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Are you an aspiring writer, poet or artist? Or maybe you want to try your hand at any of the above? We want to share your art! Read directions on how to submit your creative work below:
For submissions: Send your short story or poem (150 words or less) or a photo of your artwork to Rebecca.Fending@lifestylesafter50.com with the words “Creative Corner” in the subject line. Please include which Florida city you currently live in to ensure that your work will be published in your local edition. Artwork must be before the 15th of every month, otherwise it will be held as potential news for the following issue’s publication. Include your name, phone number and address. Work is published on a basis of what space is available.
Creative Corner Submissions for February
A series of senryū by Stephen Lindow
Skylarks dart around me love who today is 100 The sea knows how far nowhere is, and will take you, if you let it The poem walked all the way from Mongolia to enter my mouth Three raccoons unfastened the wingnuts on the engine block Butterfly! If you fly straight you won't get dizzy!
“Imagination” by Elyse Van Breemen
I imagine Can you imagine too? Imagination is a good thing to do First you imagine Then you make things come true Imagine the sky Imagine the ground Imagine flowers growing around Imagine the stars Imagine the sun Imagine you’re having lots of fun What does imagination do for you? It helps you make your dreams come true.
“Musings from the Bell Rose Diner” by Bill Winters
I recall when fast food was at the chrome, train shaped building called “the diner” from the short order cook. Rocco was the Michelangelo of his craft. Ten orders simultaneously. Piles of cooked bacon. A Mount Olympus of hash browns. Eggs over easy surrounded by scrambled eggs. One misguided poached one for the only trucker who ate healthy. Rocco's hands a blur like a Buddy Rich drum solo. And yet he could converse on the Yankees or LBJ's War on Poverty. And a sixth sense about the popping of the eight-slice toaster. How Joe and Alice, Egan and I watched intently while reliving the nights highlights. Where have all the diners gone, long time passing?
“Your Card” by William Aldinger
I received your card today, what lovely things you say Much to my surprise, your words bring tears to my eyes I didn’t plan on falling in love, life’s secret from above You awake feelings inside of me, I thought never to be How our love has grown, a closer friend I’ve never know I’m glad you feel this way, happiness is ours each day You are so special my dear, your love is very clear In my life there’s no doubt, what our attraction is about Raising passion’s inside of me, passion’s I thought would never be Freshness of your charming smile, gives me comfort all the while I’m grateful our life’s we share, no question we really care No matter what life may bring, you are always my everything My heart I pledge to you, my love tender and true
“Lonely Street” by Chaim Freiberg
Red, yellow, green, The street-lights keep changing as before As if nothing has changed. What has changed then? I wait for a car to pass by, A reminder that we are still real In this unreality. Perhaps we are only dreaming? The street-lights at the corner are a glimmer of hope That we might wake up to find out That someone is still waiting
