Rose Lind

“The dark nite of the soul.” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #221

CautionSwearing.Death from Cancer.Sexual references.That bag had laid next to that single bed, my single bed. It was an eternal reminder of the conflict of my life of caring, of not caring and being able to say, "I don't care!"I touched the play arrow for utube reiki on my phone, "Cleansing the Emotional Field". My emotions cannot be explained and trying to explain to others. "Them", the cause of paranoia, avoidance, pathological neglect of my heart, with the head, the ruler. As usual, I, I the culprit of that confusion, had placed a small b...

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“Purga Creek” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #219

WarningMurder most foul.Swear words.The grey movement between branches. Continuing an eye with natural yellow eyeliner, flickered, disappearing,. Reappearing, shaking dry leaf sound of dry discoloured leaves, snap crack, then released to be airborne.The September Spring means nesting, homes and families. The observation was joyous, void of need to control, to spy, to intrude. The observation was free.To a hungry outdoor cat, the grey feathers might have felt like a good opportunity for a warm meal. Carefully, quietly seeing from different an...

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“Butterfly Hunters” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #218

Void. Nothing. "Don't overtink this," I thought without my mind. Permeating me, the words, "Peace, perfect peace," Blackness.Thoughts... more thoughts pervaded me. A force, like petroleum jelly, collided into me; like I was some sort of dam burst, or an accessible creek where run off from a storm rolled over children's carefully placed rocks and pebbles, in Easter school holidays, trapped guppies for their fish tanks.  Rivers, Creeks, flowing, flowing, flowing as thoughts with energy. More black, more thinking. Hyper focus. No...

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“Our home is our Castle and our Mansion” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #217

Sensitive data for Australian Aborigines.Suicide.Phenomena **************************************Australia does not have castles, nor have I ever been in a castle. The official date of European occupation occurred on the 26th of January, 1777. The dark history of colonisation started the terror forever placed in the ancestrial genetic memory of all Aboriginal people continuing today.On January 1st, 1901, a group of hairy, long bearded, glim men sweltered under canvas shelters established the Commonwealth of Australia for Whites to govern in ...

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“Pegs” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #216

In the basket contained wet red cotton shorts, two black leggings pilling on the crutch, a wool blend navy jumper included in a laundry bag, nickers with various patterns and a pink dressing gown with faded coffee stains and cigarette holes. Each was lifted and left to dry in the Australian winter sun.We had had long, cold nights, westerly winds, and the adaptation was to catch the warmest part of the day and when the sun would air dry the garments.Australia has a unique washing line called the Hills hoist. Although the company closed their ...

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“Australian Google App.” by Rose Lind

Trigger: bad languageI needed a planned journey today. I was up early and found Google maps. Journey start? 33 Pomegranate Street, Booval. Journey destination? 35980/48 Vulture Street, Southbank. A pink window covered the instructions. I read the window expecting to see scam or span, instead, it was an invitation to try a new and experimental Google Australian Maps App. I had dressed and drank a cup of coffee. I checked the time, 11.01, I had an hour before I needed to leave. The allowance of two hours for traffic and possibility o...

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“Dick and Dora” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #208

Warning Sensitive information, sexual references, physical abuse, subtle question defaming racismI would like to tell you an elementary reading book I and others learnt how to read, in grade one, Australian primary school, over 50 years ago.Dick, the boy, and Dora, the girl, mostly ran, and Nick, their dog, mostly fetched their ball.****************************************See Dick run. See Dora run. See Dora throw the ball. See Nick run. See Nick fetch the ball.I was four years old when I mouthed the letter sounds of those above se...

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“The cat blinked.” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #207

To imply the word "facade" means cultural control. It means the ball of twine is tangled and dirty, and the culture wants to blame the cat for the abhorrent mess. The cats of the world are the most obvious blame, aren't they? So let the yod, or the finger of God, squarely point at the stereotype, the cat! The weak, the coward, choose not the internal journey of teasing out the dried leaves, spider webs, mud, and/or excrement from thyself, lest of all straightening the string. "NO," says the hive mind, readying to wre...

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“Arachnophobia ” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #206

It was a long time ago. I think the Australian Southern Cross is good at yoga, taking eight legs and pressing two legs at each corner of the perimeter of imaginary square forming a stick and hook like cross. It's body having yellow curved stripes, probably to warn off predators and its orb with gossamer stretching out to a post in the group carport, whilst other supporting threads catch the clothes line and if not careful will extend to the car's side mirror. My friend was scared when she arrived late after an appointment at the doctor's sur...

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“Raw” by Rose Lind

Warning bad language, sexual violence whilst under the influence ofvwine with a lined stomach.The full moon is such a dreary thing. It's in capricorn tomorrow! My son is capricorn so I affiliate with that but not the full moon! So get dressed in your gowns with hoods! Me I just know it is the womb about to menstruate.im not concerned with punctuation, spelling or anything! And I'm putting in another exclamation no editing because it is so.A long time ago I was born. I had the planets tell me what I was here for, not the world! So as I write ...

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“The Bird family welfare check.” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #157

Today, as I trudge up the slant of a hill, I thought my usual thought. I was wondering if the Australian winter sun was merely an old Art Deco lamp, projecting dwindling shapes of coloured light onto the damp, decaying leaves and frost bitten long grass under my boots. The dregs of the Snowy Mountain's iced wind, unwelcomed by us Queenslanders, had once again whistled not only thru the August Brisbane Ekka show, but onto my exposed kidneys. I was wearing a singlet but that wasn't enough protection, so I pulled my bright orange vest tight aro...

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“Curiosity shop” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #143

Happy New Year, Easter, Mother's Day, Merry Christmas! It's too fast, too fast! I'm so busy, busy, busy! We had many last minute rush orders to complete this last week and we are almost done, Thank Heavens. So many times I had to borrow time to consciously breath before I could see the walls ! True story!I will be finishing work normal time this afternoon and plan to do Christmas present shopping! Yes, I could easily try the Net, you know scrolling with my feet up, tasting a chilled glass of wine and television going on in the...

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“Share dreams” by Rose Lind

My life had gone random again! Over the last two years the Covid crisis had changed my job hours and placed me, along with seventy percent of the population, in a work-from-home environment. I learnt, most times, to expect the unexpected and had adopted two pets - family - for company: Judah, a bulky Fox Terrier; and Amelia, a Moggy cat, with half her tail missing.  Sometimes work would get very busy and dense with hours. I would forgot life, as I plugged into and toiled through mountains and valleys of brain teasers...

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“Australian storm” by Rose Lind

Submitted to Contest #112

Victoria 510 new cases! New South Wales 1248 new cases! Queensland no new cases! Sweet! The trees stood tall and did not blow breeze this afternoon; to me, they do that when expecting rain. I love walking along a dirt bush path in stillness of something like a grove. I wondered, as I looked at the sky? There was a a white wadding of clouds on the horizon, broken by the many rigid tree trunks, but nothing too drastic! The tinder ground exposed a single file of marching ants to Jimmy's foraging nose. Some of them got stuck in his invasiv...

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“Never ever never” by Rose Lind

Too much had happened in my life. In my school days we had to during religion studies ponder on the statement, 'No person is an island". In truth it was "No man is an island" But that is sexist. In my youth He meant He and She, as did Man mean any Human being. It's confusing, you know, but misogyny does not allow any sort of questions unless, of course, the questions are asked by important people, usually men...  So I'm sitting looking at the metaphor. My comprehension was not so good in primary school but improved in high school....

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