Sunday Sharing is here
and, as this weary world needs a little peace and harmony,
I’m starting with this beautiful poem
from Peter Notehelfer
‘On Harmony’
from his site
Gathering Stones Strung on Threads;
Sunday Sharing is here
and, as this weary world needs a little peace and harmony,
I’m starting with this beautiful poem
from Peter Notehelfer
‘On Harmony’
from his site
Gathering Stones Strung on Threads;
New Reading just arrived:

Today I bought two new books from Amazon:
The first is a new novel from Jane Doughtery, entitled The Pathfinders, Abomination, who you will recognise from http://www.janedougherty.wordpress.com and if you don’t recognise her then go check out her work, go on, move it…
And the second is a poetry book from Christina Strigas entitled Your Ink on my Soul who can be found at http://www.christinastrigas.com so after you’re finished looking at Jane’s site, move directly on to Christina’s and no dilly dallying…
Okay, time for me to read them…
Catch you all later X
And our final Sharing Sunday poem
is from Candice Louisa Daquin
from TheFeatheredSleep here at WordPress
and the bonds that bind a mother and child,
no matter how distant or invisible they may be…
Sunday Sharing is here with a captivating,
and dare I say addictive, poem
from Maribeth Batcho
found here on WordPress at Unleashed
I am an addict.
An addict.
I admit it.
ADDICT.
I am addicted.
Addicted.
That is what I am.
ADDICTED.
I want more.
And more.
No use pretending.
I want MORE.
I can’t stop.
Just can’t.
No use in hiding it.
I CAN’T.
I won’t stop.
Just won’t.
No use in lying.
I WON’T.
I am a junkie.
The more I have,
the more I want.
STUFF.
I am a user.
The more I get,
the more I crave.
CANDY.
I am a fanatic
in search of a high,
an escape, some serenity.
A TRIP.
I am dependent
on my next fix.
A place unknown to me
I SEEK.
I am a goer,
a wait-until-the-last-minute-er
a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants-er
a What’s-next-er
A VOYAGER.
I have a habit
that I never want to break.
New cultures and peoples and languages,
are lifeblood.
my FIX.
I am an enthusiast
searching for the next place
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Sharing Sunday continues
with this piece mourning the tragedy in Orlando
from poet Paula Antonello Moore
found here on WordPress at The Expressible Cafe

A Flood of COLOUR
A candle lit
A hug squeezed tighter
A prayer said soft
A fearful moment
An aching heart
A torrent of tears
A frozen stand
A mass of people
A group of friends
A far-reaching hold
A loving hand
A willingness, cold
A raging view
A thought said blankly
A stat in books
A bond united
A hope in Love
A fractured debate
A NIGHTMARE, plain.
Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright: Monday, June 13, 2016
Image: A hand in light by Valeria Boltneva from StockSnap
In honor of the 49 killed , 53+ injured and infinite wounded in heart by yet another gun-related nightmare in Orlando, Florida. XO
Sunday Sharing continues
with a poem from poet Elizabeth Helmich
at The Crumbs of my Life and this beautiful moment
of music forged between the branches of a tree…
Sharing Sunday kicks off
with this precious piece
from poet and novelist Jane Dougherty
found here on WordPress at Jane Dougherty Writes
For the Secret Keeper’s weekly writing prompt
The prompt words were:
INSPIRE | NIGHT | MIND | NEAR | WANT
What inspired the mind
That worked the night and moulded space,
Sculpted the cold and made a world?
What power there was in breath,
Heavy with a thousand gases,
Bright with the fizzing lights of fission and fusion,
To produce the ever-swelling ocean,
That rolls to the edge of eternity and beyond.
Was it desire to create a masterwork,
Or was it simply the need to be?
Not enough to be the dark,
The pulsing nothingness of the void,
Not enough to feel the cold, bitter and unchanging,
Not enough to be the only thing.
I, though, hold a daisy in my hand,
Delicately, between forefinger and thumb,
Close enough to see the yellow flecks of dusty pollen
Glinting, sunspecks,
While the dripping globes of last night’s rain
Shine bright…
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I am touched and thrilled to have been nominated for the Liebster Award by fellow Paris lover, the lovely Alison Pierman (even if she herself compared it to a pyramid scheme/chain letter). I’m not fussy and have little time for shame, I’ll take any and every award going.
So, Alison, thank you very much and I promise we will share a glass of vin rouge the next time you come to Paris for a visit.
Firstly, there are rules that go with the acceptance of the award (did I make it clear that I am accepting this award- it’s mine!): Here goes:
1. Paris or Provence?
It’s Paris for now and the foreseeable future. I first moved to Paris from Dublin, Ireland, when I was 22, naive, non-french speaking, no job, no friends, no contacts, It could have not started any worse but it was the start of a wonderful romance, Living With Paris, me and my lady of light. I left when I was 24, distracted by London and Amsterdam and have just made it back here last year. So I’m putting down roots this time. Thick roots, deep roots. I turned 40 here last august which seems fitting if life really does begin at… Perhaps Provence will be my pasturing period, when the novels are filling the shelves and I’m seeking a deeper inspiration barefoot on the soils and bald under the sun.
2. What is your favourite topic to post about?
Poetry is my thing, always has been, ever since I was a kid trying to figure out the world and my place within it. It was cathartic at first before I braved that great barrier of letting other people read what I had scribbled (it took about 25 years) and from there it took off. I tend towards personal reflections mostly, even in photography I’m drawn to scenes that show reflections in windows, puddles, still waters, moments captured that will evaporate minutes later. I’m intruded by the stillness that can be found amid the hustle and bustle. Someone commented recently how most of my photographs of Paris are devoid of people. Substance, shapes and shadows but no people. It’s funny because I think that’s how I actually see this city that was home to me from the first moment my feet made contact with its streets. It’s always been Paris and Me and when I walk through the city, that rarely changes while I constantly do, I see no one else but me and my Lady, in her pearls and Chanel twin set. I hold a cane next to her to look more distinguished as opposed to delusional.
3. Do you blog as a hobby or a career?
It’s a mixture. I studied fashion design in Dublin, during the early Irish chapter of life, and have been a pattern maker for various fashion brands for almost 18 years, but these days I see myself as a creative person, merging inspirations and interests from writing, fashion, baking, painting, drawing, taking pictures (I’ll never die of restlessness). In my heart I’m a writer, in reality I’m both, but at the bank I’m just a pattern maker who gets paid. One day I’ll be both financially.
4. Cats or dogs?
I had a cat once, he used to pleasure himself whenever anyone came to visit. I had a dog when was a child, my mother may have frightened him away, she’s not really an animal lover as much as a shoe or bag lover. Maybe he feared for his skin! Can I pick a teddy bear instead. They need less looking after. My plants die quickly- I’m just saying…
5. Writing superstitions or odd habits?
On the metro on the way to work in the morning when everyone is rushing about and finishing their makeup or just eyeing each other up- it’s a world of inspiration all in one carriage. You got to capture it before the doors open and it runs away. No big superstitions but I love wiring on planes while flying over the world, clearly the altitude offers a different perspective both geographically and mentally. I’m off to Turks and Caicos, in the Caribbean, for my dear friends wedding on Wednesday so that’s a lot of hours to cut the clouds into super soft sonnets.
6. Where did you go on your last big trip?
The last big trip was moving from Amsterdam to Paris. It took nearly 16 years to get back here finally but I’m here and it’s home. The shortest/biggest trip was India in 24 hours for work, a pit stop on the way to China but it remains in the memory, floating on a colourful swirl of sumptuous sarees sailing from motorbikes that broke through the insanity that was called traffic, including wandering, worshipped cows and goats lead by blind men who wore smiles like others wear worries. The next big trip is Wednesday. Caribbean here I come. Oh good god- wish me luck, Irish skin burns to a crisp like pig’s cheeks!
7. Favourite current fictional book?
I’m reading John Boyne’s Beneath the Earth, at the moment, a collection of short stories from the author of The Boy in the Stripped Pyjamas, and I’m mesmerised by the various voices he has captured within the pages and between the lines. Did I mention that he is Irish.
8. Favourite current biographical book?
Katharine Hepburn. I’ve read 3 different ones so far and loved both ‘Me, Stories of my life’ by Katharine herself and ‘Kate Remembered’ by A. Scott Berg. I can hear her in my head speaking to me when I read them. She was just radiant. The eyes, the cheek bones, that voice, the timing and the determination. I wish I had her balls! I was born in the wrong time. I want to be in a screwball comedy with Kate and Cary, in black and white, of course, in a three piece suit and shiny shoes, and a hat and a cane! And later on, when I live in Provence, I want a lake like On Golden Pond and loons that look out for me as they fly over head.
9. Number 1 on your Bucket List?
I’m working on editing my first novel, The Journey Home, at the moment. Seeing it on a bookshelf would be No. 1 on the Busket list. Or a book of poetry. I found a letter in the family attic I wrote when I was 16 to my older (less haired) self. It said that I was to have a book of poetry polished before I was 30- maybe I meant 50! I was also supposed to remember to that I am a total romantic! As if I could forget- romance keeps hitting me in the face!
10. What blog hashtags you follow?
Poetry, Nature, Photography, Paris, Steampunk (just throwing that in there!)
I nominate, due to the beauty between their lines, the following Creature Creatives:
1 Jane Dougherty Writes: janedougherty.wordpress.com
2 Jennifer Calvert at Ink and Quill: jennifercalvertwriter.com
3 Paula Antonello Moore at the Expressible Cafe pmooreblog.wordpress.com
4 Peter Notehelfer Gathering Stones Strung on Threads notehelfer.wordpress.com
5 Elan Mudrow tricksterchase.com
6 Karma Linguist karmalinguist.wordpress.com
7 Musing of a PuppyDoc phoebemd.com
8 Crumbs of Expression crumbsofexpression.com
The 10 Questions:
1 Why did you start writing in the first place? Can you recall your first attempt?
2 Where do you find inspiration?
3 Do you have a daily, weekly writing routine?
4 How difficult is it to set aside time to write?
5 If you could be any author, director, actor, sportsman, who would you chose? Why?
6 What is your favourite book, film and song?
7 If possible, what period of time would you most like to travel to and experience?
8 How difficult is it to write about personal experiences?
9 Fact or fiction? Is it easier to make up or to write from observation?
10 If you were to join me on my Caribbean Island holiday, (I said if) who would you most like to bring with us to keep us entertained?
And so that’s the Liebster award in a tough nut shell.
To those I have nominated, please don’t feel obliged to respond or continue this on, but I hope you feel a little twinge of pride. I’m certainly thrilled to have discovered and loved the lyrics and lines that beautify your blogs, along with a whole world full of other geniuses out there who are, so far, unmentioned by me…
Keep up the good work and to quote Gidget all grown up;
“You like me, you really like me…”(Sally Field oscar speech for Places in the Heart,)
And to steal the most recently cool parting line… Damien Out!
Still Sharing on Sunday…
I’m sure you all know and love the works of Robert Okaji by now from O at the Edges but I just read this and felt compelled to share the link to it, just in case any of you missed it…
My poem “Agave” is one of five featured this month on poems2go poems2go offers poetry to take with you, tuck in your pocket, your wallet, or to share. Five poets are featured monthly and multiple copies of their poems are printed on 4″x 6″ loose-leafed paper and distributed to selected cafes and/or bookstores for patrons to […]
Sharing Sunday continues…
This is a beautiful piece I came across on my blog wanderings today from the painter of words Peter Notehelfer…
In the sandstone cliffs a thousand dug`out caves no larger than a grown man’s fist and from the swirling mass of birds each pair finds that of their own bearing some small morsel for their chicks inside On the sandy beach the perfectly hollowed out skeleton of some forsaken deer caught between the coyotes above […]
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