Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld is the founder/manager of Prolific Pulse Press LLC and a widely published poet and writer. She is an editor of numerous anthologies and for Fine Lines Journal. She is Poet Laureate Emeritus of Garden of Neuro Institute and is an organizer for Living Poetry in North Carolina. ProlificPulse.blog ProlificPulse.com
Common to the southern part of the United States, onward through Mexico, Central America, the West Indies on to South America as well as Florida this butterfly-known as the Gulf Fritillary-moves to the north in the spring and breeds in the southeast. Florida gets large numbers throughout every county of the state.
As an adult, the Gulf fritillary is medium in size, with the female being the largest, and has a wingspan of 65-95 mm. What you will see are bright orange wings with black marking, females are a little darker and have more markings.
Each year brings multiple generations of the Gulf frittilary and they are always in Florida. Small yellow eggs are found on or near various passionflowers, larvae have a voracious appetite for the host vines.
He found a place on the sandy shore, checking his basket with optimism. Easing his way into the easy tide, steady on his feet, all the while angling for the best spot. The clouds were overwhelming, speaking through was a sharp angle of the sun. Tapping his shoulder with the rays, the sun beam warmed his shoulder as he continued to work his way into the sea. Feeling the sand flea pulling his line, dancing – if you will – he found confidence settle in his gut. Once the dance turned to a waltz it was time to play the line.
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There you go! That was my six-sentence story. Go check out Girlie on the Edge to join in!
It’s May Day! Let’s go dance around the maypole! Who remembers those? This lady does!
It’s the first Friday of TTOT so let’s get at it!
1.2.3. Thankful that I survived National Poetry Month with posting a prompt each day and writing a poem a day to those prompts. Can we say Whew and WooHoo?!!
I am grateful to those who supported these efforts, as well. And for those who supported my publications this past month. A lot of thankfuls in one so, there’s 3!!
4. Rain! We had a real gully washer yesterday and I am glad April decided to show itself up properly! I posted on Facebook yesterday: Me: “April showers bring May flowers. Oh, April, you have this one last day to rain.” April: “Hold my beer.”
5. 6. People who social distance and wear masks! Who ever thought this would be a thing? Thankful to have masks to do so. I made ours out of socks and daughter got hers at work. Also got fabric to make some this weekend.
7. My friend’s daughter created her own book at the lovely age of 6!! Here it is: Diya Dreams
8. Ability to have groceries delivered for Mother’s Day in another town. We were trying to come up with a way to get something to mama in another town and came up with the idea to set up a food delivery. The food arrives this coming week in time for her to have a nice Mother’s Day week treat.
9. Virtual meetings! Tomorrow I get to participate in the TAF online conference. It would normally be this weekend and now we still get to have it. And I also get to attend the Raleigh NC Bloggers meeting tomorrow afternoon and learn new things.
10. The place is set at this virtual table for YOU! No masks or gloves needed, mainly your presence and thankfuls. So, throw it at us. Not the food, but the thankfuls! Get at it!
Watching that large white faced black handed clock
I could almost hear the second hand turn
tick tick ticking along
doing the math in my head
12 times every 5 seconds equals 1 minute
hands sweaty and holding my books tightly to my chest
ready to make the run for it
when the bell would ring
Off we would go and not one tarry behind
at least I would not know
I was gone gone gone
Now at my much older age
I wonder what it’s like
the last day of school
when school is not open
when kids are learning at home
what do they grasp
what makes their palms sweat
where will they home
when they are already home
I loved and lived for those last days
how I wish each child could know that feeling
not to mention teachers
and parents
yeah
yay for last days
may they come again soon
to a school near you
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This is the last day of National Poetry Month and it seems fitting to have this be the prompt for this last day. Let’s write a poem about the last day. It can be about so many kinds of last days. What would your last day poem have to say?
Thank you for your support this month and for being an active part of the poetry community.
Stay tuned…May has some fun things coming and I will unveil them soon!
As a teacher, I will always remain a student. In the classroom of life, l wish to work with and educate others. Whether you’re a teacher, student, or just your average person, here are a few of my "TEACHERble" moments.
Original Ink by Lisa Tomey
