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Yay? or YAY!

Posted by Raivenne on March 2, 2021
Posted in: March 2021, Slice of Life - Two Writing Teachers. Tagged: #SOL2021, Slice of Life, Slice of Life Writing Challenge. 2 Comments
11th Anniversary with WordPress kudos

It’s my eleventh anniversary blogging with WordPress. As I am wont to say time flies regardless of fun, so yay me?

Still blogging after all these years… Kudos to any of you who heard that in Paul Simon’s voice.

When I started this blog some friends joked that this was another step on my path to global domination. I am sure at the time I joked that global damnation was more likely. Well, it’s eleven years later and neither have happened. Part of me is is in the mindset of Meh -whatever for the former and a Well thank goodness for the latter. I’ve looked through my stats and some years were certainly better than others. (Yes, 2020 and its dearth of content, I’m seriously giving you the stink eye.) Overall, I feel a sense of pride and accomplishment that even threw the dearth years I still posted a little something. And as I said yesterday, I’m looking forward to being more active again.

I’m still stepping and I’m still having fun most of the time, and that is always a good thing. YAY ME!

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Slice of Life Challenge 2021 – Day 2

Circle Back

Posted by Raivenne on March 1, 2021
Posted in: Just Me, Being Me, March 2021, Slice of Life - Two Writing Teachers, Soul. Tagged: #SOL2021, New beginnings, Slice of Life Writing Challenge. 3 Comments

How is it March 1st again? How?

This has been a year and then some. In these past twelve months of living the life COVID, it seemed to drag for so much of it. Yet, here we are again. I start this year’s Slice of Life Challenge, now my 5th year(!), as I always do, hopeful I will finish, but fully aware some days are going to be a close call, hitting POST with bare minutes to spare. I’ve been remiss on this blog, so I am also hoping this year’s Slife of Life Challenge gets me back into the swing of regular posting again. Also, to reconnect with a few of my fellow bloggers I’ve lost contact with in the craziness of this past year. I do and say this while working on a book of poetry, along with other challenges creatively and professionally. But such is life, no?

Day 1 – Back on the horse – let’s ride

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Slice of Life Challenge 2021

To Lie Down

Posted by Raivenne on January 26, 2021
Posted in: dVerse ~ Poets Pub, Poetics, Poetry. Tagged: Amanda Gorman, D. Margoshes, dVerse ~ Poets Pub, Langston Hughes, Poetics. 13 Comments

You call me to lie in the fragrance *
Of the scent of those who only care
To lay odious privilege in the ways
That their pale puffs of new smoke
Ignore the long burning dark fumes
Of those who barely dreamed to dare
The dreams never given a chance

To lay odious claim in the ways
The scent of those who care
For traditions of their halcyon centuries
When their words were held as the only
Voices that ever had the means to say
What was yours to keep, not ours to share

That their pale puffs of new smoke
Ignore the long burning dark fumes
Of the peaceful conflagrations of the tired
Who’ve long held the raisining to explode**
Against those that desire their sweet past resumes
In a future in whose vile stench we’re again choked

For those who barely dreamed to dare
The dreams never given a chance
For we citizens who like you, are born here or immigrated
Still find ourselves the ones on the side alienated
Don’t be surprised upon return to where you’ve called me to lie
Quietly with nose wrinkled and looks askance
That I’m brave enough to be, to see, to rise from there ***

* Line was inspired from the last line of Season of Lilac by D. Margoshes
** Line inspired by the poem, Harlem by Langston Hughes
*** Line inspired by the last line of The Hill We Climb by Amanda Gorman

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Tonight at dVerse Laura Bloomsbury wants us Beginning at the End. We are offered several ending lines from select poems to be our muse for a new work of our own. We are asked to preferably not use the offered lines verbatim as the title or within the writing itself but either cite the reference at the end or place the quote as distinct Epigraph at the top. Naturally, Muse goes a little above and beyond and reference three poems.

dVerse Poets Pub | Poetics: Beginning at the End

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When A Raivenne Gets An Idea…

Posted by Raivenne on October 18, 2020
Posted in: Just Me, Being Me, Sherlocked & Loaded, The Present, WTF. Tagged: Art, BBC's Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes. Leave a comment

It’s October. Halloween is a couple of weeks away. I write Sherlock fanfic. So I asked myself, “Self, what would the classic Sherlock Holmes thinking pose look like on a skeleton?”

Naturally, nothing I wanted came premade, ready to hang. It Joanne’s, Michael’s, Amazon and even IKEA to create it. Even with ample ventilation I feel I will be smelling spray paint for days. It took several passes to get the pieces, especially the hands that dark.

It’s not exactly as I imagined it. And I am not sure, Jeremy Brett, Nigel Rathbone or even Benedict Cumberbatch would think much of it, but I love it.

The Quilt

Posted by Raivenne on October 5, 2020
Posted in: dVerse ~ Poets Pub, Poetry, Quadrille. Tagged: #dversepoets, aging, dVerse ~ Poets Pub, poetry forms, Quadrille. 30 Comments

Each square is story

Sentences in stiches

Pillow tucked paragraphs

Chapters of meandering memories

Lockstitch a life

My life

Started by one old hand

At my beginning

Passed through other hands

While I was busy

Finished with my old hand

To blanket my end

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Tonight at dVerse Merrill has the feel of autumn and wants to be blankest in a quadrille, a poem of 44 words, excluding the title. It can be in any form, rhymed or unrhymed, metered, or unmetered and must include some form of the prompt word – blanket.

dVerse Poets Pub | Quadrille #113: Blanket Us

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GPS

Posted by Raivenne on August 26, 2020
Posted in: #Tanka Tuesday, Poetry, Word Craft ~ Prose & Poetry. Tagged: Poetry, poetry forms, SuperTanka, Tanka Tuesdaya, Word Craft ~ Prose & Poetry. 6 Comments

Squiggles on a screen/in the dark night

time the path of my travel/there lays a stillness between

lines that do not take/the distance of us

into account the beating/that is guiding the silence

of my warm heart already there/at home so close yet so far

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Having another go at a (Super) Tanka

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday
#Poetry Challenge No. 192, #Themeprompt : Map

Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge

A Quiet Moment Passing

Posted by Raivenne on August 20, 2020
Posted in: OpenLinkNight, Poetry. Tagged: #dversepoets, dVerse ~ Poets Pub, Oddquain, OpenLinkNight, Poetry, poetry forms. 29 Comments

The
Blue skies and
Warm colors belie
The first hint of autumn days.
Pause.

Stop.
Acquire
A quiet moment.
Life encourages this soft
Path.

Time
Will again
Invoke its magic.
Next dash of eternity –
Poof!

Smile.
Wallow in
A chance to marvel
The ebb and flow of breeze; be
Touched.

Give
This its due
What will be – will be
Change is the only constant,
Breathe.

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Today’s form is a Crown Oddquain

Tonight Linda tends bar at dVerse where on this day 58 years ago The Rolling Stones released “(I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction” and tonight happens to be Open Link Night.

dVerse Poets Pub| Open Link Night : On This Day

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Garden Tableau

Posted by Raivenne on August 11, 2020
Posted in: dVerse ~ Poets Pub, Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, Poetry, Quadrille, Saturday Mix. Tagged: #dversepoets, dVerse ~ Poets Pub, Poetry, poetry forms, Quadrille. 11 Comments

In the early hours
As the dawn does rise
Rain had fallen deep
As I lay in sleep
And soaked the dark earth  

Awake now I breathe
The petrichor scent
Deep in the city
A moment of Zen
My window garden
Belies urban sprawl

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dVerse Poets Pub | Quadrille: How Does Your Garden Grow?

At dVerse Victoria wants to know about our gardens in a quadrille.

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words not including the title. The poem must contain the prompt word for the challenge: Garden.

And because Muse likes to combine challenges I wrapped the Quadrille in a Tableau. (Or is that wrapped the Tableau in a Quadrille? You decide.)

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie| Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip, 8 August 2020

For this week’s Lucky Dip, the mystery bag gives us a Tableau. 

The Tableau, a poetry form created by Emily Romano in October of 2008, consists of one or more verses, each having six lines. Each line should have five beats. There is no set rhyme scheme, although rhyme may be present. The title should contain the word tableau.

Welcome Tableau

Posted by Raivenne on August 8, 2020
Posted in: Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, Music Prompt, Poetry, Saturday Mix. Tagged: Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Music Prompt, poetic forms, Poetry, Tableau. 2 Comments

I with heart of night
Now reach for the sun
With revered delight
Oh, sweet baby girl
This is what you’ve done
Welcome to the world  

Baby you’re the best
It is not bias
This I can attest
Oh, sweet baby girl
My love most pious
Welcome to the world  

My soul you’ve laid bare
And redefined love
All I have I share
Oh, sweet baby girl
Stuff dreams are made of
Welcome to the world

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Double dipping with two challenges this weekend:

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie: Music Challenge
– Nobody Does It Better Week 85

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie: Saturday Mix
– Lucky Dip, 8 August 2020 – The Tableau

Empty Tableau

Posted by Raivenne on August 8, 2020
Posted in: Lucky Dip, Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, Poetry, Saturday Mix. Tagged: Mindlovemisery's Menagerie, Nothingness, Poetry, poetry forms, Tableau. 6 Comments

I am not happy
I am not angry
Nothing here to share
In this lethargy
Abject apathy
Cannot seem to care

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Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie| Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip, 8 August 2020

For this week’s Lucky Dip, the mystery bag gives us a Tableau. 

The Tableau, a poetry form created by Emily Romano in October of 2008, consists of one or more verses, each having six lines. Each line should have five beats. There is no set rhyme scheme, although rhyme may be present. The title should contain the word tableau.

One dictionary states the word tableau means picture or representation; the poem should reflect this. A picture should come to mind as the poem is read.

Muse challenges with the representation of nothingness. Nothing to see here, but you can picture it.

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