Tale Weaver: Poem – Bop – “I’ve Enough” #poetry #taleweaver #dVerse #amwriting 


Thanks to Michael of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting Tale Weavers #176. The Prompt is what it is we want in life. Also, thanks to Bodhirose of #dVerse Poet’s Pub for hosting open link night. 

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All the things I want, do I really need? 

Do I need more shirts, more heels, is that greed? 

If I made my sum of money wanted, 

Would it ever be enough? Life’s haunting  —

Me to spend more cash, not to save some more;

Could having more money make you poorer? 

All I want, need, matters not — I’ve enough. 

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If I was perfectly healthy, I would lose, 

Freedom over some of, my time; I’d choose —

A job with variety, nice colleagues, laughing, 

Not working casually from home alone, aghast —

At how much harder it is with details, 

How precision is difficult, I rail —

Not often, but when I’m tired, frustrated, 

When my short term memory is flustered. 

All I want, need, matters not — I’ve enough. 

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Yet I’m able to focus on writing —

My dream; building my talent’s exciting

I’m able to write, home or a coffee shop, 

Or to binge watch Netflix when I’m feeling, 

Energyless and downcast, mind reeling. 

Wishing I had my blessings and wasn’t ill, 

I desire my full health, yet I’m fulfilled. 

All I want, need, matters not –I’ve enough. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 

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Poem – Terzanelle – “For the Love of Pretty Shoes” #amwriting #shoes #poetry #dVerse


Thanks to Kim881 of Poet’s Pub #dVerse prompts for the prompt about fabulous shoes.  

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Ivory lace and pearl ribbon, pretty shoes I love, 

Flower of delicate lace on folded silk peep toes;

Jewels, silken straps, elegant wedge most beloved. 

Black lace, four-inch gold heels, length of legs to behold

Fluffiest white bed, a blue corsette, soles bright pink, 

Flower of delicate lace on folded silk peep toes. 

Burgundy patent red heels with red wine, wink! 

Malbec sliding down your throat, cheese, bread, chocolate! 

Fluffiest bed in blue corsette, soles bright pink. 

Glorious silver sparkling shimmer mocking

Until I wear them graceful on stilts, platforms slim. 

Malbec sliding down my throat cheese, bread, chocolate. 

Tall black boots, supple leather hugs my calves –winners!!

Knee-high boots prized, heels sturdy yet in winter slip, 

Until I wear them, graceful on stilts, platforms slim. 

Divine pieces of art, solve vexing mishaps, 

Ivory lace and pearl ribbon pretty shoes I love. 

Knee high boots prized, heels sturdy yet in winter slip;

Ivory lace and pearl ribbon pretty shoes I love. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 

Day 10 – NaPoWriMo/A to Z Challenge/ Photo Challenge: Poem – Free Verse -“The Swan” #amwriting #poetry #AtoZchallenge #NaPoWriMo


Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is to “write a poem that is a portrait of someone important to you. It doesn’t need to focus so much on what a person looks (or looked) like, as what they are or were.” The corresponding GoodRead’s Author’s Quote for the A to Z Challenge, begins with the letter I. Thanks to NEEKNERAJ of MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie who provided the wonderfully creepy photograph.


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If I’d been born a ghoul, I think I would’ve killed people. I just happened to be born a human. That’s the only reason why I’m allowed to live a moral life.” ― Sui Ishida

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I knew her as a little girl,

Though others thought her odd.

She had that “something” about her,

People either loved or abhorred.

At first, I thought, she was enormously strange,

But her quirks endeared me to her.

She protected me from those cruel girls,

One smile from her, they stumbled away on their heels.

She had shocking violet hair on one side,

She was never quite a blond. 

Always experimenting with new looks,

Trying to glean from her appearance,

Who she was inside herself.

Her eyes a brilliant cornflower blue glimmered,

When some person made her enraged.

Her friends all knew some stupid student,

Would soon regret their actions;

She only had to smile.

And some bullies face turned violet, rouge, or primrose.

My friend was odd but lively,

Never afraid to do anything. 

Dragging me along, to be a part of her drama.

Of her wicked practical jokes,

Others whispered she was a bit ‘Tim Burton,’

Calling her the ‘corpse bride.’

But she would always smile,

In a way that scared many,

Who never knew the truth about her —

She was passionate, kind, and loyal.

If you could get past her walls, her insecurities,

She was most lovely and grew to be a beauty.

Her hair still half-purple — it was her thing.

How we knew her for her. 

Her terrifying smile gleamed, 

She could now afford braces,

For teeth that had scared everyone.

And when the braces disappeared,

Her teeth stood in straight white rows.

Her grim frown had turned forever upside down,

She was no longer that weird girl.

Though there was still ‘something’ about her;

Strange became a talent, something sought after,

When she transformed into a swan.

She became a cut diamond, no longer rough, she was —

Perfectly odd. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved.

Photo (Collage) Prompt: Poem – Free Verse – “Angel Down, Angel Down” #amwriting #poetry #angeldown #ladygaga


Thanks to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting this week’s collage prompt: 

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Lady Gaga Live – ” Angel Down” 

I’m so thrilled with Lady Gage’s new album. I love her dance and pop-music stuff but her new songs, some of them go deep. This is one of those songs and I used the lyrics “Angel Down” for this poem. What I love is how in the video she is live, and sounds the same as if you were listening to her on her new album. Talented singer! 

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She built her life, she built it strong, made it so —

It wouldn’t fall;but you can fortify —

The keep, make it so no one can slip in, 

There are always cracks within perfection; 

Angel Down, Angel Down. 

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You can see the lines forming before she breaks, 

Memories from the past she thought would save. 

She’s safe –an illusion broken when the mirror —

Of life shatters within her face, she’s beat; 

Angel Down, Angel Down. 

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Trapped in a birdcage, no song to sing, 

Her tunes aren’t lucid and her wings are clipped, 

Such dreams as a young woman, such glad times, 

Now she’s angry, so frustrated — life’s a lie; 

Angel Down, Angel Down.

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Paints her makeup mask, hide the mirror’s blood tracks, 

She thinks she’s imperfect tries to conceal —

New dress, she’s pretty, long legs on display yet, 

She can’t hide feelings, she doesn’t fit in here;

Angel Down, Angel Down

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He said heels were stupid, girls can’t walk on —

Four-inch needles; yet they made her happy.

Night of the dance, stumbled; wore light blue chucks,

Sitting on the radio at the party crying; 

Angel Down, Angel Down.

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Years pass, another day spent sifting in, 

Her see-through life, on clothing racks, she —

Attempts to find the perfect fit,  but she —

Knows like her, it’s elusive, can’t be found; 

Angel Down, Angel Down.

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Music saves some, for others it magnifies

A hurt and hole inside her –can God even fill? 

Remembering hideaways, experiences —

To fill the void within, smile with tears dripping;

Angel Down, Angel Down. 

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Time in lavish living rooms, won’t make her, 

Feel love she’s so denied; she can’t even —

Love her own body, isn’t what it was, 

She fingers trinkets bought, fears with tears smear; 

Angel Down, Angel Down.

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Jewel she thought would invoke good memories, 

Fill her with hope and joy again; sharp pains of —

Her past; but now her wings have been pried off,  

She’s a habiscus plucked and dying slow; 

Angel Down, Angel Down.

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Packing suitcases, her body trembles, 

She’s going on journey; her state of mind —

Broken; but she’s trying to heal and she —

Prays new memories, stop her rapid descent; 

Angel Down, Angel Down. 

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Please somebody, please help an Angel Down and —

Unlock her cage –the one she created, 

Show her some love, let her taste freedom. 

Be someone she can trust, so she won’t fade;

Angel Down, Angel Down 

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Angel found her feet and flew, 

Sailed above clouds anew;

The sun glints of her smile and–

She’s brand new bird who trills;

Angel Found,  Angel Found. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved. 

Three Line Tales: Quotes on Foot Apparel. #3Linetales #quotes


Thank you to Sonya of 100 Words or Less for hosting 3 Line Tales. 

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Rosan Harmend

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Hope you enjoy the quotes. Sorry for the lack of effort on this prompt again this week. I was out with the flu a week and a half. I’m well now but I and am now trying to make up for lost time. Have a great weekend. Happy Canada Day tomorrow July 1 and Happy Independance Day July 4 in the USA 

Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: An Alternate Universe of the Wizard of Oz.


Thanks to Priceless Joy for hosting FFftAW.

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Storyteller’s Abode

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Dorothy had a wonderful time with the munchkins in their village. She had been celebrated as the killer of the Wicked Witch of the East. The Good Witch Gelinda sent Dorothy down the yellow brick road with the deceased witch’s ruby red slippers adorning Dorothy’s feet. 

The shoes were heels and uncomfortable. Dorothy soon regretted she could not take them off. She was leaning against a fence, resting her feet, when she thought the scarecrow beside her talked.

“What?” Dorothy asked the scarecrow, “Did you say something?”

The scarecrow continued making funny noises which was when Dorothy, a good Catholic, believed the scarecrow was possessed. She decided to burn the scarecrow and the demon out.

Lighting him afire she watched as the scarecrow screeched and fell in the middle of the yellow brick road, blackened hay and cloth all that remained.

Dorothy smiled to herself. Wicked witch of the East, check. Possessed scarecrow, check. Wizard of Oz here I come!

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved

Maydays: Poem-Free Verse – “Burning Him Down” #Maydays #amwriting



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Thank you to K.L. Caley of new2writing for hosting #Maydays prompts. This prompt has to do with fire or anything relating to fire.

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He peeks at her below a baseball hat,

He’s plays with a match; he doesn’t even —

Realize he’s heading for the flames and —

He’ll be consumed by an inferno fast.

Her lips are scarlet sin, and she is —

Sucking back her whiskey; burning down —

Her soft white throat, it smokes and his gaze means–

He’s buying her next round, with Diet Coke.

Her eyes are amber flashes, synging with —

Coal black and thickened eyelashes; she is —

Fluttering at him; sulphurous voice sings.

Dissolving smoke; she’ll set fire rational.

(Any he had) until he’s choking ashy smoke —

Second -hand; a dangerous demon, 

Sitting on his knee; his fantasy he —

Inhales and she’s blackening his weak heart.

She’s burning through his defence and he is–

Lusting for her skin; white ash torching within, 

He’s never going to win; she’s hell —

Burning him for sin; passion ignited, 

A red lighter starts the desire smoking.

She’ll go through him; like cigarettes lit, 

Feeding her ire, her desire; he’s on trial.

Pointed heels lost, fire engine red toes peek, 

He worships at her feet, and she consumes him.

She stands flames enveloping her; within her.

Enthralling curves and eyes seeing inside him, 

Thawing out the cold; she’ll burn him down.

Raging inferno of heat, flames will kill him.

A pile of ashes she leaves in his stead.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

Story Continuation Prompt: Nonfiction – Mother Going Out


Thank you to Wandering Soul for hosting the Story Continuation Prompt Challenge. This week’s theme is Mother.


 

Coat - Mother and Child
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My Mother walked out of her room in heels. She was wearing her soft teal wool coat she only wore when she was dressed up to go out with my Dad. Behind her the scent of floral and baby powder drifted. I knew her perfume came from a glass pearlized owl which sat on her dresser.

The owl’s sculpted feather could be felt when I held him, but it was his glittering crystal eyes that fascinated me the most. They hinted at the mystery of being grown-up and of an elegance my Mother carried herself with.

Before she went out, my mother reached down to hug me and I was engulfed by her perfumey scent. Her soft long teal coat would brush my face. My Mom’s  teal coat was a piece of clothing she only wore on a date or special occasion. Her small curvy figure was hugged by this tailored jacket. It gave my Mom, a woman who dressed in leggings, t-shirt, and sweatpants at home, a classic and graceful quality.

My favourite aspect of this coat was the ruffle that went down the front edge of the coat flaring and fluttering out. The ruffle was pretty. Something splendid and beautiful to a little girl. The ruffle made this coat a fashion statement. It was a coat Barbie would have gracefully worn if Barbie was a petite 5’2″ woman. The belt of the coat synched my mother’s small waist in and the bottom of the coat floated around her.

I dreamed I would inherit the coat one day as a small girl. But my mom donated the coat to Goodwill in the early 2000’s. They style, however, came back ‘ in’ again soon after. Mom wouldn’t have fit the coat anymore at the time, but probably would now as she  lost weight a few years back. I know the coat would look as stunning on her now as it did back in the early 1990’s.

Mom’s teal coat was a piece of beauty. Together with the scent of flowers and baby powder, it cast my mother in this ethereal light where she appeared as if she were an angel. She would leave for the night and the babysitter would arrive, some student from my Dad’s High School where he taught, and I would feel utterly bereft without my Mom.

She was an angel dressed-up, somehow, not my usual Mother. She wasn’t the woman who yelled at me to pick up my toys, but a figure of elegance which illuminated the glow of a woman in her prime. A young woman who for one night left her children at home and was able to be a girl, to be free.


©Mandibelle16.(2016) All Rights Reserved.

 

Fall/Winter Fashion Loves


I am a fashion junky and if I had the money I would probably be shopping a lot more than I do. Then again, all the clothes piled in my closet and dressers sometimes don’t seem all that wearable. Maybe it’s because they are all sitting there in my bedroom in a pile ( a big dark pile because winter clothes are dark). And maybe it’s because clothes just seem so bright, shiny, and new in stores and so old, used, and worn at home. But you know what? Clothes in your closet and dressers can seem lovely again too. One way to do this is to truly only pick pieces you love each season. Don’t go overboard when you go shopping because you can only wear so many clothes anyways. And if you want something that is just a fad, don’t spend a lot of money on it. Wait until it goes on sale mid-fall or at Christmas, and then buy your desired fad clothing. But there are some classic pieces of clothing you can spend more money on each season.

In this article, I intend to show you some of the things I believe are classic this season. These are clothing  that you can keep in your wardrobe to wear again somewhere down the line, next year or the year after that. You should be able to find these items in every price point. All it takes is a keen eye and actually spending the time looking for quality items of clothing in classic shapes .

Classy Half Leather or Pleather Leggings

www.modcloth.com $59.99
http://www.modcloth.com $59.99

Yes, leggings are still in and as comfy as they are, let as remember that they are not pants.  Leggings are more like tights and your rear end needs to be at least partly covered when wearing them, especially if you tend to be a little more curvy such as I. Leather leggings can be found simply in leather or pleather but a smarter buy is to get a thicker pant type legging with pleather or leather on the front. That way your legs can still breath in your leggings too and do not stay sweaty all day. You maybe able to pair your pleather pants/leggings with a shorter top depending on how thick the material of your leggings are but your safest best is always going with a tunic, a longer shirt, or at the very least a structured jacket so your leggings do not look so casual.

A Real Leather Jacket

If you are going to get one of the hot biker cropped leather jackets that are in now, go for the classic choice

www.danier.com $299.00
http://www.danier.com
$299.00

and get the real deal. In fact, you will find that the pleather jacket will almost cost you as much as the real leather jacket. Just keep your eye open and look for something on sale if you don’t have the cash on hand. Choose something that is more of a classic cut that is made out of good quality leather. It can be cropped but you might want to get a jacket that has a good body hugging shape to it and that can be worn for multiple seasons. So a jacket without studs and all those little things that make something more of a fad and less of a piece you want to keep around a long time is a must. If you can’t afford leather, there are also some great cropped jackets around in army green, shiny black, quilted grey, and other options if you don’t want to go with the leather jacket. Why pleather leggings and a leather jacket? Well you’ll probably have the jacket longer than the leggings and the leather leggings also seem to be a bit more pricey then the jackets, some I’ve seen around $700. Choose where you’ll spend your money wisely!

www.anthropologie.com $168.00
http://www.anthropologie.com
$168.00

A Classy Black Dress
Practically, every fashionista is going to tell you to pick a black cocktail dress to put in your wardrobe. Anthropologie is one of my favorite stores for fancy dresses but I think that choosing one of their more simply cut dresses has some advantages. I love this dress that has a floaty fitted shirt that is peplum and an attached skirt because it’s classy. But the flirty top takes it up a notch yet it is simple enough to leave plane for an event or dress up at different levels with sweet jewelry such as pearls, chunky bracelets, slim black boots (or even red) or sexy heels. A little black dress, or a few black dresses are also great to wear for an evening event or to work to look polished and put together.

www.thebay.ca
http://www.thebay.ca $125.00

Heels with a Cuff
Every girl loves her heels and guess what ladies there all coming on sale this Christmas season and Black Friday. Pumps are great because they go with everything and you can buy them in any color. It is always interesting to me to see the little changes basic pumps go through each fashion season. Sometimes they have a little chunkier heel, sometimes the heel is a little cute kitten heel, and sometimes it’s va-vavoom red heels that make your legs look crazy long and are hard to walk in. This season I’m obsessed with pumps with a cuff. Some of these cuffs are more like thin little straps but the best one’s are thicker such as these cute NineWest heels in black and fashionable nude. Why not get a pair in both?

www.bananarepublic.gapcanada.ca $85.00
http://www.bananarepublic.gapcanada.ca
$85.00

1 or 2 Well Made Sweaters Here’s what I’ve learned after buying season after season of crappy sweaters that fade and look awful by the end of January: spend your money on sweaters made of natural fibers with some stretch and good natural fiber blends such as silk, cotton, and wool. Why should you do this? Because natural fibers breath and hold in heat better and they are also cozier. Not to mention that these sweaters will last you all season if not longer, maybe 2 seasons. One of my favorite stores to buy sweaters and cardigans at is Banana Republic because a great number of the materials they are made out of are natural fibers. The color holds better and I have had these sweaters to layer and keep me warm 2 to 3 years. Every year I add 1 or 2 in the latest style or color but I can pull out an old one too and it looks almost just as great as it did when I bought the sweater originally. Even though that sweater may cost me $85 to begin with its better than those acrylic and nylon sweaters that are equally expensive or less expensive and wear out easily. I just got a couple of Banana Republic sweaters today and am pleased to say I even got them sale as Banana Republic often has 25% to 40% off sales on certain items at different times.

So those are my classy fashion picks for the winter. Some of them such as the black dress and silk, cotton, or wool sweaters are seemingly simple things to think of to buy but all my picks are classic and I guarantee won’t end up in that pile of clothes on your chair or floor but will see you through until you can add your classy spring pieces to brighten up your dark winter wardrobe.

What are some of your favorite classic picks for winter? What pieces have you bought in earlier seasons that have lasted you through more than one winter season?