The Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction, October 14, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story embraces the mud. What is the mud, real or metaphor? How does it transform a character or place? What happens? Go where the prompt leads! EXTENDED DEADLINE: Respond by October 26, 2021.
I’m in a Poetry Oracle mood and the words almost formed themselves today. It’s that kind of a day. ❤

“From Mud”
Breathe in the daffodil-yellow moonshine glow as dawn's sacred songs wander like a sweet water stream through the dark-colored rocks to the rapids below, where magic smolders in the beauty of the moment. Wander deep inside this thick verdant forest garden where the moss-rock green spirit world meets the darkness with pure light, where sun sweetened songs play in harmony as peaceful night moon lichen blooms in a fertile Eden sanctuary, born from spring rains and winter's mud. Therein lies the enigma of nature's rebirth... each periodic cycle originates from soil and moisture and terminates with air and fire. © Colleen M. Chesebro

Be wild, nature child!
Amazing 🤩
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Wow… thanks. 😀
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You are welcome 😇
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Beautiful, Colleen. 🤗🤗🤗
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Thanks, Marsha. It felt good to just write. ❤
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It’s therapeutic!
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It is. I’m so glad my huge rush to get things done has slacked off. I’m still worn out. LOL! 😀
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I know that feeling and I didn’t have a huge project! I’m proud of you!
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Thanks, Marsha. 🥰
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🥰🥰
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BEAUTIFUL!!
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Just some fun word play. 🥰
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well it sure worked!! 💕
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Thanks, Ruth. 🧡🎃🧡
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🎃🧡🎃
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Wonderful images Colleen. (K)
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That poetry Oracle leaves room for word play. It was fun to create. Thanks, Kerfe. 😍
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Such a glorious scene, Colleen – so tranquil and soothing.
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Thanks, Norah. The woods around here are so beautiful. ❤️
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💖
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Ahh, wonderfully earthen😊💜
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LOL! I had fun with the word-play. How’s your book coming along? I hope you’re doing well. We miss you, Jude! ❤
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Yeah it was a great read. The book is coming. I can’t wait to finally share it with editors at beginning of November. But I have ALOT to tweek before then. One moment I like it, the next I don’t. Then there are times I just want to toss the entire manuscript, then I’m loving it again. I guess this is all part of the process. I miss you guys too. I’ll be back properly next month but I’m learning to balance blog with all this. So I’ll read a bit more now,🤞🏾
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Yup… that’s the process. It sounds like you’re a seasoned pro. Until you get another set of eyes on the manuscript, it’s always a toss-up. You’re almost there! Bravo for all your hard work. ❤
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This reminds me of my time deep in the Pine Barrens of NJ… all the green growth, moss and the constant wet ground. It was beautiful and peaceful there. The smells… I will miss the air. You really painted a great picture for me of one of my favorite memories.
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Wow, thanks for your wonderful compliment. I love the forest and woods around my house so it was easy to write about. Thanks again. ❤
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“From Mud,” Like the sunrise from darkness, Like the truth brought to light, I rise. Not that I was destained to, But because I’m always in it. So, I rise. Not because I’m so strong, Not that I know all it takes, That I rise. But I’m always on the run, Chasing it, a lion chasing a prey, Yes, I rise. I know,I remember, it’s within me, But it never bogs me down, And so, I rise The empty stomach,an empty tin The hungry house,the air space But still, I rise. A certificate of isolation by people, A forest of mocking words But oh, I still rise And here I’m, strong,a king on his Throne Yet “from mud”
On Tue, Oct 19, 2021, 9:04 PM Colleen M. Chesebro wrote:
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That’s fabulous! You should enter that at the Carrot Ranch website. 🧡🎃
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What a powerful song of the earth, Colleen!
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Thank you. The forest is finally turning the colors of crimson, tangerine , and gold in middle Michigan. What a glorious site! 🍁🍂🐿
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