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Fireflies
Fire flies in the evening sky
Passerby
Placed in a glass jar
To light our way
Through
The nights
Delight
Evening romance Continue reading
Update: Community, ‘Storetry’, Twitter, Facebook & the Summer Solstice
Hey everybody.
I want to let everyone know that this upcoming week there will be no Storetry due to vacation time *YaY* but it will return the following week July 2nd so keep an eye out for it. Thank you to everyone that has participated so far. I really love reading all of the submissions and piecing it all together. It is a definite highlight of my week. I am looking forward to publishing the ebook!
My Twitter account reached 500 followers today. Thank you all! I think it’s fantastic. 2 weeks ago it was at 230. I am really pleased to be connecting with you all and many others on different platforms. We are pulling the community together and expanding it as well.
https://twitter.com/writingsofamrs
My FB page could use some love. I’ve only recently started to give FB some attention. I really like this platform because I can chat and communicate with you all easier. I’ve gotten to know quite a few of you on a deeper level through FB. So if you have a minute take a peek and give it a like….if it’s your cup of ‘Long Island Iced Tea’ 🙂
https://www.facebook.com/writingsofamrsjennifer
Today is the summer solstice. Have a fantastic start to the summer and I hope that you enjoy the longest day of the year with family and friends. If you are looking for a great drink to try tonight check out my newest post on my Mommy blog for a new tasty, fresh cocktail idea that my friend Seb came up with.
http://writingsofamrsmommy.wordpress.com
My 3 month blogging anniversary is just around the corner! Thank you for all of your support, encouragement and friendship.
*Cheers to you!*
‘Cheers to you
from my thankful heart
Sharing in our passion
of community, writing and art’
©Jennifer David 2013
♥
Late night Thought to Poetry: Partiality
Elated state of partiality
Intriguing pondering creations
Indifferent to the aquatic equation
Of molecular diversion
Perversions of dimensional aversions
©Jennifer David 2013
Pay it Forward Thursday: PAY DAY Christina Jones and Newsletters
So I had a collaboration booked for this week with We Drink Because we’re Poets but something came up with on their end so the collaboration was unable to happen but watch for it in the upcoming months!
Stuck in a short time crunch and wanting to help some one on my Pay Day Thursday I thought it a great opportunity to introduce you all to Christina Jones.
Christina approached me recently asking to interview me for her upcoming news letter and I agreed.
The interview will be available in July and you if you are interested in learning more about me and my journey to becoming the blogger that I am today please sign up for her newsletter to read the interview. I asked Christina about the process of developing a newsletter as I do not have one for my blog and it is something that I am interested in doing.
Given the free block of time I felt it a great opportunity to give Christina some exposure and to interview her as well.
Storetry # 7: It’s Here! A Collaboration Challenge for Poets and Writers. Get published.
Welcome to Stuff It Tuesdays: The Storetry Collaboration Challenge
I’d like to thank everyone for the fabulous contributions. I really enjoy reading all of the submissions and putting the ‘Storetry’ (a word that I created, part story, part poetry) together. I only wish I had more time to spend on it!
This is my sevnth installment of the Stuff It Tuesday ‘Storetry’ Collaboration Challenge. Continue reading
Exclamation points, a childrens poem
I over use exclamation points!
It must be my passion trying to pour out of me.
I really don’t mean to yell.
I often feel like a young child, bouncing up and down trying so patiently to not interrupt. Big eyes looking up longingly, waiting for the right time, unsure when that is, all the while pulling and tugging at arms and pants to help hold back the words, until it erupts, interrupts.
It’s exciting to write and it’s exciting to be alive!
So I will over use my exclamation marks!
Live with passion.
Live the life that you were meant to live.
Be alive.
Pour over into the lives of those around you.
Cup of Water
Pitter, patter
Chitter, chatter
What’s the matter?
Father, father I need some water
Scitter, scatter
Teeter, totter
Daughter, daughter, here’s your water
“Dedicated to my husband, the Father of the Daughter that gave the cup of water, many a night!”
photo props: http://www.ecoproducts.com/powerpoint_slides.html
Unwaivering Knowledge
To the depths of my soul
To all that makes me complete
From the top of my limits
To my grounded feet
To the unwaivering knowledge
Of the most certainty
A love that will span all of infinity
I will be yours
To explore
To the depths of my soul
Your love makes me whole
Complete
So deeply
So sweetly
So completely
Night lights, city streets
I love being on the road. Long drives. New places and destinations to explore.
It’s always exciting to arrive at the destination but the journey, the time spent getting there is my favorite part.
Some of the most engaging conversations I have had have been while on the road, with both young and old.
While on our way to the Eastern townships in Quebec this weekend we drove through Montreal.
While looking out the window I was inspired to write.
A poem of all things.
The words just came. Continue reading
Antique set
I was sitting at my make up table this morning getting ready for the day and I was inspired to write, yet again.
It comes on like a song that keeps repeating itself until you finally sing and dance to it then maybe, just maybe it will pass and leave you be.
I think my mind has turned into poetry.
Such a different perspective. Photographers have lenses, they can adjust and use to alter a frame. As a writer I never heard the song of poetry, as I focused on fact and insight, intellect.
Now everything has song and beauty to it.
All of my thoughts become poetry.
I think differently lately.
I see differently lately.
I am different lately. Continue reading
Him
I’m going with him
I can’t stop my grin
My smurk
The way my knees jerk
When I think of him
I get all jittery
Like a 30’s jitterbug
Writings of a Mrs 