Right or Wrong – Wanda Jackson

May 28, 2020 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

“Right or Wrong” is a country music song written and performed by Wanda Jackson and recorded by other artists, including Ronnie Dove. When I listen to the song, I wonder what the right or wrong conflict was, but do not find an explanation anywhere.
A further delve into Wikipedia tells me about Miss Jackson and I came across an interview. It is worth a listen. It is lovely to hear her voice as she tells her story.

Living histories were done by the USS North Carolina BB55 and I have our father’s history recorded in audio format. This interview motivates me to get his words posted online and when I do, I will post it right here on my blog.

This is Wanda Jackson’s book. You can click on the picture to see more.

Here is a lovely interview with Wanda Jackson.

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Freya Pickard

May 28, 2020 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

I Write Her

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Odyssey

sailing

Sailing
dark-lit seas
measuring infinity’s length
traversing star held territory;
explorer

velvet

Claustrophobia;
wrapped up in velvet darkness
bright stars blinking past

universe

sharp solar light flares
slants between blue, wooded worlds;
distant universe

stars

the wideness of stars
agoraphobia chokes
no central anchor

transient

no
refuge;
transient
world – keep moving
man

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Freya Pickard is the Author of The Kaerling series, an epic fantasy set in the world of Nirunen. She writes mainly fantasy tales, with some poetry thrown in. She has published 13 e-books and 6 paperbacks and finds her inspiration in the ocean, beautifully written books, and vinyl music. You can find her poetry at Pure Haiku.

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Short Fiction, short story

Sand Itches

May 23, 2020May 24, 2020 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

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“From Here to Eternity,” sighed Patsy, “that’s a classic love scene on the beach.”

“I reckon so,” replied Pete, “but don’t get any ideas.”

Frowning, Patsy scrubbed the endless sink of dishes, pondering why Pete had burst her bubble. She adored her Pete but wondered why he couldn’t be more romantic.

Coming up behind his bride, Pete wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck, “Of course it’s because I love you so much. After all, you know how if you lay on the beach where the tide rolls in you’re bound to get sand in your saddle and, woo wee, that’s some itchin’!”

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Ten Things of Thankful – May 22

May 23, 2020May 23, 2020 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

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Happy TTOT time! Let’s go!

1. Friday of a long weekend. Even home bound is a.o.k. With family joy.
2. Poet’s Connection tomorrow! Virtual fun!
3. Poet’s gathering last night where we worked to help each other.
4. The sun 🌞peeked out today.
5. I have not succumbed to a coronacut.
6. Yarn. Something is getting made.
7. Food.
8. Wildlife is lively.
9. Health.
10. You.

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Six Sentence Story-ETERNAL

May 21, 2020 Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

Kindness expressed beautifully

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I scurry around quickly picking up exactly what I need while shopping at Costco in this strange atmosphere of where everyone wears a mask and keeping a 6-feet distance from each other.

Sometimes that means using extreme patience waiting for another to finish in the area that I want to step into for what I want to buy.

In silence they nod to me that they are finished now moving away and I nod a ‘thank you’ nod in return trying to smile politely behind my mask.

I think a particular thought process hanging in the air is working because I notice that no one has been rude or inconsiderate.

When I leave the store by way of the crates they have piled up to guide shoppers in and out of the store with as little interaction as possible, the drizzle of rain that began in my journey…

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