Mistrust is such an Ugly Word

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“Trust dies but mistrust blossoms” Sophocles

Mistrust is such an Ugly Word

My poor little mistrusting thing
Think ,what joy a friend may bring
Together sharing your precious blings
Laughing when playing in the swing

Trust is a difficult thing
You say quicker than the clock could ding
I am afraid of the sting
Even if it means alone I would sing

Your world may not always be on a string
And you may not always be the king
But if you want that bell to ring
Spread out far your wings
And in the chorus you may sing

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Writing 101, Day Sixteen: Mine your own material

Writing 101, Day Sixteen: Mine your own material

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“Mining is like a search-and-destroy mission” Stewart Udall

Writing 101, Day Sixteen: Mine your own material

The physical artifacts of our lives act as our raw material: hardbound journals, photo albums, newspaper clippings, belongings handed down to us. But these days, we also document and live online, so we can treat our blogging platforms and social spaces in the same way.

I like looking for post ideas in these places. I once used phrases from a forgotten draft in my dashboard to create almost-poetry. I’ve searched my social accounts for old Facebook posts and tweets and written blog posts about my social media behavior. I’ve experimented with creative content generators, like Poetweet, which uses your tweets to create poems.

Imagine a shopper searching for vintage items at a flea market, or an artist using recycled materials to build a sculpture. Can you dig through your online treasures and build upon old stories and existing writing? Here are more ideas:

* Take a peek in the drafts section of your dashboard. Can you use unpublished copy in a new way?
* Scroll through your Facebook wall and see if any posts catch your eye. Do you feel the same as when you first posted it? Can you comment on how you’ve evolved?
* Look at the stream of tweets you’ve favorited over time. Why did you favorite a particular tweet? What does your list of favorites say about you?
* If you use the Tag Cloud Widget, scan the terms in your tag cloud. Can you write prose or poetry that uses most of these words?
* If you have trouble finding ideas this way, think about the things we leave behind. Tell us about a time you’ve left an object, place, person, or even an idea behind — and had to move on.

Go to:
Work in Progress, the Series

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Work in Progress, the Series

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“Time’s awasting”

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My poor little discarded things
Scattered all over the place
Nothing but sorrow it brings
My thoughts high up in space

Ideas are there of plenty
Many a time I have spent
Writing, writing, writing
Against time always fighting

Some if never makes to complete
Against myself I only compete
Maybe I just want to make it neat
And not to admit to being defeated

The excuse is the same as it always was
I started it, got to a great place
Then, I thought of something else
Why? Well just because

If I could only finish what I started
But alas, it is always a work in progress
What if I stick in to it full hearted
Then I can call it WIP, the series

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Swans

Poetry & Photography
An homage to the Swan, the national bird of Finland

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“The swan, like the soul of the poet, By the dull world is ill understood” Heinrich Heine

Swans

Majestic and regal
Equal to an eagle
A bird of the royals
Worthy of the nobles

Beauties in flight
Whitest of knights
From the blue skies
Watch the dive

The black swan
Swimming at dawn
Her dark shadow
Contrast to snow

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To boldly go where no Woman has gone before

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“Well, it’s worked so far, but we are not off yet” Dr McCoy, Star Trek

To boldly go where no Woman has gone before

“Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.”
— Astronomer Carl Sagan

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Cosmos,
The final
Frontier
So far
And yet
So near

Entering the spaceship
Ready for a long trip
Going to Mars?
Or even farther beyond?
Following the stars
Over the magic pond

Through the window
Feelings of alone
One trail of thought
As the mental guide
Trying not to get caught
In a state of confined

As the flight progresses
I feel less stressed
What ever awaits me
It only can be
Something wonderful
And most magical

To boldly go
Where no
Woman
Where no one
Has gone
Before

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Writing 101, Day Fifteen: Take a cue from your readers

Writing 101, Day Fifteen: Take a cue from your readers

Remember the contact form or poll that you set up earlier to collect suggestions from your readers? Write today’s post based on one of these ideas. Be sure to mention the person who gave you this idea, and link back to their blog. (Don’t worry about giving credit if your idea came from an anonymous poll.)

If you don’t have any ideas, here are five passages you can choose from (and sample prompts if you need them):

“Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.”

— Astronomer Carl Sagan

What does the line above mean to you?
“Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.”

— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

I have faith in . . .
Are you optimistic?
Tell us about a challenging journey.
“Our truest life is when we are in our dreams awake.”

— Unknown source, from a fortune cookie

Have you ever felt awake, but in a dream?
Have you received a message in a fortune cookie that moved you?
“We read to know we’re not alone.”

— William Nicholson, Shadowlands

Tell us about a book that opened your eyes when you were young.
Describe a life-changing experience with a book.
Where do you like to read?
“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”

— Maya Angelou

Tell us about a time when a piece of music moved you.
Do you have an all-time favorite song? Why is it significant?
Compile a playlist of 10 tracks that represent you.

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“Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.” Astronomer Carl Sagan

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Writing 101, Day Fifteen: Take a cue from your readers, Part One

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To boldly go where no Woman has gone before… Read in Part Two

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800 Post Celebration @ Rantings Of A Third Kind

Celebration time on Rantings Of A Third Kind

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“I blog, therefore I am”

800 Post Celebration @ Rantings Of A Third Kind

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Today is a great day and certainly a time for celebration!
I have posted my 800th post on Rantings of a Third Kind.
Thanks to all my followers and readers for keeping me going!

Keep calm and keep on blogging!
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Sunday, 22nd of November, Part Two

In honour of the month of November and beginning of Winter
Poetry, Photography, Song

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“Winter is a season of recovery and preparation” Paul Theroux

Sunday, 22nd of November, Part Two

On the 22nd day of November
The snow fall finally came
And one centigrade of minus degrees…

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Sunday, 22nd of November, Part One

In honour of the month of November and beginning of Winter
Poetry, Photography, Song

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“Winter is a season of recovery and preparation” Paul Theroux

Sunday, 22nd of November, Part One 

On the 22nd day of November
The snow fall finally came
And one centigrade of minus degrees

The white dust on the ground
Everywhere to be found
Where the heck is my car
Couldn’t have left it far
Grabbed the snow shovel
Moving my muscles
Soon the path is clear
Feeling like a pioneer

On the 22nd day of November
The icy cold rain
Hit the bloody plane
Due to one centigrade of minus degrees

I just hope the roads won’t ice over
Or I’ll be prancing like a four leaf clover
Trying to cross the roads
In the early morning hours
On my way to work
Trying not to go berserk
When it’s really dark
Only dogs will bark

On the 22nd day of November
The snow fall finally came
The icy cold rain
Hit the bloody plane
Due to one centigrade of minus degrees

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Old Town Benches

Poetry and Photography
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Posted in Travel Words Photo Challenge 
(Sunday 22-11-2015)

 

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“Because it’s a bench”

Old Town Benches

Sit down
Have a rest
In the old town
No need for stress

The history
Of this city
In one glance
Fall into a trance

Close your eyes
Let the millenia
Take you down
The memory lane

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