May 29, 2019
Unanswered Prayers: Reflections of Social Media
©️ NZain 🙂 Robotewske
Traffic. Was. Terrible.
By the time my carriage arrived at The Ball
Cocktails had been served
And all “The Besties” taken.
I watched as
Girls in taffeta, jockeyed
One another
For advantage—
One chance.
One prize.
But the Prince, already obviously quite intoxicated
With a certain seductress—so
Not this time. Not this year.
Ahh—not all was lost…
Me and four other late-to-the-ball-comers gathered together outside; in a manicured
garden, around an old
stone fountain—under a smiling
moon.
(I wish I could write the fragrance of every flower so you, dear reader, could understand-you will just have to take my word–it was a perfect evening.)
We each
In turn
Told one another our
Dreams and
Aspiration. Our
Fears and Hopes.
Our
Sorrows…
And after a while-
“Hey my feet hurt!”
“Mine too!”
And looking down-
Raising our skirts
Realizing each wore a pair of dainty glass slippers—entirely too small—we laughed.
Happily
We each
In turn—flung those shoes-of-illusion
Into the old stone fountain—thanking our fairy-godmothers
For unanswered prayers.
They were quietly and inconspicuously watching
From inside a near by gardenia bush–smiling to one another.
And just at that moment
At the eleventh hour
Several young butlers
(Might I add also quite charming in their tuxedos)
Appeared as if destiny–
On a low balcony
Upon hearing our giggles.
Our naked feet now quite green
Stained with pure joy and chlorophyll
They asked:
“Would any of you ladies care to dance with a few gentlemen?”
And they kicking off their shoes and rolling up their pant-legs
Joined us on the old manicured lawn, around the old stone fountain, under that old smiling moon…
How to describe the feeling-dancing barefoot in the soft grass? A thousand and eight words would bore you to tears and still not be enough to explain.
You simply must experience it for yourself.
But please. Just take my word. It was a perfect evening.
The solidarity of sisterhood was born on that evening. Five strong.
And as for the Prince?
Well, after the intoxicants climaxed to a crescendo of caterwauling and taffeta tearing—
We could only imagine what happened next. For we were each in turn all safely back home in our beds fast asleep before the clock struck midnight.
But we sure heard about it the next day.
Very good NZ! My dreams are never so fascinating, not that I would want to dance with a butler anyway. Well done though!😃😺🌙
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You would like to be one of the butlers in my story dancing with a pretty lady, eh? Thanks for reading, Steve. 🙏🏻 and thank you. It feels a bit like I’m back in school. Ha! Watch out for spiders! 🙂
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Don’t even mention spiders!! Well, I’m off for the night, see you tomorrow.😁🌙
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Rest well…
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Good morning NZ! Yep, slept well, time for a new day and hopefully get a lot done. Enjoy your day!😃🌞😺
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Hi there Steve! Can I just say—seeing this just put a great big smile on my day? 😊🙏🏻💞
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Glad to hear that NZ! Now you helped my day as well, since things are not going too good at the moment, hopefully just a temporary problem.😄😺
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Uh oh—problem resolved? Glad to help.
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Not resolved, I wish it was, it’s making me a bit nervous and I won’t know for a while yet, hopefully it all works out though. Thanks.😃😺
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I hope so too. Now you’ve got me suspensed—is that a word? Ok, be well…
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Sorry about that, would like to tell you, but this is something I need to keep to myself for now.😀
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Well—I suspected. Not even going to ask. But I don’t worry about the Bear Whisperer….
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Positivilutely! Nothing to worry about, I can do that part!😂😹
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I could not in a thousand words explain how much and why I love this, you are going to have to take my word for it… 💕
This is the most heartwarming story ever. The birth of sisterhood on that lawn…. sigh. I felt drawn into that scene and wished I were transported directly into it, barefooted on the lawn with those I can share every hope dream and failure with. Screw the prince (not literally), give me my girls!!! I love it how you have made a fairytale so relevant for our time now… and these lines:
Our naked feet now quite green
Stained with pure joy and chlorophyll
How these made me smile!!! Magnificent!
You’re the best 💕
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Glad you felt drawn into it—I could hear your laughter as I was writing. This was a fun story to write. From the perspective of an old grandmother telling the story—and feeling so youthful again! Innocence. Thank you, dear Rachel for reading and for sharing your thoughts. 🙂
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Thank you, you are officially my ray of sunshine ☀️ 💜💜. So pleased you heard my laughter.
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Funny, I’ve never heard you speak let alone laugh. Just my imagination inspired by your words and smiles, and the genuine feelings you express through your poetry and our interactions.
I envisioned the feelings of pure joy shared with a group of women—and how attractive that would be to true gentleman. How friendly it could be—not mean-spirited competition—every girl has a fairy godmother—a sisterhood. And “five” is of course just a symbol—could be five could be a hundred girls.
You can call me Ray if you want to 🙂 I like that name. ☀️
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Oh Ray, this was truly such a beautiful thing to have read. As you’ve written about before, the relationship between women can be so strong and wonderful. Here’s to strong, supportive, and genuine sisterhood 💜💜
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Yes! Cheers to all the beautiful—inside and out—strong, supportive women who smile—even when it hurts. 😊 genuine sisterhood.
RayZain—ooh that has a pretty ring to it…
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I love this!!! Your words took me on a trip of pure delight, my feet are still feeling the soft grass. 😊💚
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Oh Charlotte—thank you! Bare feet on soft grass (or sand) is pure delight! I’m glad you enjoyed this fairytale 😊💞
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I loved this so much I shared it on my FB page and LinkedIn
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I am very grateful for this thank you. 🙏🏻
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This made me smile oh so big!!!! I ❤️❤️❤️this!!!! I could imagine e being there! 🤗
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I’m so glad this made you smile and you could imagine being there…ah the fragrance of gardenias…and those lovely ever-present fairy godmothers watching over…🧚♀️💞
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A fairytale for sure! 😄
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I have a bit of romantic in me :).
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😄It shows
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🥰🙈🙏🏻 hope you are having fun with your family
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(I wish I could write the fragrance of every flower so you, dear reader, could understand-you will just have to take my word–it was a perfect evening.)
I love that part! How it breaks the flow and brings this piece alive!
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Thank you, Nathan. I’m glad you saw that. 💞💞💞
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Loved the creativity. We all have dreams and that makes us all the same. We’re all struggling, all trying to make ends meet. We’re all in this together 😊
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🥰 Lovely! Well said. Yep. We are all in this together—and even though we are all the same—we all have our different roles to play—otherwise there would be no story.
We are all struggling to overcome something. But it’s also the choices we makes that matter. These five women chose not to go in—when they saw the truth.
Oh I’m glad you liked this. Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts.
I so enjoy your writing 🙂
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Agreeed. We all have a role to play. We do our part and leave…
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…before the stroke of midnight. 🧚♀️
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I get strong feelings of cinderella. I can close my eyes and feel myself laughing with those real people. Not ones without pain and fears and hurt. Ones who have experienced it all and still laugh. It’s better than the awful glass slipper anyways 😄
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I’m glad you can feel yourself laughing too! As always, your insights put a smile on my face😊
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Such beautiful and magical story , you took us to the middle of that ball to live these moments with you 😊👌
Hope your weekend is great 🌞🌸
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Hi Huguette—glad you liked it—and you felt you were there too! I too felt everyone’s energy in this—in the most delightful way.
Yes, weekend is good. Stayed away from the computer yesterday all day. Today my fingers are itching to write. 🙂
Also hoping you are well too🌻
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It is great indeed 😊
Being away from computer is the wisest decision 👌🌞🌞
I’m good thank you and have a great Sunday 🌸🌸🦋
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I’ll be by to visit you and your random thoughts later today….👩🌾💞
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No worries
Have a good day ahead 🌸💕
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NZ, your writing is the beauty of a thousand rainbows!
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I’m blushing and a little bit speechless right now. Thank you. 🙏🏻
Does it sometimes feel like words need to come out—almost like a splinter?
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A sincere pleasure… absolutely.
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