A Busy Worker – A Riddle


A hard working girl that’s what I am

from the day I’m born ‘til the day I die.

After a quite spoiled nursery,

my work will be valued high.

**

There are 12,000 sorts of us

spread out in all regions of the Earth

even in the desert and the arctic circle

surviving heat and ice with mirth.

**

Some of us exist under water,

deep in an Australian pond.

Our buddies in the desert run the fasted

With at least three feet per second.

**

Our smallest sorts are tiny

Less than 1/3 an inch.

Our biggest friends are monsters

2 ¾ in. and they can bite and pinch.

**

We all live in a monarchy

Mostly working girls and queen

The boys are good to fertilize

then they die and food they’ve been.

**

We can carry 10 times our weight

We never rest or pant.

I guess you’ve figured out by now

Oh yes, I am an ant.

*****

(Copyright June 2018, Aurora Jean Alexander)


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To My Dad

21 years ago exactly on that day

I got the news off horror

that threw me off my way.

My Dad was in an accident

he wasn’t doing well

he needed some heart surgery

a bad night, that much I could tell.

**

Late that night I made a call

Only to hear the worst

I hardly could believe my ears

had problems with that first.

But I got confirmation

that it really has been true

my Daddy’s heart had given up

despair, it washed me through!

**

The greatest Dad, he was no more

his smiles are with him gone.

But still sometimes I see his face

At sunset, at full moon and dawn.

I’ll never forget what you have taught

us then, us kids and too your wife,

the lessons you gave all of us,

we needed for our life.

**

Never will I leave the house

no day will ever start

without a smile and a thought to you

who will always be in my heart!

**

THANK YOU DAD!!

*****

(Copyright Aurora Jean Alexander, June 2018)

Thank you Dad. That was you!!

 

 

Interview With One Of My Characters III

Hello, 

Welcome to ‘Writer’s Treasure Chest’. It’s wonderful to have you here.

Thank you, Aurora Jean. I really appreciate the invitation.

Please tell us a little bit about yourself.

Of course. My name is Mairead McCarthy. I’m originally from Ireland. Currently I’m looking for Simin Arnatt. I have been searching nearly everywhere. But whenever I seem to get closer, she disappears.

I know Simin. Is it important that you’ll find her?

Yes, very much so. I do have an order for her. From what I hear she’s the best in her job.

Oh, she definitely is. But can you tell us what you need her for?

Uhm. I’m not sure I should. Not as publicly as here. However, I need to find her. Can you help me?

Sure. I will give you the phone number of her agency after the interview.

Oh, This is amazing. Thank you.

But, please, tell us more about you. Who are you and what is your occupation?

Oh… I told you, I’m originally from Ireland. I love it there. My home is magical in many ways. As for what I do: I’m a jewelry designer.

I see. And that’s all you do? I mean, you don’t hide anything from us? 

(laughs musically). Of course I’m hiding something from you, what do you think? But don’t expect me to blurt it out here in public, I doubt that would be very smart. In particular not, since I need Simin’s help.

Of course. By the way: I’m very intrigued by your name. Does it have a meaning?

Yes. Mairead is the Irish version of Margareth and means ‘pearl’.

Hence, the jewelry designer.

Well, I figured I wanted something to do that fits me. Designing is a passion of mine. For quite a while I used to make my own clothes. But then: everyone is a fashion designer, obviously, even if they haven’t studied design or gotten the right education. You simply have to be some TV starlet and you’re an ‘expert’. That’s mainly why I decided to do something a bit different.

I studied gemology and mineralogy and closed with a degree in design.

Do you design for big houses, like ‘Cartier’ for example? 

No, sorry. I run my own business and it’s quite successful. It’s tiny but exclusive and I’m making quite a good living.

This is wonderful to hear. I am as well fascinated by your look. The strawberry blonde hair and the green eyes. 

It’s genetic. My mother looks just like me and so do my baby-sisters.

I’m sorry for interrupting. But I’m a bit eager to get Simin on the phone. Can we end this? It’s wonderful that I can be here. But I’m a bit impatient. I was looking for her for quite some time now.

I understand. But may I ask you something before we quit?

Sure, go ahead. What do you want to know?

Are you a creature of light or darkness, normal or supernatural, with or without wings and are you single?

(laughs) I’m definitely a supernatural creature of light. As for the wings: occasionally I have them. As for my marital status: I wonder why you want to know that, but let’s say: being one of ‘us’ means it is quite difficult to be in a relationship. Does that help?

Yes, it does. Thank you very much.

It was my pleasure. Thank you for having me.


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Wonderful Spring Time May

The sun sends light down to the Earth

to show the world that it is worth

the warmth, the sunbeams and the song

of Nature pure, it can’t be wrong.

**

When the ground it thirsts for something wet

if rain it needs, that’s what it will get.

Darkest clouds clot up there in the sky

The relief the dry ground feels like a sigh.

**

And still very soon after pouring rain

The world is bright and beams again.

The baby starlings scream for food

other birds as well, they feed their brood.

**

At night you hear the barn owls do

demand to eat, they’re hungry too.

Baby foxes play around, while Momma hunts

and the baby deer won’t make a sound.

**

Listen to nature and you can hear its song

when birds are racing all along.

Singing, twittering, and complaint

they live their life without constraint.

**

The world is old but in spring it will

renew itself with master skill.

Give birth, grow up and paint with ploy

colorful pictures for our joy.

**

Enjoy the spring, enjoy the stance

whistle, sing and also dance.

Soon enough the birds will fly.

And the Earth will once more getting dry.

*****

(Copyright: Aurora Jean Alexander, May 2018)

Pictures courtesy of: Country Style Magazine

 

Memorial Day 2018

“Our debt to the heroic men and valiant women in the service of our country can never be repaid. They have earned our undying gratitude. America will never forget their sacrifices.”

— President Harry S. Truman—


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We made it to Arlington.

(Memorial Day Song by Trace Adkins)

 

I never thought that this is where I’d settle down

I thought I’d die an old man back in my hometown

They gave me this plot of land,me and some other men, for a job well done

There’s a big white house sits on a hill just up the road

The man inside he cried the day they brought me home

The folded up a flag and told my mom and dad

‘We’re pround of your son’

 

And I’m proud to be on this paecful piece of property

I’m on scared ground and I’m in the best of company

I’m thankful for those thankful for the things I’ve done

I can rest in peace, I’m one of the chosen ones, I made it to Arlington

 

I remember that my daddy brought me here when I was eight

We searched all day to find out where my granddad lay

And when we finally found that cross

He said, ‘son this is what it cost to keep us free’

Now here I am a thousand stones away from him

He recongized me on the first day I came in

And it gave me a chill when he clicked his heels and saluted me

 

I’m proud to be on this peaceful piece of property

I’m on scared ground and in the best of company

I’m thankful for those thankful for the things I’ve done

I can rest in peace I’m one of the chosen ones, I made it to Arlington

 

And every time I hear twenty-one guns

I know they brought another hero home to us

 

We’re thankful for those thankful for the things we’ve done

We can rest in peace, ’cause we were the chosen ones

We made it to Arlington, yea, dust to dust

Don’t cry for us, we made it to Arlington

Characters and what or who inspires them – by Aurora Jean Alexander…

Today, our furry friend, The Story Reading Ape, published one of my gest posts. I’m very honored and flattered. Thank you so much for publishing it on your blog, Chris! ❤

Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog

When I start developing a character sometimes, I construct the person in my head; then I start writing down how she/he is going to be. First the ‘shell,’ then the inside. I very rarely ‘use’ someone I already know… someone I have met or is familiar to me.

It’s more that sometimes I recognize later, after the first draft, when I’m typing the book into the computer, that I find similarities with people I know.

This one time it’s a bit different.

A couple of months back I met a new co-worker of mine. She’s simply beautiful with her shiny black hair, blue ocean deep eyes, and her open, symmetrical heart-shaped face.

We talked about her descants and found out; she’s Irish. After talking to her and listening to her wonderful Irish accent, I decided I would love to use her as one of my main characters in one of…

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Happy Mother’s Day 2018

How Wonderful! Once again we all celebrate our Moms! ALL Moms!

Young Moms, older Moms, Grandmas, Mommys and every level of Mom in between.

Moms are a unique species. Heartwarming, caring, protective, selfless, supportive, nursing, sometimes hard to understand species!

Thank you Moms!!

Moms of human and other kids! YOU ROCK!!

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