As If We Never Said Goodbye {Trifecta}

Kin.

My people.

My tribe.

Friends by any other name: playmates, colleagues, protagonists and sages:

(please use the 3rd definition!)

I wish to say:

Thanks for teaching me how to ride a tricycle. 

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The very last prompt for our beloved Trifecta. 
33 words from my heart to yours. 

My heart will always be fuller and my vocabulary richer because of the friendships that Trifecta brought into my life.

Because I love quotes and I love each of you, this seems like the perfect gift to give all of you.

If the only prayer you ever say is ‘THANK YOU’ that will be enough

Lisa and Joules: you are incredible, inspiring women.

Thank you for welcoming me back week after week, thank you for mentoring my journey, honestly thank you for just coming over to visit and read. It always meant so much to me to have you in my space.

THANK YOU Trifecta.

See all of you on our next adventure! 

Interstellar Love Affair {Trifextra}

The universe aligns to separate our passionate kisses.

So meet me halfway, our souls in space, where we can dupe the time continuum with intimate prose.

Satisfy my yearning with a sweet colloquy.

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Trifecta? I miss you already.

 This Trifextra of 33 words brought to you by the word: satisfy.

How Authors Redecorate {Trifextra}

Take our offerings and repaper the world.

Using them to smooth the wrinkles, filling in the fissures of life

Until our voices

Shout (stats! proof!) –

Community is just a synonym for love.

 

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I’m terrible at goodbyes. Once I let something or someone in I don’t often let go.

So when I read that Trifecta is closing shop at the end of the month my heart twisted and ached, but then I realized that it’s not time for all the words and feelings I have about the people and words that this community as brought into my life, the friends or even the immense inspiration.

Not yet.

Instead it’s time to write for Trifecta.

(if you’re reading this you know how much I love having you visit)

Wishin’ & Hopin’ {Trifextra}

If that genie in a lamp comes a’callin’
I’s gonna tell him to keep dem riches while refrainin’
from askin’ for “three more”.
The only wish I’s got is to be sayin’;
Baby, that wasn’t what I meant.

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Trifextra this week

33 of our own words, then adding “that wasn’t what I meant” to end the story. 

Last Season’s Love? {Trifecta} {Chapter 11: The Love Story of Kimmy & David}

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Nico stood with his toes hugging the edge of the cliff.

Taking in the glorious sunrise of Positano this “land of a thousand steps” was more beautiful than any place he’d ever seen.

Arms pinned at his side, he pushed off in a rush of air,  executing a perfect pencil dive. Nico plummeted nine feet, past jagged rocks and hidden stone crevices, hoping the babychain hadn’t lied.

Pure ecstasy, mixed with exhilaration and fear as he surfaced.

Swimming leisurely to shore, Nico wondered if Dani if had returned to the villa. She’d left before dawn, her exit a message of independence and indifference. He pretended not to care; their arrangement was one of lust not love, excitement not expectation.

He reached the rocky beach of the Amalfi Coast, where the oceanfront was quiet, catching site of the dome of Santa Maria Assunta shimmering high above him.

In their early days,  Dani had  talked of the church often , her descriptions making even a house of God seem sensual.

Vieni a casa con me” she’d whispered over dinners and walks in Central Park, “Come home with me Nico.” she’d purr, “Come. And I’ll show you the true Italy”

It had not taken much to persuade him. Soon, he was informing his firm of a leave of absence and his days became filled with the sweet touch of Daniela; her legs spread, his mind opened.

But these days he worried about a funk.

Just last night on the piazza they’d sipped Limocello, both eager to escape to the canopied bed at the Palazzo Murat, but the aftermath of  their  romp produced an uneasy silence instead of their usual (intimate)  slip into satisfied sleep.

 He’d long accepted they were never meant to last but Nico now feared their affair was una donna finita, no longer in fashion.

 

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continuing my WIP:  “The Love Story of Kimmy & David

Trifecta’s word of the week is FUNK.

if you’ve missed any of this LOVE STORY, you can click HERE to catch up.

The Defense Rests {Trifecta}

I remember the smooth ridges of your keen mouth.

Kisses don’t lie, lips do.

Cloaked in betrayal I bear your cross examination.

Swear to tell the whole truth?

It‘s not me, it’s you.


Trifecta:

This week we’re asking for exactly 33 of your own words about love gone wrong.

But we’re asking that you not use any of the following words:

love
sad
tears
wept
heart
pain

This weekend’s challenge is community judged.

The Crush (Trifecta)

Thomas Leuthard / Foter.com / CC BY

 

Trudy was supposed to be studying, as the stacked books evidenced. But the pretty words she poured down the page had nothing to do with physics.

These days she was fascinated with chemistry.

 

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Trifecta:

On to this week’s Trifextra challenge. This week we’re asking for 33 of your own words inspired by the following picture. If you use the picture on your blog, you MUST give proper attribution to the photographer by providing a link to the photo, not just to Trifecta. Failure to comply will eliminate you from the challenge.

Reservations: Trifecta

The first time I saw him; I took a breath and shared a smile.

Fate had brought us there and I was sure of my heart’s lot.

FOOL!

For while his kiss was warm, his heart ran cold.

Trifextra:

We are asking for a 33-word response to the following snippet:

The first time I saw. . .

Here’s the catch: all of your 33 words must be one syllable each. We’re going low-brow on your this week. Or not. Can you class it up under these restrictions? Give us your best.

To clarify, we are giving you 5 words. We want another 33 from you, for a grand total of 38.

Daily Declaration (Trifextra)

 

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It’s been a very long December. Maybe you’ve been wondering where I was.

If you haven’t heard yet, my baby brother Ben passed away suddenly on Dec 10th (he had been on life support after a massive heart attack on Dec 6th but we were waiting to donate his organs).

I haven’t been writing or thinking lately.

Just breathing.

In and out.

We celebrated Christmas this year in a bittersweet way, taking time to reflect and reminisce, hurt and begin our individual healing.

One of my gifts was a bracelet from my niece that took my breath away with it’s symbolism and message.

“Love this life.”

So simple.

Be present.

Be yourself.

Love this incredible life you’ve been given.

 

That’s my resolution this year, to be grateful, each and every day, for the life I am living.

 

(I am ever so grateful for all the love, care and support I’ve being given from every corner of the world. I am overwhelmed and comforted by all of it. I am loved and by extension the memory of my brother is one of love. THANK YOU so much for that)

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Trifecta 

Michael Hess inspired us with his three word New Year’s resolution – just be nice.  We’re asking for your own resolutions in just three words.  Make it count; we’ll be checking back in come 2015. – See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/12/trifextra-week-ninety-nine.html#sthash.rajh8XAe.dpuf

Michael Hess inspired us with his three word New Year’s resolution – just be nice.  We’re asking for your own resolutions in just three words.  Make it count;  we’ll be checking in come 2015. –

Michael Hess inspired us with his three word New Year’s resolution – just be nice.  We’re asking for your own resolutions in just three words.  Make it count; we’ll be checking back in come 2015. – See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/12/trifextra-week-ninety-nine.html#sthash.rajh8XAe.dpuf

 

We’re asking for your own resolutions in just three words.  Make it count; we’ll be checking back in come 2015. – See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2013/12/trifextra-week-ninety-nine.html#sthash.rajh8XAe.dpuf

 

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Don’t Wake Me {Trifextra Weekend}

 

She woke before him, while the sun was still stretching, and placed a hand on his bare chest to touch the beat and heat of him.

Fantasy and reality’s amalgamation never felt so good.

 

Trifecta Weekend

This weekend we are assuming that many of
you are slogging your way through leftovers and family bickering (or is that
just us?) and thus we’re going way easy on you.  This weekend we are asking for
a 33-word free write.  Give us whatever you’ve got.

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