Flash Fiction 55, The Pea | Posted by Jannie on 9 March 2012 @ 1:53 PM
You will wait some, yes,
in post offices, airports
and auto repair shops.
You will wait for phone calls,
tulips and checks in the mail.
You will wait for shows to begin.
You will wait and wait
for what seems forever
for babies, answers and
dolphins until suddenly
— there they are!
Within and around you.
That makes 55 words for The G-Man!
Write and post a 55-word fiction and let him know.
It’s a fun, 100% calorie-free adventure.
(Unless of course… you, as I, munch potato chips and swill beer while computering.)
Blessings to all!
Oh, that was in Galveston, TX this past summer, on a dolphin cruise boat. On a balmy 102 degree day.
1.
if you search the moon and stars for clues to who you are, if you search the wind,..
if you ask the morning why it skips across the sky, ask where you begin…
how can it be, you are here with me?
I can see these questions point in only one direction, I believe…
Love will be the answer
Love will be the dancer
so light on its feet, giving and sweet
Love will be the answer
Love will be the answer to everything
2.
in this miracle of light where we are shining bright, in the arms of spring
hear the music of the leaves up laughing in the trees, hear the angels sing
feel heaven’s power in the mountains, in the flowers
anything we wonder in the sunlight and the thunder we will see…
Love will be the answer
Love will be the dancer
so light on its feet, giving and sweet
Love will be the answer
Love will be the answer to everything
3.
speaking gently to yourself and everybody else go dancing through your day
take the children by the hand and you will understand everything’s okay
sailing by the chart in the ocean of your heart,
anything you’re searching all you need to know for certain is one thing…
Love will be the answer
Love will be the dancer
so light on its feet, giving and sweet
Love will be the answer
Love will be the answer to everything
All I know. All I know.
Love’s the way to go.
Do you see? Do you see?
Love will set us free.
Love will set us free.
Love. Love. Love. Love!
~~ end of newest lyrics.
Heading out to the studio Right Now to sing them, whooohoooo.
Snapped that photo down the street a couple hours ago. That biggest bloom is about 1.5″ across.
I think it’s jasmine? On a spray-type vine, and for sure loaded with heaven’s power — like you!
Happy Sweetness, y’all!!
xoxooxoxoxoxo
One of these days I’ll write a poem
that strips down to its macrame bikini
and flings itself from a NY Plaza Hotel
chandelier onto Donald Trump’s hair.
It’ll be a poem that crashes the hotel’s
pastry kitchen, samples all the wares,
then whisks a bottle of champagne up
to the suite with the finest Park view.
Yep, one day I will.
But not today.
Today I’m writing a poem
about the Versailles of my
parakeets’ 2-bedroom loft.
It’s come a looooong way, Baby.
My offering today for dVerse Poetry’s Open Link Tuesday .
🙂
Thank you! And happy poetry-ing.
Jannie
xxoxooxox
P.S. Angel “Van Halen” Funster, my little shredder, has an orangish face from her love of carrot demolition.
Family, Photography | Posted by Jannie on 22 February 2012 @ 1:05 AM
Jim, 20 years. Holy cow, It flew, eh?
xoxoxxooxxooxoxoxoxoox to Jim
xoxo to all dear blogging friends.
Was that your dream car?
Would you marry that sink?
Will you break some hearts?
Kelly, what do you think?
Will you always be thankful?
Will you nurture your friends?
Will you sing every day?
Will you round river bends?
And I need not ask…
if you’ll stay cute….. because
you resemble that handsome Galoot!!
I’m not a math genius per se, but….. I do believe those are 55 words.
And the last time I checked, it was still Friday somewhere.
🙂
So happy FFF55, Dudes.
55 for The G-Man.
xoxoxoxoxoxoox
