When She Wakes

Photography, Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 8 November 2011 @ 1:23 PM (47) Comments

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when she wakes

to find a snow

of comments

 

has fallen

on her blog

in the night,

 

she dances

a little dance

in the castle

 

of her heart

where angels’

guitars are

 

storming

the morning

with waterfalls

 

and mountain calls

that make the

sunshine sing.

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That’s Jannie’s (my) submission for Open Link Night, week 17, at dVerse Poetry.

And here’s fresh snow on a castle…

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Never been there but I did enjoy other beautiful parts of Germany in 1999 with my AWESOME penpal Doris,

who mailed me this photo of herself years before we met in person. She’d been to Australia…

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5 guitars…..

The Beach Guitar was Kelly’s class’ fund raiser project at her school when she was 6.

Twinkles & Sprinkles y’all…

xoxooxoxoxo

What Could A Writer Of Flash Fiction Say…

Flash Fiction 55, Photography, Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 4 November 2011 @ 2:53 PM (28) Comments

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about 3 yellow cars in 55 words?

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That when she took

the photos she was

wearing her $18 hat

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and had just shared

a strawberry rose

with the child she

marvels at daily?

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That she photoshopped out

the bird poop from photos 1 and 3?
 

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That poop does sometime happen?

But fertilizer is the stuff of growth.

And love is ever at the helm!

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G-Man is ever at the helm as our Friday Flash Fiction 55 host.

Write a 55, post it and let G-Man know.

He WILL pop over and comment.

xoxoxooxoxoxxo

Once In The Suntan Of My Youth — a poem

Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 1 November 2011 @ 1:38 PM (51) Comments

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Once in the suntan of my youth,

back when I wore my hair short

and my zest for adventure long,

I posed atop Grouse Mountain

with a girl I’d known one minute.

 

I think her name was Suzie.

 

She was really nice.

(And probably still is.)

 

When I’m famous she’ll come to one of my concerts

and slip a gilded notecard to a burly bodyguard,

thus reuniting us forever! (Yes – Bruno, Jaques &

Miguel will know to be ever on the look-out for her.)

 

In the notecard will be her 1986 photo

of us smiling there above Vancouver,

hers a slightly different pose of course,

maybe with me tipping up my wineskin,

both of us doing high can-can leg flings,

or me hoisting her with ease, like this…

 

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But back to our future reunion!

 

After back-stage introductions,

we’ll all go out to dinner, where

I’ll be sure to have lots of pictures

taken for a follow-up post for you!

 

Yay!!!  I can’t wait!!!!! Can you??

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The above scintillating poem is my offering this week for dVerse Poets Open Link Night.

Get your poem-link up Tuesdays at 3:00 EST, and witness the magic take flight.

With love from Jannie.

xoxooxxoxoxoxo