Crimson’s Creative Challenge #197 – Love in Sunsets

I was hesitant to participate in anything as I know I won’t have time to be a proper participant.  I leave tomorrow for a week-long getaway.  Nature: mountains, rivers, and whatever you have to offer, here I come!  That said, I figured I would use Crispina’s lovely image as an excuse to let ya’all know I’m not dissing you and will return to reading/commenting/participating in one week.

While searching for my matchy-matchy photo, I fell on the one directly below.  It sparked an idea so I’m using it and have added the “real” matchy-matchy below, just because I can.

“The first stab of love is like a sunset, a blaze of color — oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples…”
― Anna Godbersen, The Luxe

I’ll take a mix, please

Wild, hot, and exciting

Calm, peaceful comfort

Too much of either

Does not balance bring

 

All of one is exhausting

All of the other, dull

 

Keeping it alive require a little of both

In various combinations

Hour, days, weeks, months, years

Together and apart

Time is valuable

We must use it wisely

 

“They sit together, physically separate but utterly connected by the moment they’ve created”
― Stan Lee, A Trick of Light

Kinda-sort matchy-matchy…. right?

“Time is valuable. For all the time we’ve lost by not being together, it has made you the most valuable thing to me.”
― Courtney Peppernell, Pillow Thoughts

Shift In Gears – dVerse

There is no way in hell I could resist this fantabulous challenge, issued by Lillian, for dVerse in which it’s all about Ben & Jerry’s ice cream… More particularly, the flavours listed below (the dates are when they were in service or laid to rest.  But here’s the rub.  We cannot write about ice cream, AND, we cannot change the names of the flavours.  The only thing we are allowed to do is add punctuation and play with the capitalisation.   We could use one or two or, in my case, ALL of the flavours.  Hope you smile as much as I did, writing this baby!  We actually visited the factory back in 2010 so… 

At the factoryChange is Brewing  – current Half-Baked  – created in 2000 -still going strong Urban Bourbon  – 2017 -still going strong Coffee Coffee Buzzbuzzbuzz  – current Wavy Gravy  – 1993 – 2001 Urban Jumble  – 2000 -2001 Dastardly Mash  – 1979 – 1991 Miz Jelena’s Sweet Potato Pie  – 1992 – 1993 Goodbye Yellow Brick Road  – limited edition available July 18 to 25, 2008 Late Night Snack  – 2010 – 2014
Imagine Whirled Peace  – 2007 – 2013 Sugar Plum  – 1989 – 1990 Economic Crunch  – only in 1987 during the stock market crash
This is Nuts  2001  – 2002

A change is brewing, my dear

the time has come

What do I mean, my Sugar Plum?

It’s time for what?

 

I’ll tell you what!

To say goodbye, Yellow Brick Road

This urban jumble of a jungle

This constant coffee, coffee, buzzbuzzbuzz

This is nuts, I say, nuts!

 

This economic crunch forces us

to go go go, a dastardly mash

a non-stop dash

And for what I tell you?

For some half-baked notion

that more is more?

 

Well, it’s not

I wanna slow things down

feel wavy gravy while we partake

of the urban bourbon of life, slow-like

while we imagine a whirled peace

a different way of living

 

Are you in?  What say you? Wait.

How about this?  We’ll have a slice of

Miz Jelena’s Sweet Potato Pie, or,

if you prefer, some key lime instead,

And plan for our shift in gears.

 

 

 

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #268 – Year

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  Thank you, Sammi, for never closing these prompts so we can use them whenever our whim, whims it.  And when you can’t decide between four photos to represent your word, you put ’em all in 😉

wk 268 year

 

The years are festooned with events that mark them

Deaths and births

and a bunch of firsts

 

The good, the bad, the mundane

each have their part in decorating

the years in our timeline

 

Time is linear,

that’s what we know

weren’t we told?

 

 

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #267 – Return

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  Got me all sappy this week, Sammi!

wk 267 return

 

Return to me, my love

Let us create more memories

to hold onto until our next time

 

Dreams simply cannot

replace the warmth of your touch,

the feel of your lips

 

 

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #266 – Flippant

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  Heard tell Sammi ain’t too particular on the dates we choose to play so, there is that and I thank her for that, too 🙂

wk 266 flippant

When flippant replies are all I receive

I cannot help but feel the need

to recede

Where, in what world were you led to believe

I would not want you to succeed?

to mislead?

It is time, I say, to give me reprieve

I shall not beg for you, nor plead

to believe

I cannot help you with what you perceive

I’ve reached the end and feel the need

for you to go

Leave

Weekend Writing Prompt #265 – Brevity

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  Gotta love Sammi’s giving us so few words for such a word! I half-expected her to be more ironic than literal 😉

wk 265 brevity

Trim the fluff

keep the necessary

Brevity,

some writers feel, is

concessionary

How better to picture “brevity” than by having just one thing in a photo? Or, a random photo just because…

WWP #262 – Zest

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  I haven’t played in ages and eons but hey… here I am and thank you, Sammi!

wk 262 zest

 

Limoncello Instead

 

I’ve a zest for life, this is true

Life’s thrown me a lemon or two

 

Woe is me

I’ll never be

 

I’ll not turn sour and bitter

With vodka and zest

A time to rest

I will have a delicious elixir

 

Weekend Writing Prompt #257 – Luminous

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  Thank you, always, to Sammi, for hosting this weekly party.

I had me an hour to kill in Miami.  Figured it would be a good time to get in a 30-word post.  Wrote it out and then my photos would not upload.  Had to shut down to board.  Arrived in La Guardia, had me an overpriced okay burger with a cold one and got comfy to “finish” my post. Ummm. What post? D’youse guys remember last August when I wrote a whole post (way more than thirty words), lost it and re-wrote it?  Well. Shit. I’m gonna convince myself that this one is better than that one 😉

wk 257 luminous

Portuguese Man O’ War

Like a child’s balloon

Drifting… aimlessly?

at the whim of the waves

Luminous in the Miami sun

from sea to sand

Resist the urge to touch

Painful price to pay

 

 

 

 

 

Was, But No Longer; Stuck With Me & Unanswerable

A couple days ago, I read one of Bill’s poems.  He’s over there doing NaPoWriMo and this particular challenge asked him to answer the following:

  1. someone I was close to, but I am no longer,
  2. a job I no longer do, and
  3. art that I saw once and that stuck with me.
  4. I was to close the poem with an unanswerable question.

I told him that sounded like something I would like to try as a few things came to mind.  He challenged me to do it.  As I am sitting in Miami Airport waiting for my beau’s plane to land – three hour wait, thank you very much, what better time than now?  Hope my charge lasts as I cannot find a place to plug in!

Before and After

Pots and pots of tea; game after game of Rummy 500; smoking Belvedere Extra Light
We took over the dance floor, breaking only to sip our one Zombie that lasted all night
Love was found and a wedding ensued (I was your maid of honor), to boot
You had two kids and the marriage did crumble but we were there for each other, without a grumble
And then one day, I know now why, we drifted apart and before resolution, you went and died

Summer is the time, and drive-ins are a thing
Filling the popcorn, and cash register pings
How many times can you see the same scene?
E.T. hides in the closet and then Gertie screams
A lifetime ago, I do not regret
Go back there one’s more? I’d have to say no.

Pictures can’t do him justice; they could never come close
To see him in person; c’est pas la même chose
How can a slab of marble be so beautifully sculpted?
Michelangelo’s David is a marvel undoubted
As I stood in awe, marvelling at this work of art
I couldn’t help feeling an ache in my heart

All these things we experience make up who we are.
How would I have been any different if any of these
never came to be or happened at another phase of my life?
Would I appreciate my life any less?

 

Stuff and Things and an Update

It’s been three weeks since I last wrote a post.  Oh, there are quite a few drafts with great intentions and little else but other than that? Zip.  The first week, I was basically sans motivation, feeling some sort of ennui, no, not ennui, more of a malaise of sorts.  At the same time, I was actively looking for a job which I’m now thinking was causing more stress than I thought.

The result? My immune system must have been compromised and to celebrate the first day of spring, I got damn COVID. Thank you, son.  After being sick on arriving at work on Tuesday morning, March 15, Iain’s boss sent him home.  He slept all day and had a headache.  The next day, feeling fine, he went to get a test and sent me this picture with the text:

“noooooooooo”.

I respond with : “Fuuuuuuuuuuck”.

And he with:  “so weak. shameful performance” (must be said with Uncle Roger’s accent)

I showed the photo to my boss who said:  “Now you have to go home”.  I thought it was kind of ridiculous, being 4:00 p.m. with just one more hour to go.   Still. I packed my stuff and off home I went where I have been working since. Why, you ask? Technically I need quarantine for five days. Well, let me tell you why.  (Oh, and by the way, Iain took his required five days off and returned to work on Monday.)

Thursday and Friday, work from home.  I’m good with that, especially because I have two job interviews on Thursday afternoon and now I no longer need to find an excuse to leave the office for half an hour.

Friday, take a test – negative. So I am good to go for dinner at my buddy Linda’s for an overdue dinner and a chinwag. We are reasonable this time and I am home before midnight.

Saturday, go for a fantabulous 45-minute run/walk. I am feeling fantastic.

Sunday. Wake up sick.  Take a test:  negative.  Hmm.  Okay then, must be a head cold. Or a sinus thing because my head is ready to explode and my head is full of, well, let me leave that to your imagination.  I text my boss, apologizing for disturbing her on a Sunday evening and tell her that there is no way I can go in and that I am also taking a sick day.  I took three.

However, Monday, I was supposed to go for another interview – in-person, this time. I contact the placement agent and tell her no way can I go.  She asks me if I can do a Teams meet and I say, I think I can make it through one of those (rather sick but can manage to not cough or blow my nose for half an hour…)  I was supposed to, originally, go for a site visit with the people I interviewed with on Thursday but had to cancel that, obviously.

All is well. The Teams interview goes so well, they send me an offer!  Well, how do you like them apples?  Problem is, I cannot respond as the first one I had on Thursday really interests me and I cannot make a decision without going for the site visit. (Plus, I didn’t really want the one offered as it was, once again, a position obliging me to sit at the reception. Non merci.)

Random photo – Hanging with the cats

My agent asks me if I think I could go for a site visit on Wednesday morning.  I say yes (probably should not have but decisions need to be made!)  I make sure I touch no one and nothing and my mask remains in place.  They are just as welcoming as I felt during our original interview.  I thank them for the visit, ever anxious to get back home and into bed but wait!  I have yet another interview at noon!  Bloody hell.

The interview goes well but I have the feeling the potential boss is one of those hard-ass women who says (too often) how open her door is and how she arrives with a smile and leaves with one.  I have the distinct feeling of. Nope.  Which is fine and dandy because Clemex, the company I interviewed for on Thursday and visited that morning?  They make me an offer that surpasses the one I got on Monday. Woot!

I call my boss on Wednesday afternoon, after I got the offer and break the news to her.  She takes it well, is not surprised but is happy for me as she knows the company cannot really offer me anything challenging at the time.  I promise to her to try to update all the administrative documents so that the next person they hire has something to go on.

I work from home Thursday and Friday.  On Saturday, (it is now March 26), my sister invited me over to watch her daughter, my goddaughter, Ariane, play volleyball in the Canadian national championships.  However, she asks me to test myself again just in case.

I feel you, Omelette!

Dammit.  Positive.

So this past week I have been working from home, trying to train someone on some of my duties via Teams and wishing this persistent cough will just leave me the hell alone. As long as it’s present, I cannot go anywhere!

I now have my last three work days ahead of me, with a lunch planned for Wednesday and I don’t even know if I will be able to go in!  I have this frog in my throat with an occasional unproductive cough, still.

*** UPDATE ***

Had to go to the pharmacy to pick up dye for my daughter today and decided to get myself a cough suppressant and a COVID test.

Great news!  I am now officially negative.

One last thing. I participate in a Facebook Photo Group and last week the theme was reflections.  I discovered this one taken last year and Wow! How had I not noticed this when I took it?  It’s what actually inspired me to write this post.  Well, the original plan was to simply use it as inspiration for a poem.  It is, after all, NaPoWriMo month, so why not a little poetry to end things?

 

Fighting through congestion

One thought begets another

A sleepless night, once again

Path has since cleared

With gratitude

Looking upwards and outwards

Where new beginnings

And challenges await