#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – The Ambush

April 17, 2018April 21, 2018 / Marcia Meara / 22 Comments

Time for another one from Mac’s adventures, those many summers ago. Hope you enjoy it.

Ambush
by Marcia Meara

Silent, sleek, deadly,
The predator climbs high, high,
And stretches out full length
On the smooth, sturdy limb.
Well hidden within heavy green foliage,
His wait begins. Continue reading →

#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – The PickUp

April 16, 2018April 21, 2018 / Marcia Meara / 20 Comments

I’m loving the excuse of National Poetry Month to share some of my poems with you for several reasons. One is because I had some minor surgery last week, and that on top of a bad cold has left me feeling a bit too dragged out to do any serious braining. 😀 Posting poems means I don’t have to stay vertical very long, which works for me right now, so here is another for today. This is where I should say “And now for something completely different,” because it is. Hope you enjoy this gal. Her approach is far removed from that of our last damsel, and maybe she’ll make you smile. Or not. 😉

The Pick Up
By Marcia Meara

Standing near the shop,
I watch.
People rush in and out,
Jostling, hurrying.
Carrying steaming cups
To offices nearby.

I wait for the right one.
Finally! He exits and
Heads toward me.
My heart stutters
With pleasure
As I admire him.
He’s tall, wide-shouldered,
Very blonde.
A Viking in Armani.
Yes, I think. Oh, yes.
He’s just as perfect as
He looked yesterday. Continue reading →

#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – #CampfireGhosts

April 14, 2018April 21, 2018 / Marcia Meara / 8 Comments

Another one from the Mac at Ten section of my little book, and perhaps a bit more fun than love gone wrong. Hope you enjoy it!

Campfire Ghosts
By Marcia Meara

Dark clouds
Hide the silver light
From his wide-eyed gaze.
Night reigns
In blackest glory,
Held at bay only
By the orange firelight.
The trees are gone,
Lost in gloom.
Everywhere,
A wall of black,
Except within
The fire’s warm
Circle. Continue reading →

#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic: Poems of Life & Love – The Last Rose

April 13, 2018April 21, 2018 / Marcia Meara / 32 Comments

A slight change of pace today, from our little boy camping in the mountains, to something a bit less jovial. Because, you know. Life can’t be all rope swings and summer smiles. Hope you enjoy it, anyway. 😀

The Last Rose
by Marcia Meara

Late July, and
The day drowses,
Air heavy and still.
Bees moving slowly from
Flower to flower,
In a dance weighed down by heat.
Sleepy hours spent dreaming, longing
For other places, other chances.
Anything better
Than one more day
Spent under this weight,
With movements made slow,
Like easy prey. Continue reading →

#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – Mac at Ten

April 12, 2018April 21, 2018 / Marcia Meara / 21 Comments

Another poem from Summer Magic, though I don’t have a picture that works as well for this one. I’m afraid you’ll have to make do with the view from the very top of Wake-Robin Ridge–or at least, the way I imagined it, since WRR only exists in my mind. Hope you enjoy this one, though since it’s from Dad’s POV, it is a bit more introspective than the last.

Bruises
by Marcia Meara

Pale blue eyes,
Fringed in black,
Look out at the world
With the wild, free spirit
Only a ten-year-old boy
Knows how to nurture. Continue reading →

#NotesFromTheRiver – #WednesdayWonders

April 11, 2018 / Marcia Meara / 2 Comments

West Indian Manatee

Celebrating my friend Doug Little’s one-man wildlife photography exhibit at Enterprise Heritage Center & Museum, today’s #NotesFromTheRiver post features an assortment of some of my personal favorite photographs taken by Doug along the St. Johns River. Hope you’ll stop by and check them out, and please considers sharing, too. THANKS!

#NotesFromTheRiver – #Wednesday Wonders – The Photography of Doug Little

#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic: Poems of Life & Love

April 11, 2018April 21, 2018 / Marcia Meara / 35 Comments

I’ve been told it’s National Poetry Month, and who am I to argue with a lead-in like that? In celebration, I thought I’d share one of my poems from Summer Magic: Poems of Life & Love. Since it’s been hovering around 83 to 85 degrees here for a couple of weeks, I figured a summery one was in order. Hope you enjoy it! 🙂

The Rope Swing
by Marcia Meara

Sailing up, up into
Blue summer sky,
Hot rope rough against his hands,
He shouts with joy, and lets go.
For a crystal moment,
He hangs suspended,
Frozen in time
Like a fly in amber.
All awkward angles–
Shoulderblades and
Elbows, and
Knobby knees,
Painted against the sky,
Heart filled with fierce joy. Continue reading →

#NotesFromTheRiver – Another LBJ

March 30, 2018 / Marcia Meara / 11 Comments

This week’s #NotesFromTheRiver focuses on another LBJ you might find at your backyard feeder, and will surely see if you are exploring any local fresh or saltwater marshlands. A shorter post than usual, as I’m getting ready for company next week, but I hope you still enjoy checking it out.

#NotesFromTheRiver – Another LBJ

Bonus Friday: Author Update

March 30, 2018 / Marcia Meara / 12 Comments

Check out the latest releases and WIPS from the gang at Story Empire. Something for everyone in this collection! 🙂 Best wishes to each of them as their projects move forward!

Story Empire

Happy Friday, SEers! This month is one of the few this year that has five Fridays rather than four. It doesn’t happen often enough for us to have a “themed” post scheduled, so we decided these special Fridays will become group posts.

This particular fifth Friday we thought we’d catch you up on what we currently have going on in our writing lives.

In first-name alphabetical order:

Craig

Oddly enough, I have something going on right now. I’m holding free days for my book, The Enhanced League. This is a collection of short stories and micro-fiction, that carries an overarching story. It’s set in a professional baseball league where performance enhancing drugs are not only allowed, but encouraged. You can pick up your free copy here.