THE ART OF TRUE GIVING by Carolyn Glackin May it be that the majority of your actions are carried out with the intention of giving rather than receiving, and fear not that you will lose yourself in the process; because when it comes to the art of true giving, the heart grows exponentially, thus there can never be less of yourself, but always more. Copyright Carolyn Glackin 3/18/2019.
Art credit: "Loving Kindness," by Helena Nelson-Reed.
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UNFETTERED by Carolyn Glackin I will fly freely Unfettered And unencumbered Untethered I'll be As I dance about gaily In the wind A gentle breeze Shall carry me And off I'll go Unrestricted Beholden to no one Yes, free as a bird I'll fly Without a single care Ever onward Ever upward My path, my course, My destination All my own A wandering wayfarer I shall be A sojourner of The seven seas Transient, A vagabond I'll be At home under the stars With no fixed location All up to me My life, my situation For whomever else's I may be, First and foremost I belong to me I am myself I am mine I am my own This is my truth My battlecry Let it be known! I am myself I am wild And I am free I am mine I am my own I am me! Copyright Carolyn Glackin 1/30/19.
Over the course of time, it's come to my attention that we have quite a few 'ghost accounts' amongst us here. A 'ghost account,' by my own definition, is one that has no bio, no content, no reposts, and no interactions with other members. As an individual who has been the victim of plagiarism several times, as well as a victim of stalking and harassment (here as well as on Instagram and WhatsApp, despite blocking the person on all three apps), I can't help but feel uncomfortable with such accounts following me. To that end, please be aware that I will henceforth be blocking any and all of the aforementioned 'ghost accounts' as I otherwise see no point or purpose to them and I deem it necessary to protect my own account along with my personal wellbeing. Blessings, Carolyn
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FIRST KISS by Carolyn Glackin Butterflies and Nervous tension Wild desire Apprehension Warm sensations Everywhere Magnetic feeling In the air Pulse is racing Knees are weak Throat is dry Neither one Can speak Furtive glances Impish grins This is how It all begins Palms are clammy Thoughts askew Bright green eyes Meet sparkly blue Moving in now Closer yet So goes this night They'll not forget Primal urges Emotions heightened His arms around her Gently tightened The moment's here now No more waiting Nothing to fear No hesitating She tilts her head They close their eyes Their lips unite While passions rise Fireworks In every hue Time stands still For just these two Hearts are pounding As spirits soar Twin flames on fire Both wanting more Energies are Intermingling Every body part Is tingling A night forever steeped in bliss The magical night of their first kiss. Copyright Carolyn Glackin 2/28/2019.
Can you hold me Because Evrthing that's sad has filled me. The screams in my head, are streaming pain. Pushing what's already dragging Draining me insane. So can you hold me.. ? It's to much pain I'm underwater and my head is flutting the ocean with rain.
Are you capable of seen lonely I'm losing my sight to old I plea to please hold" what's cold. Understand that im underwater pass soak. And my air is living me for the door. Please Don't belief the brave If you do you'll also fall And won't fine save. There's no such thing as under the weather here all is silent" Only the tears i float in are violent. Im sinking deep and nothing is getting better Soon I'll regret not writing a letter. But Maybe later..... When everyone is in prayer.
So hold me" And tell me you told me... And I'll say you did. But see" it was love who pushed me And life that took advantage and rushing me. So why is death knocking early.
It's love why I'm hurting I Understand the hitting But to my death why must i hurry. It's live tired of my sorry story's. So it comes to deliver a short story. And a fast glory.
Let us all rejoice and celebrate the festival of colours and bring in the sense of togetherness and connectivity. Happy Holi to you all!
'The lovely fragrance of flowers Pervades the whole atmosphere Ceramic pots of little violets hang Against the indigo coloured screens Adorning the living room while The blue bells thrive in the garden beds Alongside pleasing green ferns The yellow buttercups do attract attention As do the orange marigolds in full bloom But in this colourful garden The deep red rose still retains Pride of place' - Sandra Martyres
What feelings, ideas, objects, events or memories do you associate with various colors? Apply color meanings to scenes, settings and tone in your poem or story. Tag with #rainbow and share.
Jinks came dragging fairy butt and wings into the kitchen! Orchid had been up since six, when she woke the sleeping Stanton, and told him he needed to be on his way, before Greta, or any of the previous staff, that could recognize him, were up and about. When he was leaving, he turned to me with a look that would have melted me at one time. Now, when I looked at him, I could only picture my mother being devastated when he left her for the wife and unborn child he had kept secret. I could respect him for taking responsibility, but leading Blanche to believe there was a future with him, was just cruel, and heartwrenching! He rolled the window to his Land Rover down, please believe me when I say, if I had known I had a daughter, I would have fought Heaven and hell to find you! I know Blanche had her reasons, but I missed out on your whole life. "Well, said Orchid, do your part in making all this right, and we can talk about the future perhaps, but that's the best I can offer right now!" Stanton said, "I'll take it, and thank you. "You really are the spitting image of Blanche,"....yeah..yeah! I know, with your hair! She heard some scuffling from the fairy house and took off towards the noise. Inside, she found the strange peeper tied to a post with runny egg yolks and shells, and dried on egg too, looking a sight! Father doodlebug said, "the wee winks were having fun with those let go launchers, launching eggs at him." I didn't see no harm, anyways, here's his phone. It has pictures and a recording on it." Orchid, just decided to ignore that, and told some of the fairies to take him out and hose him down, he stinks. Bring him to the back of the house when you're finished, and let's see, bring a rope, uhm, oh! Yeah, a shovel, and that fifty-five gallon drum, and the 50 lbs. of lye. That will do it! Hustle guys, a storms coming, and when..the..rain..falls.., I want this problem behind us! Put the rain barrels out, we need that water to bathe all the fairies and for the special potion for my wings and powers. Earth, wind, light, and water. I'll see you all in a bit! Stanton finally gone with no one being any the wiser. She felt like she could breath a little easier. Before Stanton left, he said he recognized that peeper as a man that showed up here one time trying to cause trouble with my mom! He didnt remember all the details, but he was there on behalf of some woman named, let's see, Helen or uhm! Oh Helena Babitch, that's it, Helena Babitch. Well that was something to work with anyway! I must say, I was rather saddened when Jinks told me what Greta had done! I had to admit though, my mother knew what she was doing when keeping me away from Greta, for these exact reasons. Orchid asked herself, " how can two fairies of the same clan be so different, Jinks was loyal and cared very much for me, and Greta just seemed evil! Enough thought on this." Going to take care of the peeper and then get ready for the spiritual cleansing ritual. I was this close to a clean get away, when the twins came buzzing over, each taking perch on opposite shoulders. Did you know there is a children's song that has your names in it? Pattywhack in her gravelly voice said, " we made up that song when we were just 50 dents old." I was going to regret asking, but what are dents? Knickknack flew out hovering in front of my face, and flipped backwards suddenly, and said, " we get a dent in our wings for every time we were bored." Do you mean born, the day you were born? Yep, said pattywhack, bored! Okay then, thank you for not spitting on me knickknack. I appreciate that very much! She was headed inside when she spotted Greta half waddling and half flying over to her. Jinks had explained that Greta was carrying "prickly weight" and her wings just couldn't lift her anymore. By the time she reached me, she was out of breath! I'm just looking at her struggle to breath and instead of choking the life out of her, i grabbed her hands, and lifted her arms straight above her head! She just kind of looked at me confused and maybe a little grateful? Orchid, stay alert, Greta cannot be trusted! She started breathing normal. I had seen this procedure used at college on a student with chronic asthma. Worked every time. Orchid hated to use some of her best quotes on her, but, she said, " my good friend, Vee, had told me this and it had stuck." Greta was kind of crumpled on the bench, and Orchid said, "if a flower can get back up after being stepped on, so can you! You'll be fine!" Greta said, "so we'll be following the plans we made this morning, right?" Well, yes!, Orchid said, "unless you know something I don't, she asked inquisitively, do you?" Greta said, "oh no love, just checking. You'll let me know if things get switched, right?" Of course, Orchid lied. Oh! I wanted to surprise you after my ceremony but I might as well tell you, I'm going to let Braden have half of everything, that's only fair. Greta, stuttered, wh..wha...why? "everything was perfect just like it was. Don't do that love, you see, you do need my guidance!" "My lawyer already has the papers drawn up, it just feels right." Orchid headed for the house, again! A smile came to her lips thinking of how everything was going to happen. It was a shame it had to be like this but dear, Grandma didn't give me much choice! I know one thing, I am so glad I have my mother's heart and morals. Well, let us take care of the peeper situation and I can focus just on the ceremony. I'm excited, but I'm scared some. Standing in one place in the shower with water pulsating her skin, she thought of the dents in the wings for when they were bored! She started laughing hysterically and almost drown when she slipped and fell, hitting her head! Jinks knocked on the door, and got no response from Orchid. "Poppy, Jinks called out, I mean Orchid!" Poppy is something Jinks had been calling her since she was a wee wink. When she went off to college, she had asked that he just use her proper name, since she was a grown woman. He agreed, but to him, Orchid would always be his little poppy frolicking in the meadows and marsh alike. She was all lass for sure, but she played rough like the wee lads, and it made him proud when she bested one of them boastful bullets. Bullets is what the fairies called what we refer to as bullies. He stepped into the room just as Orchid was stumbling out of the bathroom. She had managed to get her robe on, but was experiencing blurred vision and a horrible piercing headache. Jinks got her to the overstuffed settee and Orchid lovingly said, "I should have never told you to stop calling me Poppy." "Just now when you yelled it, it brought me out of my near coma, and for a split second, I expected my mother to come in and fix the meanies, as she always said." When Orchid looked up, she wasn't surprised to see Jinks eyes full of tears, as was her own. They embraced and both just let out these huge sighs while hugging. Jinks just kind of clumsily trying to tell her how much he............Orchid interrupted him by saying, "I love you too, fairy man!" Jinksy just kind of rocked back and forth on his feet, and then just smiled, big! Oh Jinks, Orchid said, "you need to get into the dentist, uh! you know, uh! biter bill!" Okay Poppy, with a grin on his face, "no need to worry yourself with the peeper, I took care of it." How? "Well, I made him call that crazy shewolf and tell her he was wrong about the information he had given her. The twins spelled him so he thinks he's just been getting prickled with all the doodlebugs! "Is your head okay," Jinks asked. "Are your headlights working?" Headlights, another clever fairy term for eyes! "Well I feel better now, Jinks, so I'm going to rest a while before tonight's ceremony. " "Thank you for everything, fairy man." "And thank you, my sweet poppy!"
I could not keep waking up in this disheveled and hungover state any more, it was really taking its toll on me. No more prickly cider til I have dealt with the issues at hand. Okay, well Braden will be here in a couple weeks, that leaves time to prepare for his welcome party! He wouldn't know what hit him. (except he would, since he had Greta in his pocket), but Orchid didn't know that. After she was dressed, she headed downstairs where everyone was busy doing their individual jobs, but no sign of Greta. Orchid checked the kitchen, no sign of her, maybe back in her room, I hope she's okay! As Orchid approached the door, she could hear Greta talking with someone, but couldn't make out what was being said. She knocked on the door, everything went silent! "Greta, Orchid called out, I need to speak with you, may I come in)? She stood there, knowing Greta was in there. She is so strange! Okay, well, I need you in the office, ASAP! When Greta was certain that Orchid had left, she grabbed the phone, took it off hold, to hear Bradens mother's shrill voice, "how dare you put us on hold, who do you think you are?" Greta responded, " I think I'm the one that's going to make everything happen, so you best snap your trap shut and listen!" No, "you listen, you dirty little fairy person, I am Peggy Sutton-Sharp, and you will not speak to me like that or I will have you torn apart, limb by limb, do I make myself clear?" Greta had already disconnected. Now to make sure Orchid had not overheard anything. Jinx had seen Greta sneaking around lately, so he was determined to find out what she was up to! He had just went in her room to snoop around, when he could hear her shrill voice in the hall, coming toward him, he quickly hid behind the closets venetian doors. He was able to peer through and hear everything perfectly! He didn't want to believe that she could do this to Orchid, but in all truth, he was not surprised! This is really gonna tick Orchid off, and then it's going to break her heart. I am not going to let her get away with it. Just as Jinks had predicted, the doodlebug clan showed up in exactly a week, with every weapon, and gadget, and special herb, known to the whole fairy population. Orchid made her way outside to welcome everyone. There were so many she'd never met before. They must have merged or multiplied while she was away at school. There was a set of twin little girl fairies that were just too adorable! She went over to introduce herself, and as she reached her hand out, the one spit at her, and the other spoke in a voice that could only be described as someone who had chain smoked for years. That's the best I could describe it. The grated voice said, "knickknack", Oh my word! The other just stood there grinning! "Are there no normal fairies, "Orchid thought? "Well now, listen, knickknack is it, you are welcome here but no spitting, at all." So dear, what is your name, regretting asking as soon as she opened her mouth, she said, "pattywhack.". "Pattywhack, Orchid asked? Both girls started shaking their little heads up and down. "Whew", exclaimed Orchid! Okay then, Jinks here will show you all where you'll be sleeping, if you need anything, just let Jinks know please! Jinks very secretly whispered that he needed to speak with Orchid, and it was urgent. Orchid seeing the serious look on his face, she said, "please get everyone situated, and tell them all we have a 9:00 breakfast meeting in the morning, so please don't over indulge in the prickly cider." Come to my room when you're finished. Orchid was retiring to her room, when Greta came waddling over. "Hello love, everything going as planned, any changes you've made?" No! "Our meeting to discuss said plan is at 9:00 for breakfast." Okay love, well good night! Good night Greta....uh...grandma! Orchid smiled apologeticly, "I am trying to get used to calling you that." Greta said, "no big deal, kind of flippantly, it doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things." She waddled off leaving Orchid staring after her. What the blank just happened? It's settled, all fairies are crazy! Yep, crazy! She walked off toward her room giggling. Off come the shoes, and bra, I just feel free when I take that off! Ahhhh! As she sat there waiting for Jinks, she suddenly realized the peeper was still tied up in the barn. It's been a week, omg! I hope he's still alive! She called down to the fairies house and was told he was fine, being fed and bathed and groomed, no need to worry my pretty human head about it. She hung up thinking she heard some muffled screams, oh! But that could have been knickknack or pattywhack, oh! Who names these fairies? I have to speak with the herbalist about my wings and powers. Let's make a list Orchid, 1) talk with herbalist, 2) interrogate the peeper, 3) read some more in mother's journal, 4) find out what the secret ingredient in prickly cider is. Just then, a knock on the door, "come in Jinks,". The door opened and there stood a man I recognized, "Stanton, I can't believe you have the (oh, man, what are they called again, oh yeah!) berry knockers to show up here, after what you did to my mother." He just stood there with this sad, defeated, look on his very weathered and well chiseled face. I could see how my mother could go all in! "Snap out of it!" Orchid! Just what are you doing here? He just kept staring at her, and after a few moments, he said, "you look just like your mother, with my blonde hair! You are beautiful!" "I didn't even know you existed until four days ago when I found legal documents on all of your mother's property." My son and soon to be ex wife, would not say a thing, just that they didn't know where those documents came from! Oh! Well then Stanton, you better sit down, cause have I got something to tell you! Jinks came busting in hearing a man's voice inside, he thought it might be Braden. Well, not too far off. "What are you doing here, Stanton?" Jinks had always really liked Stanton because he saw how happy he made Blanche, but when he broke her heart, Jinks just shut that valve off. Needing to help Blanche pick up all the pieces! He wasn't about to betray her memory now. "I asked you what you're doing here?" It's so good to see you, Jinks old man! "Enough with the flim flam Ziggy zap! Say your business and leave." I will leave, but I just came to warn the daughter I didn't even know I had, that her brother and my wife are up to no good, but I don't know what it is, or how to stop them. Jinks snickered, "well I'd say your about twenty one years too late, and uhm!....and a whole barrel of dollars short!" Jinks looked over to Orchid to wink, but she was lost in thought staring at this man that her mother had loved with the heat of two suns! Jinks, Orchid said, "I'm going to finish this up and you and I can speak tomorrow." Oh no love! No! It has to be now, cause it is sleeping with this snake. Orchid just stared at him, "I'm taking a guess here, does that mean the two are somehow related?" Yes love, sleeping with the snake! Oh great! I'm starting to understand fairy jabbers. What is happening to me?, she thought. Stanton felt totally lost. Orchid took control, and said, "Jinks, you get Greta, " oh! Love, no can do!" That's what I wanted to talk about! Oh, okay. So, how bout the three of us, order up some food, and we will iron all this out. Stanton was just surprised to be included. He wanted so badly to hug this beautiful girl that he and Blanche created. It was as if Orchid read his mind, and she glared as if daring him to come any closer. "Okay then, let's get this party started!", Orchid said. "Let's share our collective knowledge and see about, what is it Jinks, stomping the wine out of those grapes?" Yep, said Jinks, that's right! With my power and wings, I might just be a pretty decent fairy mama to all of these 100+ year old toddlers! First things first, Jinks, you're up!
Spread like moondust across a damaged surface, You departed into the unknown of the night, disappearing within layers of darkness. Memories turned into ashes and flew away with the wind, Treacherous betrayal often hurts more than the sharp end of a knife. Words spoken in darkness Proclaimed from the hilltops Obscure sentiments Treasures to share as tear drops Shimmering light engulfed me Prying open my stubborn eyes in the onyx darkness. My glassy heart has long turned to stone, And so the only sound of shattering I am able to hear is my bones. In this vagrant silence, The sick moon breathes, A scrape across the night And dice roll down the spine. My eyes are wide open And misery I still see, But when I close them, I am home. While the warm winds drift along with the stars, I climb up the sky, And blend into the night. Wrapped myself in stillness, Embracing freedom, While soothing my aching soul. This darkness will be my mantle...