The High Before Sunrise

The low moon is low
Hiding in the pale sky
Translucent
Barely present
But still the crescent of my eye

It pierces my sleep
And captures my mind
Imprinting images
Dancing, disturbing, until
I have to stare or go blind

And now I sit present
Under that bright ‘fore sunrise
As if this light should make sense
Rather than being a wonder
A miracle; one of life’s highs.

Crimson’s Creative Challenge | I Survived

I Survived.

Torrents invaded 
But here I still stand
If anything
Nourished
By the unexpected
Ferocious flow
Of tears through this land.

I’d like this to be
an example
to all the other islands out there
That no matter your stature
(And although life isn’t fair)
That you can keep going
And live
To tell tales to the young
Of how you not only survived,
But thrived,
Grew,
And won.
Written for Crispina’s Creative Challenge

Friday Fictioneers | “I feel personally victimised”

All it took was for me to brush past him, his T-shirt rudely commanding. “Just do it.” it ordered me. I felt personally attacked. How did he, let alone his clothing, know what was crowding my mind. And how dare it be so frank to a total stranger. I continued through the hustle, the bustle. Anger. Which dissolved. Into determination. I turned back and marched straight up to the audacity that had attacked me.

“I will do it!” I announced, more to the T-shirt than the wearer. And then I walked away, leaving bemusement, and my self doubt, behind me.

Story written using the above photo prompt for the Friday Fictioneers challenge by Rochelle.

I don’t know how but I wrote this raw, and it happened to be exactly 100 words!

Hello May & A New Posting Schedule

Happy May 1st! May is the best month, it’s Spring but warm, and has my birthdaaaay!

Ever since I’ve been little my birthday has always been a big event. I’m so lucky to have always had lovely presents and decorations, I absolutely LOVE ballooons! And I’ve carried this tradition into adulthood. We always take our birthday weeks off and I always plan lots of fun around my birthday, trying to have as many different celebrations with various friends as possible. Long story long, TODAY marks the start of my birthday week!

Yess… my birthday week is going to be 9 days long. My birthday is on the 5th so bang in the middle, and I’m so excited for all of our plans! Especially being able to spend time with some friends that I haven’t had a chance to yet due to rona. I’m a social butterfly but I’d forgotten how much energy being with others gives me. Hello extroverts! *waves*

But this is a lil post to shout out my new posting norms. For March and April I’ve been doing challenges that encourage me to write and post everyday! And although I’ve loved it and it’s given me loads of opportunity to practice writing and stick to a structure, I’ve found some other things have had to take a lil backseat, especially when work has been busy as well.

2021 is my year of balance and writing. Not writing and writing. So I want to be able to balance writing, and posting on my blog, with my other hobbies and commitments.

That’s why;

Number One: I’m gonna be taking a whole week break from my blog, you guessed it, my birthday week!

Number Two: I’m going to be posting less regularly in May. I’m not going to give myself a target or a day (sorry!), just a minimum of once a week.

I’m also going to be trying to take part in challenges and get more involved in the community, commenting and liking etc. This has also become low on the priorities in the last couple of weeks. I’ve just wanted to make sure I get my daily post done!

Hopefully this will give me time to start some longer term projects as well. I’ll never have a chance at publishing a book if I never write one…

So this isn’t goodbye, just see you soon. And, happy May! Hope every has a lovely week. I’ll see you when I’m twenty seven!

A to Z Challenge | Z

I’ve made it! To the end of April! Writing every prompt day! I’m so proud of myself. ☺️ Think I might give myself a lil break in May, stay tuned. 💛

The Words

“Zenith: Originating from Arabic and meaning the way over one’s head, by the 1300s zenith was used to describe the highest point in the heavens and by the 1600s it had come to include other high points. Nowadays it is used to describe reaching the top of one’s career. When she played Desdemona she realized that she had reached the zenith of her theatrical aspirations.

“Zephyr: Zephyr, a gentle breeze from the west, derives its name from Zephyrus, the Greek god of the west wind, and was used by both Chaucer and Shakespeare in a figurative and metaphorical sense. More recently, zephyr has been adopted as a term for a lightweight fabric and the clothing made from it.”

(from “1000 Words to Expand Your Vocabulary” by Joseph Piercy)

“Zaftig | Borrowed into English from Yiddish (and descended from a German wordmeaning “juicy”), if a woman is zaftig then she’s plump or curvaceous.” Mentalfloss

Haiku | Ripe Summer

Zenith of summer
Zephyr carries sweet scent of
Zaftig peaches ripe

A to Z Challenge | Y

The Words

“Yammer: Derived from the Old English geomrian, to be sad, and subsequently Middle English yameren, yammer has been used since the fifteenth century to describe repeated cries of distress or sorrow. It also means to complain or whine persistently. The children yammered because the internet had gone down and they couldn’t watch their favourite show on Netflix.”

“Yawp: Yawp, meaning to call out, yelp or to boast, first appeared in the English language in the fourteenth century and is derived from the Middle English yolpen or yelpen. It implies a squawking, yelping, rather irritating type of complaining, but has an element of silliness as it also means raucous noise. If you desist from yawping about it you may be able to think of a solution to the predicament.”

(from “1000 Words to Expand Your Vocabulary” by Joseph Piercy)

“yesternight
Archaic.n.1. last night.adv.2. during last night.” The Free Dictionary

Yesternight

Yesternight
The moon was bright
Loud yammers
Yawps
From dark alleys
Not quite right.

Yet we ignore
Because we have fright
That if we fight
We might join the plight.

So we stay
Still
Silent
Breathe in
Hold tight.

A to Z Challenge | X

X is a hard one right!? I needed to find words from somewhere else but I think they’re pretty cool.

The Words

Xenodochy (n) an attitude of kindness to strangers”

Xaern (v) to enjoy something so much you begin to hate how much you enjoy it”

Xeric (adj) a term used to describe a really dry environment”

(from Thought Catalog)

Overplayed

He had that song (you know the one, that really famous one that is super overplayed) on repeat. It always got me up and dancing. I xaerned it now though. But I didn’t tell him to turn it off, I tried to maintain a xenodochy, because that’s how I would want to be treated. No matter how much I smiled, how much I shuffled and shifted to the beat, he didn’t reciprocate my warmth. The atmosphere was a dessert with tumbleweeds nonchalantly rolling, xeric.

A to Z Challenge | W

The Words

“Williwaw: A williwaw is a sudden violent gust of cold land air, common along mountainous coastal regions of high latitude. The origin of the word is unknown but it is believed to have been a sailing term coined by British maritime men and used initially to describe the inclement and unpredictable winds around the hazardous Magellan Straits in South America.”

“Writhled: A rarely used adjective but one not without its charms. Writhled is synonymous with other words like wrinkled and shrivelled but is perhaps closest to wizened as it relates mostly to ageing, lived-in, faces. His writhled face broke into a smile as he recalled his Navy days.”

“Widdershins: Legend holds that demons always approached the devil widdershins. Not surprisingly, such a path was considered evil and unlucky. By the sixteenth century, English speakers had adopted the term (from the Old High German widar, meaning back or against, and sinnen, meaning to travel) for anything following a path opposite to the direction the sun travels across the sky. Don’t be dancing widdershins around me; it’s the mark of the devil.”

(from “1000 Words to Expand Your Vocabulary” by Joseph Piercy)

Demon

The white cliff face
Writhled
With lapping lines of ancient age
Legend told
Of sea demons and scornful sorceresses
That lived within the cracks.
It takes only a williwaw to wake them
Or walking widdershins
in waxing moons
drawing symbols in the dusk.

A to Z Challenge | V

The Words

“Vacillate: To vacillate is to switch between different, often opposing positions in either thought, opinion or action. A secondary meaning is to sway between different conditions due to a lack of equilibrium, as with the weather. The minister’s political reputation was damaged by his tendency to vacillate on key policy decisions.”

“Vacuous versus Vacuity: The Latin adjective vacuus, meaning empty, provides the stem for both these words. However, whereas vacuous is usually applied to people marked by a lack of ideas or intelligence, a vacuity is simply an empty space. Every time he was asked a question at the press conference his responses were vacuous.”

“Valediction: A sombre word for sorrowful moments. Valediction, put simply, is the act of saying goodbye, and is often used to describe eulogies at funeral ceremonies, but it can also be used in the context of any farewell or final speech. ‘I’m just going outside and may be some time,’ said Oates, by way of valediction.”

(from “1000 Words to Expand Your Vocabulary” by Joseph Piercy)

Not a Valediction

I vacillate,
Between optimism
And drowning in midnight waters.

After all these holes punctured in my soul,
It is now a vacuity.
Whether by life or by me,
I have been drained.

However this is not a valediction,
I’m not giving up.
For all the while there is sun in my smile,
A glimmer of something some may call hope,
I will keep going,
Keep trying,
To care for my soul better.
And ask for help when I’ve forgotten how to sow.