She’d grown tired

Flash Fiction 55, General Weirdness :), Photography, Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 6 February 2014 @ 7:56 PM (22) Comments

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of the two
big baskets
of coral

crowding
their coffee
table’s top

so she high-tided
the treasures from
one of them along
their mantel’s shore
then sailed away in
that empty basket

to Paris

to lose
herself
by night

in The
Louvre

and by day
in the arms
of a croissant
named Mo.

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Including the title, that’s 55 words!

xooxoxoxooxoxoxo

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Hey, remember that day…

Flash Fiction 55, House Style, Photography, Poetry, The Parakeets | Posted by Jannie on 30 January 2014 @ 7:54 PM (26) Comments

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in the quiet cafe
when our poems
flew up over the
ceiling fans into
the wine bottles
an angel poured
our smiles from?

Remember how
our poems’ bones
then floated on
the steam of our
lattes to the hill
where mice were
racing motorcycles
down snow sleds
to entertain two
parakeets who
couldn’t stop
laughing?

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That would be YOUR 55 fictional words, G-Man!

xoxoxo to all.

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(Parakeet winter afternoon hanging spot to keep me company.)

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It’s Not Even Tuesday

House Style, Just Good Stuff | Posted by Jannie on 16 January 2014 @ 6:08 PM (26) Comments

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It’s not even Tuesday
and I’m posting a poem
to show you improvements
to part of our home.

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I’ve been storing / selling
some stuff for a friend,
thinking these boxes
will never-ever end.

:)

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But an angel came over
and helped lug ‘em out.

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Then with my broom
i danced all about.

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I covered the old garden
with a perfect-sized rug,
put the blinds up myself,
then gave me a hug.

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With a fine shipping table
and lots of bubble wrap,
shelves, then inventory
that was pretty-much that!

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The view from there
is this one you see…

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where here at my
laptop i usually be.

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No more of this now
to haunt me by day…

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just a tidy little nook
for my growing eBay.

~~ end of poem

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Posted with love to all my blogging buds,

~~ Jannie
xooxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxo

P.S. All construction here (including stained glass install) built by Jim’s own 2 hands, 14? 15? years ago, an addition to our house.

He helped my store-nook dream come true by plywooding over that big square in the floor which once housed an indoor garden that had waned over the years.

Speaking of eBay — back to it, Baby!!! I had a slow Dec. but January is picking up.

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xoxo again.

And here’s a photo edit-in on Friday Jan. 17th, at 3:21 p.m. Texas Time.

Shipping Desk Kitty was sleeping there until I rudely awoke him for this photo…

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(We recycle old swimming pool noodles as cushioning material to help pack delicate items. Sometimes people just give them away at the yard sales where we get most of our eBay things to sell.)

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Siver Medal On Balance Beam — With Her Sights Set On Gold!

Gymnastics, Just Good Stuff, The Pea | Posted by Jannie on 7 January 2014 @ 7:45 PM (29) Comments

Yep, she came in second for that routine Sunday in Dallas, with a 9.2. (The winner scored 9.3.)

Not bad for her first meet as a Level 7. Not bad at all.

She vows, “Next time I won’t have those 2 little wobbles, and will perfectly stick my dismount. I AM GOING TO GET A GOLD MEDAL ON BEAM THIS SEASON!!! And bring my floor, bars and vault up to at least 9.0s too.”

You go, Kelly-Girl, you GO!!! I KNOW you CAN do it.

And so our competitive gymnastics meet season starts…..

whoohoooooooo.

xoxooxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxo

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One Time I Google Earthed You

Gymnastics, Photography, Poetry | Posted by Jannie on 17 December 2013 @ 3:45 PM (41) Comments

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One time I
Google Earthed you
all the way down
to a single pixel
of a butterfly’s foot
on an oak leaf
in the northeast
corner of your
old back yard.

and in that
little square
i saw you

flipping
burgers on
your grill.

you were
drinking up
the music
of summer
and wearing
the half-toga

you usually
reserve for very
special occasions
like the crowning
of Miss America,
carrot harvesting
and bottling your
dandelion wine.

But mostly I
don’t Google Earth
you or anybody
at all. I’m too

busy either out
slapping my palms
onto the big drum
of Planet Earth

or inside stitching
birdsong, cats and
a gymnast’s dreams
into stardust tea.

~~ end of poem

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Happy Poetry Tuesday, even though dVerse is on break until 2014.

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Happy EVERYTHING, actually!! :)

And Merry Christmas, in case I’m not posting again until after the 25th.

You all rock so much, you beautiful, wonderful awesome humans!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All photos above from Saturday, Dec. 14th, 2013.

xoxooxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxoxoox

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