writer – penned in moon dust

“Be Mine” writing-challenge-valentine #poetry #valentine’sday

February 11, 2014February 11, 2014 by moondustwriter, posted in Photography, Poetry, post a day, wordpress

What if he should read

the words I wrote 100 years from now

of knights and dragons

and hidden away princesses

would he think it mere fantasy?

I write faithfully with my pen

of dark misty hollows

places to be lost

corners to be found

hoping dreams never to end

can ideas inscribed in ink

compare to blue moon lit dances

long hair billowing

in salty air’s breeze

as spicy music romances

soft lacy valentine bouquet

encircles my heart

a smile is your only answer

to “be mine”

the place where fantasy starts

~AGAIN…

The Daily Post writing challenge is valentine. What inspires you when you think of Valentines?

Other delightful Valentine reflections:

The Day They Packed My Computer #fiction #challenge

July 28, 2013July 28, 2013 by moondustwriter, posted in blog, Short Stories, wordpress, Writers

Today they moved the last of my belongings to somewhere. No one would tell me. My family thinks because I am “old” that those things no longer matter or that I will forget about them like I forgot the grocer’s name (last week).

I watched someone fumble with the box containing my type written drafts, hand drawn story boards, and copies of every last radio script. A tear fell to the ground; no one heard it except Font, my spaniel. My faithful Dell which replaced my IBM Selectric years ago was in another box bound for the place where computers go instead of heaven.

“Don’t worry mom everything is on thumb drives.”

“For what?” I wanted to yell under my carefully tucked afghan. “Can I access my work with my thumb, perhaps my teeth?”

My bony fingers were itching to take one more sweep across the keyboard.

My daughter was dripping with sincerity, “We have you enrolled in a number of classes at the retirement community.”

I can’t tell you how many times over the years I have heard ,”Those who can’t do… Teach.”

I smiled to myself knowing that I was teaching a number of those classes.

Little do they know that my archived work is auto loaded on my blog. Should be good for hmmm about 5 years. I can still, after all, operate the “Like” button.

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The WordPress Daily Post prompt is what would you do Without Blogging? A pox on such a thought. My fictionalized response reflects what I would do….

Photography: “Ive had better days” © L. Moon

Here’s what others would do without blogging:

Just another Script #flashfiction

September 8, 2011September 8, 2011 by moondustwriter, posted in 55 Flash Fiction, 55 word story

It was midnight

It had to be a moonless night or the story wouldn’t work.

There was a screeching noise in the darkness

“what is making that sound?” she shivered

“It’s just me” she heard the cold clammy hand slap on her back.

“That’s good” she smiled “I love it when my scripts come together. Who’s that???”

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Thanks to the weekly host of 55 Friday Flash Fiction. Join us and the G-Man for writing fun.

Ode To a Writer #oneshotwednesday

July 12, 2011July 12, 2011 by moondustwriter, posted in One shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry

Ode to the Writer

You’ve seen me in print
Reading parts of my type
Thinking my words
reflect what I am like
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points misread
lies between the lines
mere complications
Space and time
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you’ve read into words
sometimes that will be
When you misunderstand
What you think you see
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please realize
I’m not who you believe
You never really saw
The unknown person – me

I wrote this weeks ago for a site that was doing a feature of me on a VLOG. It was fun as the writer in the poem was just a person. Today I spoke with a co-author/ dear friend. We had big dreams and lived some. She helped start and I wrote for a small international radio station ( still operating). We wrote several books ( paid for printing); they have been distributed all over the world. You may know who I am today – but who I will become and where I was before there ever was Moondustwriter – well hmmm we shall see.

We are into week 54 of One Shot Wednesday having just celebrated a year of being.

Please join us and take some time to read fantastic poetry.

Thanks to Leah Jones http://www.flickr.com/photos/accidentallyjewish/2337869818/

Nanowrimo and me (Flash Fiction in 160)

October 31, 2010October 31, 2010 by moondustwriter, posted in 160 char story

What do you do with 30 days, 50,000 words, little sleep, insanity, and a computer?

Follow me & other Nanowrimo novelists (wannabes) as we attempt the impossible.

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If you want to follow my efforts during the month of November, check in to my writing sight. I will be posting bits and pieces of my novel and probably my failings as a writer over the month.

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Thanks to Monkey Man for graciously hosting this site each Sunday. Happy Halloween everyone!

I loved a girl

June 3, 2010June 6, 2010 by moondustwriter, posted in Love, Poetry

I loved a girl

She wasn’t pretty or fair

I’m not even sure

of the color of her hair

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I read her on paper

that’s where I would see

a portrait of words

quietly enfolding me

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A journey of sorts

is where we would go

nowhere had limits

places high- places low

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I loved her because

she opened my eyes

to a world without speaking

no barriers- no lies

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We never got closer

than Jupiter and Mars

but the fire in her eyes

drew my heart to the stars

Photo: Thanks to Miss Turner

(http://www.flickr.com/photos/missturner/2434425394/)

navicore /aka Ed Sweeney

(http://www.flickr.com/photos/edsweeney/4111291263/)

Dickens – ya’ Digg?

February 15, 2010February 19, 2010 by moondustwriter, posted in blog

What would writers of old do with this new technology?

What would Victor Hugo have thought of Twitter? Would he be following 10,000 by now or would he say “the ____ with those bird people.”

One of my favorite writers is Dickens. What the Dickens would he do with Tumbler other than to mix a drink? His sole use for Digg[ing] would be burying a character.

I’m certain Tolkien studied webs to get Shelob’s lair just right. Would he take time to study – or surf the Web?

George MacDonald, a pastoral writer in the 18th century, would not understand how to write about clouds today. His clouds traversed the heather hills of Scotland.

What are today’s writers to do?

As a writer I ‘m told get yourself out there, become a social media maniac. I used to be a nocturnal writer now I’m a nocturnal tweeter.

Remember when windows were something you opened to let a soft breeze into your room? And a posterous would be a misspelling of something following you.

What about when you told your significant other I need “my space.” “Well honey go right ahead the computer is all yours.”

I guess a Facebook would have been one of those picture books you could stick your face or your kid’s face in.

I was talking to Derek Haines (who always manages to get named in my blogs) ; we were talking about a joint effort – in the 60s you know where that would have gone.

Do you know I am forgetting how to spell. I spell: “great” – Gr8 ; “by the way” – BTW; ” lost in the fog” – LITF!

I’m a stickler for correct spelling but soon my goldfish will have better spelling than me.

If I’m going to digress, I might as well share my favorite – Delicious. We used to go to the ice cream parlor get the works with gobs of stuff on top and that was delicious! How can something you can’t taste be delicious? Though some may have learned to transcend space and time and slip into a cyber world with delicious stuff – I haven’t learned that trick.

Can someone please tell me how I can get out my window into the~ “real time?”

photo: lanchongzi (license creative commons)

Rejection – the bane of a writer/poet

January 23, 2010 by moondustwriter, posted in Poetry

Rejected again

can I be resigned

to hear the words

I don’t want you

filter through my mind

I can pour out my feelings

held back rage

I can saturate

the paper

tears on the page

Never will I

lower my quill

rejections

from publishers

I’ve had my fill

“Insight” to begin the New Year

December 31, 2009January 1, 2010 by moondustwriter, posted in blog

The “I” s have it. or they will in my life in 2010. What is it about the words that start with “I”?

I promise you it is not intentional that I keep running into a wall of “I”s.

This one just came at me while I was reading something a poet wrote. It’s insight. That’s a handy thing to have as one begins a New Year.

According to Wikipedia

Insight can be used with several related meanings:

a piece of information
the act or result of apprehending the inner nature of things or of seeing intuitively in Greek called noesis
an introspection
the power of acute observation and deduction, penetration, discernment, perception called intellection or noesis

Insight – the magnifying glass

Insight is like the magnifying glass that reveals things that would otherwise stay hidden. As a writer this “magnifying glass” helps me see into the lives of my characters and the world they live in. As a poet, this “magnifying glass” brings out color, shape, and feelings that would otherwise be dull and lifeless.

Where do we get insight?

I’d love to know where others get there insight from. Any takers?

For me it comes from a variety of sources. The first source is from my master, my creator – where I believe all my creative energy originates and what little common sense I possess . I have amazing friends who are writers, poets, artists who reveal things I am too dense to see myself. Study and more study is the last source.

“It’s a glimpse of something I can’t quite make out then a certain part of my brain kicks in and starts explaining it. The ability to interpret ‘it’ had been there all the time.” An insight from a poet friend.

I am certain that we can function on a shortage of some things but a shortage of insight my mean we bang our head into the “proverbial” wall often.

I’m Learning from the “I”s:

Inept: I learned I need to think before I speak or write

Impulsive: I’m learning to think before I act (I did get the medical submission for my new friend tweeked. She was sooo grateful – That’s probably why I continue to help others on impulse.)

Insight: I will gain this in the long-run from looking at life thoroughly

We are on the brink of a New Year – Hoping that 2010 is a year of inspiration, peace, and insight to you!!!!

photograph: Jon Moon ‘Chapel Pond – NY”

At least I can spell inept – a blog

December 26, 2009December 26, 2009 by moondustwriter, posted in blog

Today I had one of those days.

Spell it out and one word appears -Inept

Inept? Let’s see what Webster says:

Adjective

Not elegant or graceful in expression; “an awkward prose style”; “a clumsy apology”; “his cumbersome writing style”; “if the rumor is true, can anything be more inept than to repeat it now?”.

Revealing lack of perceptiveness or judgment or finesse; “an inept remark”; “it was tactless to bring up those disagreeable”.

Inept in my life:

I’m a writer. I definitely have “cumbersome writing style” moments or I can be so inept that I miss “it” in a particular piece of prose. When I am inept as a writer, however, no one gets hurt. My poetry I realize can dig pretty deep. Poetry does that it can be fun loving but often poetry aims at the heart. My poetry aims at the heart in this case like a dart.

I’m also a friend. I love people and I believe am generous and sensitive. But I am also the friend who lacks tact or fails at perception. I don’t even see it when I say something that is offensive or thoughtless. I must have been born with an inept gene. No excuse.

So what do I do to repair my prose? Tighten it up I suppose.

What do I do to repair the breach with a friend? No word can erase the message I send.

So in the future words of mine take note. Before writing or speaking, take a vote. Learn from the past trend- lest ineptitude become a friend.

Today’s motto: Words are expendable- friends are not!