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Today's snippet is 3 paragraphs from my new project Once Upon a Cloud. Here Cumi and Stratus sit down to some lunch and see how different Cumi views her world and Terra. this is a bit after the last WIPpet.
The dining room of the restaurant was not what you would call clean, nor was it dirty. Chicken Bliss always got a clean bill of health from the Health Inspector, but Cumi could see that the floors and walls were covered in a thin film of grease. She wasn’t sure what the grease was from as the restaurant had a smell of chicken, oily grease, sweat, and something she couldn’t place.
“Have a seat, Kid,” said Stratus wandered over to the counter and greeted Martin with a holler and some sort of secret handshake. They were talking and Cumi couldn’t hear what they were saying. Not that she cared. This Martin was one of Strat’s Terran friends; she could only imagine what they were talking about.
Cumi pulled out a chair and wiped her hand against the grainy and polished wood. It was clean, not a spot of dust nor crumbs. The wood felt cool to her touch. A quick swipe showed the table was just as clean, so she sat down. While not normally a frequenter of the type of restaurant like Chicken Bliss, Cumi felt a little more at ease and stole a glance around.
Having a rougher week, Dear Readers and trying to persevere through it all. I had gotten a case of the 24 hour nasties yesterday and slept through most of Monday night. Although I did manage to complete 2 writing blitzes for two different stories. I also had two dentist appointments; one to start a relationship with a new dentist (not pleased with current dentist) and one to fix a chipped tooth that happened late last week. My head been a little muddled, but trying to look through the fog. I am getting there though and still feeling positive.
Anyway, a new blog post isn't new without something to show. Last Saturday I got a chance to be photographed by my friend Ken in Riverfront Park in Corning. Not gonna lie, I felt a little like a model. And Ken has an amazing eye for seeing beauty in whatever her photographs. He has made my friends Holly, Krissy, Kaylara, Melissa, and Beth look amazing. Granted they were already amazing. He just was able to show the world what was already there. Thanks, Ken!!
I miss writing poems regularly. Each April and October I participate in a month long poetry challenge. I try to write poetry regularly, but it doesn't always happen. When asked for prompts from friends and followers. I have several topics still to use for poem, and trust me I will use each of them. This was is my favourite. The form is a Tetractys, a 5 line poems that has the following syllable rhythm: 1, 2, 3, 4, 10. This is a double tetractys: 1, 2, 3, 4, 10, 10, 4, 3, 2, 1.
Full Moon Dreams
In the sky.
Swimming in seas
of deepest ebony and violet.
Globe of silvery pale light shining in
Showers of dark,
As I walk