Inside the Mind of Isadora


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Siren Dreams

Mermaid Sculpture.web      Siren Dreams                                        2020©IsadoraDeLaVega

Dreams are the greatest gift.

They unwrap your future.

Fall in love with life.

Embrace your dreams with passion.

Look beyond where others have been

to see where you will go

One dream can become real

a thousand dreams become possibilities.

2020©Isadora DeLaVega


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Sunday Song – Flor Palida

Flor Palida     2015©Isadora DeLaVega

If someone tells you a certain
song is important to them,
You should close your eyes,
turn up the volume
and really listen.
By the end of the song,
you will know that person much better.

2019©Isadora DeLaVega

Marc Anthony – Flor Palia

**** Flor Palida – Faded/Pale Flower


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Smile – After all – tomorrow is another day

After all, tomorrow is another day

When you feel so weak

And things look bleak

Tomorrow is another day

 

When you’re so blue

And don’t know what to do

Tomorrow is another day

 

When things go wrong

And you don’t feel strong

Tomorrow is another day

 

When your body says, “No”

But you don’t want to let go

Tomorrow is another day

 

When the sun starts to set

And fear the day is gone, be strong,

After all, tomorrow is another day

2018©Isadora DeLaVega


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Friday Fictioneers – My Herb Garden

Although weakened by her chronic arthritis, she managed to make her usual egg, toast and coffee breakfast.

She enjoyed her quiet mornings. She’d never thought she would. Age had greatly slowed her vitality.

Eyeing her window garden, the sun shone brightly on it. She cherished it. Thomas had planted the herbs for her. 

He was the sweetest caring grandson. He’d told her to add the herbs to her salads and foods everyday. He’d said they’d help with her arthritic pain. They did. 

She’d never been much of a gardener but would hate to disappoint Thomas if they didn’t continue to grow.

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

Photo Prompt©Rondo El Baccio

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Friday Fictiolneers – Wild Mushrooms

Boe was a good ole country boy; rich and handsome too. 

After daddy died, he’d had to run the farm. But, he was tired of milking cows and feeding hogs.

Boe took off for college in the big city. 

At a party, he met Victoria. Her sapphire eyes captivated him.

Eventually, Boe took her to the farm to meet Mama. 

He showed her around the farm. Pointing, she asked, “What’s that?”

“Wild mushrooms in dung. We feed ‘em to the hogs.”

She wrinkled her nose.

At dinner Mama announced, “Roasted hog and wild mushrooms tonight.”

Victoria wrinkled her nose again. 

2018©Isadora DeLaVega

 

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100 

Photo Prompt: Connie Gayer

 

 

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***** this is a rewrite of a story from 2015. The views were few back then since I had just started my writing journey.

Enjoy !!!


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Friday Fictioneers – In the Garden

 

She was waiting for him in the garden. He’d gone to get some wine for their moonlight stargazing tonight. He was always very romantic.

Walking among his many prize-winning roses, she was enveloped by their aroma. There were many varieties. He was proud of his green thumb.

Turning, she saw him running towards her.

“Mona!”

“My precious flower. The love of my life”.

He finally said it.

Oh, Pierre!

“Mona, my flower!”

“Oh, Pierre! I love you too!”

Pierre reached her. He knelt down and moved her foot aside.

“My flower!”

“You were standing on my prized-winning flower.”

2017©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100
Photo Prompt:Sarah Potter

 

 

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