#Fairies, #Myths, & #Magic Author Spotlight Guest Posts – “All You Need To Do Is Believe,” by Judy E. Martin

I am delighted to be a guest at Colleen’s magical blog.

🍂Word Craft: Prose & Poetry🍂

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Welcome to my Author Spotlight Guest Posts


I have started a new feature on my blog, called Author Spotlight – Guest Posts. As you can see from the image above, I am looking for themed posts about fairies, myths, and magic. If you are an interested author and would like to be featured on my blog, please click HERE to find out more. ~Colleen~


My guest today is Judy Martin from Edwina’s Episodes. I met her about three years ago through our love of poetry while participating in a Haiku challenge. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t see a poem from Judy on social media that brings a smile to my face. She writes with a certain sense of humor filled with the poignancy of real life.

Here is Judy, reciting a poem that has become one of my  favorites:

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#WQWWC Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – MAGIC

Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.
Roald Dahl

This week for Colleen and Ron’s Writer’s Quote Wednesday challenge we have been given ‘magic’ as our prompt. I feel that there are many wondrous and magical things around us , if only we take the time to see it.

Magic is all around us

If only we choose to see.

The first cry of a baby

Delicious honey from a bee

The beauty of the countryside

In the flowers and the trees

The secret little kingdoms

That dwell beneath our seas

The sunrise and the sunset

Fluffy clouds that float on by

The aurora borealis-

That lightshow in the sky

The scientific breakthroughs

That helps us cure our sick

Magicians that keeps us guessing

At how they do their tricks

The glistening snowy landscape

Sparkling stars at night

Yes, magic is all around us

It makes our world so bright.

Ode to my Friend

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Image courtesy of Pixabay

Tomorrow is such a sad day for me

It is when I say my final goodbye

Your time on this earth has now ended

You’re going to join the stars in the sky

You were my best friend in childhood

We were together all the time

I loved spending time round at your house

And you were always welcome at mine.

Just like me you were clumsy

Always tripping over your feet

Once you gave me a piggy back

And we both fell over in the street!

You were always so very thoughtful

And every Valentine’s Day

You sent me a card and a present

 Even when I moved away!

Our lives moved in different directions

And yet, we never lost touch

Always there in the background

Despite, not seeing each other much.

I know you told me your feelings

And we decided that we wanted to date

We went out together at the wrong time

And ended up just staying as mates

I hadn’t seen you for ages

Then bumped into you when I had gone out

We stopped and chatted like old times

Your life seemed all sorted out

I can’t believe you have gone now

And that I won’t see you again

But I have such wonderful memories

And with me they will always remain.

World Poetry Day

I originally wrote this for last year but thought it should have another airing for those of you that missed it!

I love to write a  poem

About all kinds of stuff

The things that make me happy

Or to moan when things get tough!

There are many types of poem

From which to take your pick

A Haiku, sonnet or blank verse

Ode or Limerick

Some poems can be so funny

Others make you cry

Many are inspiring

So go and give one a try

I want to add my voice to others

In this unique display

Of poets coming together

For World Poetry Day!

Writespiration # 83 – Blackout.

For this week’s Writespiration, Sacha has given us ‘blackout’- to use as our prompt. I wasn’t sure which way to go with it, but this is what I ended up with!

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As I sit there watching the big screen

All settled in for the night

Everything’s suddenly gone quiet

And someone has turned off the light.

The pitch black makes me feel nervous

I don’t like being here on my own

I can’t haven’t got any candles

And the where in the hell is my phone?

It feels like the set of a movie

Where the killer is hiding upstairs

Waiting until the right moment

To capture his prey, unawares

My heart is starting to race now

My throat is all parched and dry

I need to go to the toilet

And I’m just about ready to cry!

When, suddenly a massive explosion

Of light and sound dims my fears

I can relax and calm down now

As the opening credits appear.