Moon Ate the Dark Challenge: In the Light Of Night- Ivor Steven

Ivor – Moon versus Dark

Brave & Reckless

Mum, what I see is really real
I’m not a walrus or a seal
This night’s sky’s glowing and alive
Clear as yesterday’s midday drive
Look up there, through the old red gum
I’m not making things up Mum!

Look up there, where blackness was a sea
The man in the moon was laughing at me
Then I saw his hungry moon eat the dark
And spit out the stars as red bark

Don’t worry son, I’ll stay with you tonight
The angry bushfires have turned on their sky lights


Ivor was a former Industrial Chemist, then a Plumber, and has been writing poetry for 19 years. He has had numerous poems published in American on-line magazines, and local Geelong Anthologies, where he’s an active member of Geelong Writers Inc. He’s also a Barista/team member with Go Dog Go Café.

You can read more of Ivor’s writing at Ivor.Plumber/Poet

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Call Your MoC about Project Payback for the Week of Sunday 2 March 2020

Calico Jack – Payback Time (the Senate version)

The Psy of Life

This one isn’t exactly a Call your MoC about a piece of legislation or an issue, but it does involve members of the Senate, and I think you’re going to like it! Indivisibleis running Project Payback! Tell us all about your experience with all the little things you can do over at their page in the comments. The links all open in a new tab, so it’s easy to get back her to comment! That’s me smiling after doing you that service.

Project Payback is a campaign to defeat ten Repube Senators in November as payback — Get it? Hunh? Project Payback? Pretty good, hunh? — for the impeachment shame trial cover-up vote. It’s the perfect way to keep your anger over the whole gottam assault on our democracy going and keep yourself stoked for the November elections.

They are targeting ten Senators, see if your favorite…

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Heart Shaped Box

Christine Ray – What in youth was simple

Brave & Reckless

contours
of my heart
so crisp
so clear
at sixteen
when I was
bold
definite
confident
sure
when did lines begin
to shift
blurred beneath
the brushstrokes
of midnight blue
amethyst?
leaving more hidden
than revealed
when did this heart
become mystery
to myself?
a puzzle box of sandalwood
fragrant
warm to the touch
but contents evasive
always a fingertip
out of my reach

Image courtesy of Pinterest

© 2017 Revised 2020 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved

 

 

 

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Aborted Flight

Christien Ray – Flighty words

Brave & Reckless

words are wily things
that wiggle
and twist
‘round my mouth
they dart delicately
hummingbirds
toward the tip
of my tongue
then change direction
abruptly midflight
swallowed
once again
I long to give them wing
allow them to feel the sun
the air
but they nest
deeply in my throat
unseen
unsaid

© 2020 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved

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Movie Musical Challenge: Grease – Paula Puolakka

Paula Puolakka – slippery misfits

Brave & Reckless

I’m the part that fits here, one person states.
I’m the part that fits there, another person declares.
I’m the part that goes left, somebody yells.
I’m the part that goes right, someone else sighs.

Society is a machine,
and to make it run smoothly,
we need grease.
Who are the agents who do not fit anywhere
and yet, they are needed everywhere?
Who are the agents who do not carry labels
and yet, they are obedient to their Lord?

Be here.
Be there.
Be everywhere.
Don’t join the army.
Don’t join the party.
Be in the Club,
which is not defined
by anything
detectable by the Eye.


Paula Puolakka is a Beat poet, writer, and MA (History of Science and Ideas.) Her latest poems can be found, for example, through Rattle Poetry’s Rattlecast #5, Rattlecast #25, and Poetry Potion .

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Movie Musical Challenge: Fame’s Folly – Pallavi

Pallavi – Folly & Fame

Brave & Reckless

There’s a fable in the forest of fame

whispered among trees.

Passersby that meander inside

are often reluctant leavers, teetering as trespassers,

petrified to see the glory cease.

The mortality of travelers

is a well known but unspoken secret,

for, it’s deep rooted in the infamous folly of

“THIS WON’T HAPPEN TO ME!”

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Fame comes with a folly, an illusion. The famous feels the game will never cease to exist, but no matter how much and how hard they try to hold on to it, the glory soon fades away. What they are left holding at the end is often what was most neglected.


Things which get my endorphins pumping – my kids (mom of two), coffee (green tea just doesn’t do), writing (find it a cathartic release), dancing (absolutely, first love it remains), reading (with or without coffee), working out (with my husband as my buddy).

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Moon Ate the Dark Challenge: Coming of the Dawn – Eugenia

Eugenia responds to the “moon ate the dark” challenge

Brave & Reckless

ebbing of twilight
ebony sky no ivory
wandering omens
silhouettes on the shade
yes, I saw your face
star-crossed lovers
hush the sad, sad song
life’s a slippery slope
my imaginary friend

ah, not the last dance
lives left better to chance
good morning starshine
the moon ate the darkness
all the world is a stage
behold, let the sunshine in
such a lovely place, let it be
let it be from me to you
I’ll follow the sun
born to be alive
yesterday.


I enjoyed a dedicated career in the insurance industry for over 20 years of being rewarded both professionally and personally. Now it’s time for me to follow my dreams by doing things I enjoy…spending time with family, traveling, writing poetry and encouraging others to pursue their goals.

You can read more of Eugenia’s writing at Eugi’s Causerie and Poetry Palette

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