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Rated: 13+ · Book · Personal · #1311011
A terminal for all blogs coming in or going out. A view into my life.
Started July 1st 2019 for contests, etc. as other blogs are filling up and have other purposes.

Ferry boat between Solvorn and Ornes across the Lustrafjord i Sogn og Fjordane.




I'm starting a new blog because
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L'aura del Campo  (13+)
Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation.
#982524 by Kåre Enga in Montana
had over 1,200 entries and that was getting close to full. I don't want to trim it by deletion. I did that once, much to my dismay. Will be used more for poetry.

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Hoarfrosts from Hell  (GC)
Anything I'm not happy about or that I don't want in my main blog!
#997339 by Kåre Enga in Montana
is still hidden from the public and will remain so. It's more personal and full of angst. Was used for 30DBC for May 2020 and now used for Blogville.

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Enga mellom fjella  (13+)
Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills.
#1317094 by Kåre Enga in Montana
was full... until the number of entries was increased. A mixed blog, mostly stories.

I'll be linking to
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On The Write Path  (13+)
ON THE WRITE PATH: travel journal for Around-the-World in 2015, 16, 18.
#2032403 by Kåre Enga in Montana
as I need to post there about my travels.

 
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O Pinions!  (XGC)
May my opinions gather wind under their wings and fly, perchance to soar.
#1501776 by Kåre Enga in Montana
is for my opinions. *Laugh*

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Nurture your Nature  (13+)
Look around. Let Nature nurture your Soul. I record images I sense and share them here.
#1439094 by Kåre Enga in Montana
was set up for nature observations and musings.

 
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Watt's Gnus  (18+)
On topics and today's gnus. Definitely opinionated. Set to 18+ for a reason.
#1439092 by Kåre Enga in Montana
come out of a need to share interesting stuff I come across. When I was young I did a small newsletter named as such. (or was it column in the newsletter? Been 30 years... I think.)

 
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Flash Fiction  (GC)
Short 300 word, more or less, "stories" .
#2190336 by Kåre Enga in Montana
is where I put my flash fictions. Maybe someday I'll figure it out and have enough good ones to publish. Ratings vary and some are hidden from view.

I've started an appendix (I no longer have one personally) to keep track of my Space Cadet journals for Space Blog. It's a work constantly under construction. Mind the mess.
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Space Cadet - the never ending journal  (18+)
Journeys of an Alien Space crew.
#2226611 by Kåre Enga in Montana


I needed to start a folder for contests as there are so many deadlines and details to remember.
 
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Conquest ... to keep track of contests  (18+)
A place to keep track of in progress works and up-coming deadlines as well as any awards.
#2233119 by Kåre Enga in Montana
(also very messy!) *Shock2*

 
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Blogville   (XGC)
Where bloggers meet and greet to read and share. No required prompt. Alias: blogville.
#2253938 by Kåre Enga in Montana
is for posting personal blog entries in hope that folks will comment and post their blog entries there as well. I will be commenting on all blog entries posted. It's my effort to rebuild a blogging community.

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Bibimbap 비빔밥   (13+)
Left-overs piled on hot rice and mixed.
#2296648 by Kåre Enga in Montana
an E blog focusing on food and culture. Easily digestible for the Queasy and Questioning.

October 29, 2020 at 2:48am
October 29, 2020 at 2:48am
#997058
For "Space Blog

"Where Does a Poem Live?"   [E] by fyn

Mini-critique: it's fairly new and needs a shave and a haircut. Other than cutting out a few weak words it needs to smooth out its rhythm, as that is the main poetic device. Verses 1-5 ask enough questions (ad nauseum questions are annoying) that 6 and 7 could be changed into statements. It could end on "to draw a breath and sigh". Everything after that is commentary and needs to be cut (or incorporated into the poem elsewhere). I wanted to like this more than I did. It has potential, so a 4.0 at this stage of development.

Prompt: Where does a poem live?

Within every speck and mote there lies a poem. It's like a block of stone that contains the statue. The sculptor merely realeases it. Once released the poem lives on long after the poet dies. Even if the words change... what is released has its effect on the living.


"Blogging Circle of Friends Use these words in your blog entry today: unmentionable, unaccustomed, collector, tree, book, ghosts

Daily Flash Fiction: witch, ghost, goblin.

I'm so tired of White American Halloween!

But... can I use all the prompts to write a short Space Cadet episode?

Within every speck and mote ... there may be life and therein lies a poem.

"There are no witches, ghosts and goblins except in old-fashioned books!"

We sat in the visitor's lounge while we traded with the Vulch collectors for unmentionable edibles. Xavier was human, not a very smart one, but deemed safe enough.

"Have you ever seen one?" he continued.

Cook interrupted by clanging some pots and pans. "Dinner's ready!" He'd received a shipment of fresh innards from the Kla and they were only good served hot.

When Xavier left, I turned to 90210. "And ... can you explain that?"

"Humans love myths. Humans love to dismiss myths. Humans love to argue over myths."

Cook and Kat laughed. Humans were dangerous. But 90210 was human.

"Look, I need to rest. But you all know that stranger sentients exist." We all nodded as she left.

"Goblins among the Pirates? They'll deny it. We know better."
"Witches of Arcrux? Barely escaped their spells."
"Ghosts? Have you sat in Grey Lounge the Kla prefer?"

I shivered. I hadn't believed in Ghosts but then I didn't believe in lots of things. Curious and unaccustumed to leaving good enough alone, I went to the Grey Lounge. If one were quiet enough one could hear... my 4 ears twitched. I thought it was a speaker at first, someone playing music a tad too loud but Gherald-the-Kla sitting next to me seemed un-perturbed.

"You hear it?"

I nodded.

"The Ghosts speak on their own wavelength, sing their own melodies, whisper in soft encryptions. We Kla listen in. They know things and know we are listening. They are poets."

"Are they alive?"

"Know any poets?"

"Been too focused on day-to-day living."

Gherald nodded.

"Are poets alive? The words of poets last long after they are dead. Listen closely and learn."

He seemed to nod off. I dozed too... as the melodies entranced me and the messages became clear.

Once there was a wise-old tree that died to become a book...


I turned it into a 'normal' flash fiction. "Ghosts of poets past [272] 299 words

Finished and posted another new poem (received Honorable Mention):
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My name's not Jack!  (13+)
Pumpkin wants you to remember that pumpkin pie is best from pie pumpkins shared with love.
#2236559 by Kåre Enga in Montana

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