Wordgrove Post & Review

Quoted in the Grove:
Oh! do not attack me with your watch. A watch is always too fast or too slow. I cannot be dictated to by a watch.
~Jane Austen

Why not seize the pleasure at once, how often is happiness destroyed by preparation, foolish preparations.
~Jane Austen

One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other.
~Jane Austen

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Posted from the Grove:

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Prewritten for Thurs (12/15) @6pm PT/9 ET is: pacify, conviction

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@Writers Platform:
Glass Table:

~Margalo: Checking In

Hello fellow friends from There!

This is Margalo, Bettina’s daughter. I haven’t visited the peaceful sanctuary of Wordgrove for a very long time.

I decided to take a stroll through the beauty of the forest, and felt inspired to leave a message.

I’m doing well these days. Feeling better and stronger. I was reminded that we lost Bets 10 years ago. I think of her frequently, and visited Santa’s village as she would have loved seeing the holiday displays.

As another holiday season approaches without her, I do feel differently this year. I feel grateful for the traditions we created together, and I know she’s always with me in spirit.

I hope this message finds you doing well, whoever reads this. A special “hello” to BarTalk and Jessalee.

Hope to see you There sometime soon!

Much love,

Margalo

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Prewritten: threshold, pigeon

~MissMerry: Prewritten by MM

the fuzzy words all gather in clouds.
I run around trying to catch them,
to stuff them into pigeon holes and
maybe organize them into making sense.

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~BarTalk: Avian Traitor

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Impromptu: distortion, satellite

~Greymane: Occupied

She begged to be his satellite
revolving on his girth
She promised dreams of treasured things
to tempt the greedy Earth
She flaunted moons inopportune
that dazzled his desire
The heavens shook when passions cooked
and set the stars afire
Distortion filling darkness
that their souls could occupy
A blazing star and ball of blue
that dance across the sky

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~MissMerry: MM Impromptu

He adjusted the telescope focus
finding the dark on the very first try
dialing in a familiar locus
as satellites twirled through the sky

While he studied a singular portion,
-sure he had found his own lovely star
The moon rose and fell
(the planets won’t tell )
The heavenly body was just a distortion.

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~BarTalk: not-a-ku times two

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