Discovery #Ukraine #fiction #atozchallenge

“The room we are looking for is blue in color.” My husband insisted to the hotel manager.

“There is no room in blue. It must have been redone.” The manager tried to sound nice.

“It has to be here,” I stomped up the stairs to the third floor. I had refused to use the antiquated elevator from our first day.

“Might I help you?” One of the housekeepers smiled at us.

“I’m looking for a room with blue wall paper. There is a sitting room, a small hall way, a bath and a very large bedroom.”

“And you say the room is in blue?” Her lips curled into a knowing smile.

“Yes,” we both chorused.

“I know it well. Follow me.” She set her linens down and walked with determination down the hall. “This way,” she pointed toward the stairs as we went down one floor.

“That’s right it was on the second floor.”

We walked down one floor, down a very long hallway, and then up three stairs toward another short hallway.

“Please stand right here for one moment,” the girl said. “See where the carpet is different?”

“Yes.” We both said.

“When you see the carpet change you must quickly move down that hallway.”

It was odd. I looked at the carpet and it changed.

“Go now.” She pushed us forward then up five stairs and there was the short hallway.

“Yes, this looks right.” I pointed to the room where I had stayed years ago.

The girl opened the door for us with some small amount of ceremony. “The blue room.”

“It looks the same.” I looked at the bedding, the large sofa and a small bed in the corner. There was also a small woodburning stove. I walked into the adjoining room with a large double bed and two twin beds. “Plenty of room.” I sighed.

The girl pushed a panel and there was another hidden room with many shelves and an additional bed. “For hiding people.” She whispered.

My head was spinning with questions: Where, What, Who…

Thanks for stopping by Penned In Moondust by Moondustwriter for the A to Z Challenge. This (continuing) story was birthed at The Passage hotel in 2007 in Odessa Ukraine. I changed the time to the present rather than the Cold War. I hope you feel the courage and tenacity of the Ukrainian people as this fiction unfolds.

Links to the beginning of the story:


The Basics

Clearly Crazy

The A to Z challenge is an excellent way to meet bloggers and hone your skill.

Please check out these bloggers:

Dance #uganda #atozchallenge

Orphan’s voices lift to the stars

can’t keep feet from moving

notes merge harmonious

large is the circle of our song

mimicking children’s motions

I don’t want the song to end

laughter young and old

fills the skies

tired we sit on mats

our hearts still singing

as we do crafts

 Jesus is smiling


color butterfly

children want to dance in the sky

coffee filter art


The video sharing the beauty of the Acholi culture.

 I know that these children at Mercy Home have come from hard and lonely places. We are greeted each day with smiles of  love and welcome and we end the day Dancing!

Enjoy the A to Z challenge this month!

Im also tagging on to Poets United prompt April. Spring and April give cause to dance with the blossoms.

Man’s Best Friend #atozchallenge #haiku

Never file a complaint

tales wag no matter the weather

 there to catch my tears



Yes today’s D is Dog.  I am at present without a four-legged friend but hope to have a new furry  friend by year’s end.

Do you have a four legged friend?

Some A to Z bloggers to enjoy this month:

A Dream of Love #poetry #atoz #napowrimo

from my window

My love for you forever be

emblazoned in our hearts and minds

Its timelessness will set us free

my love for you forever be

“someday”-  always you and me

if we can only bide the time

my love for you forever be

emblazoned in our hearts and minds

A triolet is 8 lines  (or combinations of 8) ABaAabAB

(I often change the A and a to give more body to the triolet)

Photography: “From My Window” L. Moon copyright 2012



This year for  A to Z challenge, I am using the Nautilus as my inspiration all month. The shell has many chambers (at least enough to fit all the letters.)  You will find poetry,  You will find some dark stuff (as I am attempting to branch into the horror genre), You will also see a smattering of short stories or prose (some with children in mind) others as lessons that we can all learn from. I look forward to  meeting you and getting to know some talented writers over this month long writing journey. Please check over at the A to Z challenge and see what they are up to; they are a fine bunch of folks.

Dreamer #atoz #flashfiction

what do you do when you find yourself caught in a dream???

Ever been in one of those dream loops that you can’t seem to get out of? This dream was a doozey. I mean epic…

I could hear voices all around me but I couldnt open my eyes and scream “this is a dream people go home!!!!”


” Where did she come?” a little girl quietly asked her mommy.

“Shhh little one no one knows; it’s a mystery.”

“They say she’s a princess” a man said reverantly.

“Look at that tiara. Do you think it is real?”

She is from another land a man said who commanded authority. She was to be the queen of her world Raphalia. I must discover what can be done.

There was a hush

I wanted to snicker. “Come on guys this is my imagination speaking.”

A note mysteriously appeared in my hands.

“Princess Alyssa the clock is ticking. You have one year to live after the poison has entered your body. You will remain in a dream state until the cure is administered. Use your powers to seek aid.”

~Your servant until death

“Ok dream it is time to let me awaken” I said unsuccessfully.

This short story is written for the A to Z April writing challenge for the letter “D.” This story will be continued each Wednesday until the end of April.

I recently started following talented artist Arna Baartz. This watercolor “Water Girl” seems to speak of a watery, dreamlike state. You can see more of Arna’s work here. Thank you Arna for the opportunity to show off your work.


Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)


Thanks for following a cowgirl on her crazy life journey.

Maria Michaela Poetry

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe

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Everyday musings ....Life as I see space, my reflections and thoughts !!

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