October was the longest month
Still is, and the worst
Was yet to come
I was drowning, I confess
But here is salvation!
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I must admit, without shame and total disregard for high society etiquette, I reached out to Tess on Facebook and brazenly asked her, "When is the Willow Manor Ball?"
October is truly the month when everything appears like a roller coaster. I am a working Mum, writer and free-lance copy-writer cum gardener and cougar loving wife, loyal friend - proper daughter, aspiring poet, French student, math teacher and family disciplinarian all rolled into one.
I desperately needed to go to the Ball of the Year!
My loving husband has just asked me to accompany him while he has his dinner.
Bye everyone and see you at the Ball!
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Oh, yes, here is the Magpie this week:
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Oh, yes, here is the Magpie this week:
I watched, while they slept
One stood guard, his breath
Escaped into the night, full of fear
Afraid to switch off the lights
They sensed me tonight
Watching them watching me
Queen of the Night.
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For the Magpie Tales
One stood guard, his breath
Escaped into the night, full of fear
Afraid to switch off the lights
They sensed me tonight
Watching them watching me
Queen of the Night.
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For the Magpie Tales
Your poem is brilliant as always, I could feel the suspense in it and it sent chills in me whilst reading.
ReplyDeleteShe plays all the important roles "all-in-one" during the day, and she becomes the queen of the night when everyone is asleep, she's strong :)
Thank you Zunnur - loved your latest prose which reminded me of the japanese Ushimatoro legend.
DeleteOh, yes - she is!
DeleteQuite a novel, and moving, take on the prompt...
ReplyDeleteThank you Berowne. I still can't get enough of your Gandhi and Orient Express tales!
DeleteWatching them watching me -takes some nerve. I'm glad you held out.
ReplyDeleteNot easy, Nell!
Deleteooo nice menace in this.....when you know they are out there...and tonight will def be different...smiles...
ReplyDeleteMenacing indeed Brian - it just popped into my head this was the way it was meant.
DeleteLovely Queen of the Night...thank you for sharing the WM Ball...looking forward to a marvelous evening, dear friend...
ReplyDeleteThanks for making sure the Ball continues, and on a lovely chilly Autumn night. I feel like cuddling close this year so will be attending with hubby!
DeleteYou are an amazing person Ninot....Love your take on the prompt.....a captivating tale that I would like to read more of. I am looking forward to seeing you and your wonderful husband at the ball! :-)
ReplyDeleteI just realized you are accompanying your husband at dinner tonight....but you can still have him virtually come to the ball. :-)
ReplyDeleteHa ha! I already told Stafford that I am taking hubby Rudy to the Ball this year, finding him more cuddly, warm and exciting than past dates Leonard Whiting, Misha and Joseph Fiennes. Not sure about Alan Rickman though - the voice alone sends shivers all over.
DeleteLovely poem, kiddo......and I hear you about busyness - when do things slow down? I'm still waiting! Enjoy the ball. I'll be in bed, asleep with the book fallen over my face.....hee hee.
ReplyDeleteAawww, you should join us Sherry! It's really fun. And don't you want to date Sean Connery deep inside? Or Wayne Gretsky?
DeleteI do. But not this year.
Queen of the Night. Nice!
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Thank you Sue. The picture just made me felt like the outsider looking in. Do Queens feel that way?
DeleteNinot Ma'am,
ReplyDeleteYou're all excited! Lots of things brewing! Wishing you well. Guarded appearances that I see still! Hoping your infrequent outings here to be more frequent like before! Nicely!
Hank
I hope so too, Sir Hank!
DeleteWow this is cool , NT , She lives in us all, eh?
ReplyDeleteThank you Kutamun. That she does...
DeleteThe night has eyes, to be sure! Nice read!
ReplyDeleteI really really like that, TW. The night has eyes...
DeleteI'm sure the queen of the night will look lovely at the ball. Nice poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you T. Especially at the Ball, I'd say!
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