Category: Creative Writing

A microstory & vintage music

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Under the golden, full moon the mouse yawned. She gazed up at the moon from the terrace wall, her eyes aglow with the magic of its fullness. As the now-amber moon rose up, it was low on the horizon, and the mouse looked but a speck of dirt on a luminous disc by size in comparison.

            She gave a little cough and then tapped her tiny podium with her tiny wand. Another petite mouse came from the fire escape nearby, scurrying along quickly, nearly breaking a sweat, and he had on a bow-tie. The two mice sang for a while, mostly covers.

            Then, the tiny wand winked up and down, drawn by the mouse’s swift outstretched hand. Tracing a triangle into the dark air, there popped a cello with a player (and this one was a cat!). Then, she traced a rectangle right straight out in front of her, and there popped a snazzy piano!

The night lights twinkled and the moon grew dizzy. After all the hours gone by, there formed around the moon’s crown were grey clouds, stirred up from hours of the night, filled by her imaginings as she reflected down into the distance, listening to the melody from the marvelous mice during the night.

See the link down below for just some of the mice music.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9jwPqDVtsTU

This post was created for Nano Poblano, the world’s least-official November blog writing challenge. I’m participating in the blog challenge this year, trying to post every. single. day. for the month of November. The plan is to be random about what I blog about. This is the first time I am using the new editor on the computer, and I’m not sure how to change the font size yet for the link and block below. Feel free to click on it to learn more about Nano Poblano!

Nano Poblano is here.

Apricot yums & Cheerpeppers

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Bites in the making!
Apricot yums

These are tasty and make a fun and nutrition- packed treat for everyone. My toddler loves them, and I make them differently just about every time. I cook food from my heart, so I basically measure only about 50% of the time. Here’s my creation:

Here’s what’s in them:

Almonds 1 cup

Dried apricots 1 overstuffed cup

Rolled oats 1 cup

Almond extract 1/4 tsp

Goji berries: handful

Dried mulberries: handful

Golden flax: small amount

Unsweetened coconut shreds added during rolling.

So the pictures above are from the batch I made today. They all have different levels of beauty. This might not be my most pristine group of yums, but I know they are yummy and so does everyone who tries them! If I were doing professional food photos, I would have probably been more selective and taken my time and used a filter.

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I signed up for posting daily. I don’t know why. I am already quite busy, and I probably won’t post every day, but it sure seemed like fun to try to make a post everyday about something random. Random is my style for this, I like to have some free flow and no pressure type of activities, so maybe you will see a lot more of Fiestaestrellas in November! WE shall see!

Sign ups are here:

https://cheerpeppers.wordpress.com

I’ll have to get the banner and come back and paste it on this post, at some other time.

Tis the season for blogging, holidays, fun, and writing! 🧡

🍂🧡

On By Ka Malana - Fiestaestrellas.comIn Abundant Earth, Creative Writing, Creatrix7 Comments

today is a new day to

join the center,

live in the warm embrace

of our spirited home.

I coil inward like a snake

as part of nature that hums

with the sounds of earth,

and the moisture of the rain

that’s incoming,

makes transitioning gentler.

the weather has cooled

with the crow’s caw.

the trees are more relaxed.

here, where the sun shines

consecutively, we get a chance

to dance along the edges of

clouddrops somersaulting;

its tiny splash of autumn

dives into me and my heart

is at rest.

Blue plants

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The filter is blue but not the object itself. There’s a philosophy there, in color

Once upon a blue time in the time of Blue Monday’s my heart was blue and not red.

This isn’t about oxygen or lack
thereof, it’s about the color of my passion.

Passion for cold, wet places, for darkness.

I still crave the darkness.

It’s too easy to thrive in light. Cool blue is calming and it’s sometimes the only color for me, and plants.

gray day

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Rain on the lake

activates ripples

increasingly the drops make

lashings of dimples

seagulls, pigeons and

ducks run amok

a social dynamic

wide-flapping panoramic

breeze in, breeze out,

waves up-down and about

rings along the ledges,

circled rocks, and maybe trout

a startle will break the ground

and send attendees to the sky

making a canopy of dots speckled

with abundant overfly

rain blurs the distinction

of dark to light

this gray day is heavy

but fresh and just right.

Not a Romcom

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Life is not a romcom.
More like a tragic humor show
while good sensibility meets
overtop frustration and
ultimately – the absurdity
repeats
repeats
situationally,
everyone is
in the same boat, on the same
stage, not the same page –
(!)
script-less
and
doing improvisation

like they never were trained.

but they were, because that’s life

training you every day. (registered trademark!)

Life is “practice,” …all of it.

—>so it’s more like an absurdist
play,
like an ironic,
silly show,

that can be tragic in all its ineptitude –
and cluelessness, and endless attempts to
dunk the basket in the wrong city for the wrong
team.

Moments are deep, penetrative and connecting,
quite serious.

but, while in a romcom: People experience drama,

in this absurdist play,
it a bit more like trauma,

this era,
constant recovery from
constant growth.

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A shooting free world

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there’s a request I heard
the angels put in.
they said with tears in their eyes!

do not injure my people!

if you are feeling lost and afraid,
take my sword, and march into battle
fearlessly with your essence of peace.

this sword is a gift to use with the clarity of your heart,
and the eons of wisdom acquired by your
soul.

be not afraid ~

for all this destruction cannot last
without creating better, more solid, and
more loving worlds. See the light is returning, it is.

I will keep showing you.

for every destruction, crushing heartbreak,

grows the strength of new life.

Youth has become abstract

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once when youth was in my blood
it pumped without observation
or goals

there was no rationing and saving
vigor for the reality of what
a “whole day” meant

talents showed up, and were always
unexpected, because years of hard work, attempts, were never behind them.

freedom meant overcoming the restrictions of parents, time-schedules, the expectations of others

not some quest for the dream of
what misinformed enlightenment offers: freedom from pain, suffering,
facing the self-imposed habitual mindset, only to

once again – liberate!

real enlightment, some promise we believe in, and strive towards, as we
grow softer and more supple.

but, there is a new kind of youth,
one less abstract, and gaseous,
nebulously unbounded.

there is youth in a form,
that has grown into a work of art –
still admittedly malleable while alive, while alive, always vibrant.

softer, more tender, more unbreakable

this new youth is form, built of the combination of vision and visionlessness.

it says, “I am aware that I exist,”
this awareness has the force of
water, the power to move mountains, the ability to perceive, to be a mountain, if it wills.

youth is not wasted on the young,
because it is truly what we grow into, if we allow it to happen.

ka malana c2019

Leaving the hobbit hole only so briefly

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when it’s springtime and the hobbit hole is so perfectly comfy,

but its super bright outside –

it might not be the time to write a poem, or gaze slowly and languishingly into your glowing glass of tea.

to celebrate your everything comfy,

or recollect whether not you are hitting your mark, and being in your daily diligent meditations,

being a good hobbit,

so you get out your broom and brush,
and put on some of that music that’s already playing in your head,

and you get to whistling,

and each step brings you closer to thick forest, as you sweep.

and maybe the critters are stirring more underneath your feet,

and maybe the clouds are articulating
and so

poetry,

can not be

avoided.

Free-falling into a new life

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this was going to be a “it’s the blog’s end” post,
finished the blog. Its mission’s run out.
the long pause at the end of a winding
road, or maybe that will come tomorrow.

service has been disrupted in so many
ways, and the vision vacillates while
the complexities loom.

i was planning on finishing everything
i started, once I realized that in principle
was a principle, just a principle;
and these are my rules now, whimsy be what
it may, the life-force answers to itself.

accepting a better version of events
can be whatever they end up being, and an end
can redirect meaningful energies,
free up resources,
provide inspiration.

what about a re-route?

the whole path has been a splinter!

an impulse quickly turned into a million,
refracted directions,
when with camera: mirror-less direct
images captured on film, in no order
but the perpetual march of the order
that is already given by the continuity
of the space that the events take place in.

this guide is so agenda-less. she’s had no
reason to spread a vision, word, in so
many directions. She is, in essence, “inert,”
lovably all her electrons are full in her
outer shell.

she seeks no bonds.

still she returns, one by one, and moment
by moment, as each strange inspiration
lingers in the new ways that it does, when it’s still
a stranger, and we are sometimes excitedly
courting each other. The self that meets a new moment,

“what will you be, how will you become?”

Light.

lost and found whisper

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i found my whisper
in the fuzz of my left pocket

this whole time she was
chilling with polly pocket
in her tiny mansion
in the fuzz of my left pocket

the whisper, she is
delicate and beautiful, as always
with a smile full of pink cotton candy
from the fuzz of my left pocket

i thought i was alone

but the friendly whisper
returned and brought with her a little
star that only i could see.

she told me that she can transmigrate
to any pocket i am wearing, on any given
day, even to that dress i wear with no pocket,
there,
she will be waiting for me
in polly pocket’s
decked out mansion,

if ever, i should need her.

Ka Malana ©2018

Mixed bag of Wishes Freed

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what’s in my little satchel?
freeing the ‘ever i was’ and
‘always will be,’ as are you.

updating, electrifying
characteristic of total love
i will read with excitement
and travel through all those
moments

of reciprocity
while i am busy,
and then scale up-down
into that once solid core of molten
awesomeness

that flows and roars
and sparks and lives, feisty-like
and friendly-like a happy
tail-wagging you know who.

Ka Malana ©2018

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When I was much younger than I am now (although I do feel like I am getting younger), I attended an undergraduate bachelor program and dual majored Anthropology & Art History and I got a film studies certificate. If I were to be doing ‘right now’ everything that I ever started (in order to finish it? – hopefully never), I wouldn’t be visiting your blogs, or etc., So – I learned over time that ‘little by little’ was the only way I could release the sharing valve in a way that didn’t tear up my own eyes and cloud my mind, so that I could continue to “allow in,” at the same time, more grace, as I try to release gradually all that energy that I’ve been consolidating within my being – and has been taking up space.

That said, I used to decorate some of my college notebooks.Then there are more sketches and forays…

 

I’ve needed to upgrade my own website for a while, but it keeps getting pushed to the bottom of the list, as I am in school/clinic now in a busy and rigorous graduate program, being an intern (trying to be that best one of me that I can be), and that is demanding pretty much all of my heart and soul (and body). I have understated that, or perhaps not. My blog is a tip of my proverbial iceberg, and I love what I do here. I use it to empty out what has been stored away, and is ready to transform.

Sometimes this arises in the form of poetry, sometimes it arises in the sharing of others’ work, or my photography, or the astrology that build Fiestaestrellas.com. Sometimes I just want to dazzle or delight, as I am receiving the same from so much Source at once! Thank you: Uranus moving into Taurus! Thank you New Moon! Thank you Mercury! Thank you Goddess/God/Spirit etc.

There’s a story about everything here, and some memories I have forgotten ~ for sure. But in every detail there is a whisper, a reminder, an impression, and a hint of a flavor or a smell, or an experience….

**The Gecko from the Temple at Lawaii International Center – where one can tour the 88 shrines, has made it to the page** He/she adds something very new…. and a warm welcome to all passers by… I met him/her and he/she is a gem. So that’s why the photo, I suppose.

**This and all published pages are subject to updates at any time, and may or may not become private at the author’s sole discretion.

Having an ego

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is like having an elbow,
or pair of bifocals

and it’s just natural
to make comparisons
with illusionary perception

illusionism in art is to
make the appearance of a
2D item, look 3D real

this type of illusion is
a skill development

having an ego
while seeing beyond it
is like eating food

it’s becoming something
alchemical

every 7 years they say the body
has entirely different cells
and maybe this blog is now made
up of new cells

How do i serve?

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you might find me whimsical
or wanderlust
or fractured and a bust
forcing a rhyme on a dime
or taking the easy peasy street

that is not me.

you might read a description i wrote
with a lengthy, dated timeline,
but i am not in those steps, nor in those
actions of my past.

i am here.

you might wander in the dark
tracing the light’s reflection on the
water.

here, you will find me, choppy and mobile
but as clear as the shine of light.

And, i am partly caught in the crabbers net
some fishing line in my hair,
because i’ve been swimming so long, long
in this selfdom, kingdom sea

still, i am here.

a mashup of experiences
a true, live human
living in the flicker of light
called a dream.

still, i serve.

lost, imperfect, easily disagreeable

still, i serve.

long ago, i wanted to be pretty and respectable, and now,
i’m rushing about the house, trying to figure out
how to show you that i have all the same
parts as you, hidden in the folds of my
awareness.

how i am outside and naked and clueless,
and still worthy of you.

Ka Malana©2018