last.. agreed.. I watched him walk away and prayed that he dare not..  look backward..

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

3 Word Wednesday - omission / ease / backward
Sunday Scribblings #285 - Easy
Poetic Bloomings  #21- surprise

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Thanks for stopping by my world of words today.. I write what I feel and understand if some days you aren't feeling the same way I am.. we are each a person of our own.. and entitled to have our own thoughts and dreams.. I hope you have enjoyed your visit here.. I welcome visitors.. comments.. and followers.. I hope you have a grand day!

Monday, September 19, 2011

Sometimes I Dance in the Moonlight....

" Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. "  ~  Berthold Auerbach

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Project 365-

found barely alive..
but after a few sips of
sugar water..  was soon
fluttering his wings...

after one night and an almost day
he was released
and soon after spotted with an
adult bird at his own feeder
" A flash of harmless lightning, A mist of rainbow dyes, The burnished sunbeams brightening From flower to flower he flies. " -  John Banister Tabb
Sunday Citar

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Haiku Heights- #78 - Feather
September Harvest
old hens run squawking
papa dreams on feather bed
chicken soup simmers
Written By: Patricia Sawyer
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Magpie Tales #83


beguiling rattle
slithers towards wisdom tree
woman chooses sin

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

The Snake Charmer, Henri Rousseau, 1907

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Midnight Patrons

sweet sighs of darkness
ravens behold great cities
dream angels sustain

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


Thanks to all who have visited me here today.. I hope you enjoyed at least some tiny part
of your stay.. I welcome visitors.. comments.. and followers..
Have a great day!

Friday, September 16, 2011

Cool with a Threat of Drizzle...

" Fainthearted animals move about in herds. The lion walks alone in the desert. Let the poet always
   walk thus. " ~  Alfred Victor Vigny

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Project 365-

My BFF Sheri
and our nephew Chase..

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Lily's Friday Prediction-

Fibre- wretch- sip


The empty hummingbird feeder  in the basement's darkest corner..  annoyed her.. The ancient Chinese checker board with only seven marbles..  was even worse.. It lay on the table as if it's players had just this minute vanished.. and would shortly return to challenge her to a game.. Though every fibre of her being screamed escape..  She could only sip water and stare at the silly marbles.. She  knew she  looked a wretch.. deciding to draft a list.. she searched for a pen and paper..  If she was to be ransomed she would have  a comb and all of her marbles..

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

Flash Fiction Friday - "bored games"
Weekend Wordsmith - Hummingbird

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Friday Fill -Ins we go!

1. Why do I _give a rats naked pattoottee_.

2. ___The chickens and I are here__ to stay.

3. By far the most important __thing is drama___.

4. __Not___ American  __Made!___

5. But when __did we stop protecting the earth?___.

6. __I didn't eat pizza___ for the longest time.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to _hitting the sack early__, tomorrow my plans include __yard sales or the flea market ___ and Sunday, I want to cook something on the grill___!

Thanks for stopping by today.. I have been trying to teach myself to write flash fiction.. the shortest of short stories.. I welcome both comments and followers.. Have a great day!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Just a Tiny Bit Cooler...

" There are no days in life so memorable as those which vibrated to some stroke of the imagination. "

  - Laurence Durrell

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Project 365- A Photo a Day-

Playing "Musical Squares"  at a family gathering.. it is down to the last two..
Only one square left.. I think Reuben is cheating.... What Fun!!!

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Haiku Heights #72-


Daddy's hands digging
rusty red sassafras roots
Grandma's kettle screams

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

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Sunday Scribblings #284- sensation

The Lane

magical moonlight
casting sweetest sensations
spotlights douse passions

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

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Sensational Haiku Wednesday - freestyle


each betrayal chafes
eroding the heart and soul
loveless eyes observe

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

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Thanks for stopping by my blog today... I hope that some of my words made you smile...  laugh..
or even just ponder.. I welcome both comments and  followers.. Have a grand day...

Friday, September 9, 2011

Can We Ever Forget that Moment in Time..?

" We live in a world of guns, bombs and terror. To conquer hate seems a nigh-impossible task. "
       ~ Theodore Bikel

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Project 365 - a Photo Every Day...


A sudden call to duty
Towers of power fall

Victims and victors screaming
A nation stands appalled

Scratching at flea collars
Both wrist and ankles bound

Children used as sacrifice
Continues to astound

He hates the word deployment
He wants to hold his girl

The agony pours from his eyes
Behind the sandstorm swirl

Thinking of his Mama                                               
His heart begins to race                                                   Writers Weekend Retreat #36

How many years.. how many lives                                                                                              
Before he leaves this place?

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

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Acrostics Only- Children's Corner-


Be gone you
One eyed fiend !
Out scary shadow !
Goblins and witches
Evacuate ! No more
Yellow bellied bumps !
Mama ordered them
All be gone !
Now we sleep...

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

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Thursday Tales   {photo by Starling Photography}

Duty Calls
Logan bowed his head as the tolling began.. The withered priest tugged the ropes.. ringing the mission bell over and over.. echoing despair across the valley.. They had found her along the tracks.. another soul devoured.. Records would show her to be the seventy seventh victim but he knew the number was much higher..

Sliding his treasure box back into the hearth's secret and replacing the bricks.. he picked up his badge and holstered his revolver.. He would have liked a nap.. but patting his belly.. he headed for the door.. Sometimes you had to make sacrifices when duty called..

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

Lily's Friday Prediction- Valley-  Mission- Record

Weekend Wordsmith- Hearth

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Thanks for stopping by my world today.. I welcome both comments and followers..
Have a wonderful day!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Ready For Autumn..

" By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer. " ~  Helen Hunt Jackson

Up Date~ since no one commented or guessed on the "What is it"  shown below.. I will not be revealing what it is at this time.. I will leave it here in case a late visitor might want to guess. it really is an easy thing to guess.. I can't believe that some red neck country boy  didn't know in an instant what it was.. or maybe I haven't had a red neck visitor..?.. In any case I will be leaving it and if no one guesses I will eventually use it again.. Maybe some of you might want to take a second look now and see if you know what it is..  Have a great Night!...

Project 365- A photo a day

Haiku Heights

#65 Hypnotic-


siren's saddest song
a hypnotic lullaby
gulls wade the tide pools

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


Weekend Wordsmith-

Rose (a nonet)

My sweetest Rose have you grown weary
It Always rains on your parade
Everything against you
Paper lace obsessions
Living on wishes
So long denied
Thorns bind your

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


What Is IT?

Dave and I came across this the other day and I wondered how many people might have seen this before and would recognise it.. Do you know what this strange item is? Dave and I thought we knew what it was and what it was for and how it worked.. we were wrong..But I am still willing to bet that at least one person out there might know what this picture is..  That person Might even be you.. so give it a try and comment with your guess.. You might be a winner if you are the first to answer correctly..

As always I will up-date tomorrow  with a photo of what this item really is..


Thanks for stopping by my blog today.. I hope you enjoyed your stay.. I welcome both comments and followers.. have a wonderful day!

Monday, September 5, 2011

A Dark Flash~

"A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. "

 ~  Percy Bysshe Shelley


Just the other day while stumbling around on the world wide web I fell over a website called 
"Lily Child's Feardom" and her Friday Challenge of writing Flash Fiction from a gift of words.. the Rules were simple enough... use one hundred or less words and use all three of the words given.. 
The gifted words for this weeks Lily's Friday Prediction were...  Pharaoh... Fair.. and Sweep

Though dark flash fiction is not something I have done before.. I decided to give it a try.. I am always wiling to try new things in writing.. 

The Plague

Looking out over the valley of kings... the young Pharaoh's eyes crawled across the throngs of workers below.... His man walked slowly through the pitiful horde of human flesh...stopping here and there near a fair maid that he thought might tempt his master.... Finally arriving at a feisty young minx.. threatening ruffians with a sweep of her broom..

With one slight nod, her fate was sealed...

Watching her wrestle with his man.. sweet shivers crept along his spine..exciting his spirit... Anticipation rising.. he headed for his chambers.. The night would be long.. and he so enjoyed a fighter...

Written By: Patricia Sawyer


Thanks for stopping by My blog today.. I hope you enjoyed your visit.. though I don't often write about darkness I think it exist in each of us.. and I do enjoy trying new things.. I welcome both comments and followers... Have a great day!