Thursday photo prompt: Rift #writephoto

Beware the sleeping Dragon

Can

you see

him there his

Head finely carved.

Eyes fixed in a stare.

Don’t walk upon his back

Be respectful and have care

For millennia he’s slept there

Resting, gathering strength he awaits

Merlin’s call to help save us from our fate.

We

Do not

See him there

We choose not too

Dragons are not real

Ever denying truth

We do not believe enough

Yet the Dragon believes in us.

Storing his strength to be ready

For the call he will rise when all else falls.

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This double Etheree was brought to you as part of Sue Vincent’s #writephoto.

The 2019 Annual Bloggers Bash Post Competition

A reminder about the Blogger’s Bash Competition “Five”  and a tale of Fivers and useless notes  from Geoff.

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Wordless Wednesday: Me and Ruby.

One-Liner Wednesday –

This week I am joining Dale at Dairy of an internet nobody with his Alternative Dictionary.

Conpodium : A plinth for a criminal.

Okay this is a WRONG spelling. Let’s try Consensus : A list of conmen or criminals.

Check this out Ritu 💜💜💜

This silliness is brought to you care of Linda G Hill’s #1linerWeds.

The female of the species

I’ll wager you will enjoy this 😃

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WHAT DO YOU SEE? MARCH 19/2019

Pixabay

Shades of Grey

Everything was grey

No difference twixt night or day.

There was no joy or happiness

Colours were banned, put to rest.

Buildings crumbled, neglected

Hope was pushed out rejected.

Water had all but run out

Food was dwindling no doubt.

Everyone was dower, sad

They had lost all they had, had.

One night the sky came to life

Colours across the grey did strike

Few saw, all to busy looking down.

Trapped in twilight stumbling around.

The words painted on the wall

Like a joke taunting them all.

A distorted ladder did arrive

One brave man climbed to reach the sky.

“Yes”he said “the beginning is near”

“But it is the end for us I fear.”

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This is part of Hélène Vaillant’s What do you see.

Twittering Tale #128 – 19 March 2019 – Pug in a Blanket

Photo by Matthew Henry at Unsplash.com

Azriel was missing, Mike and Gabe had searched hi and low to no avail.Satan was enjoying watching them.The Big Man had located him. Sitting on the bed at flat 23, swaddled in a blanket. OMG she’s cute Dave I love her so much. Azriel cringed at the word she. Satan was having fun.
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This is part of Kat Myrman of Like Mercury Colliding’s Twittering Tales.

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 128 #SynonymsOnly: Spring and Sing

 

Season’s Joy

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Life abounds

New and fresh I bounce

Birds chirrup

Like my  heart

A  chorus for this season

Jump high voice my joy

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Images from Pixabay, photo of  woodland  flowers  is mine.

The  above is a Spring time  Song of  joy, both words  substituted for synonyms as part of Colleen’s Weekly  Tanka Challenge.  

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #245 Easy&Ride

Easy the journey

Bird takes the seed for a ride

It falls to rebirth

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Autumn winds carry

Dead leaves. To and fro they ride

So easy they glide

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Transition to death

However we may prepare

It’s no easy ride .

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Top image from pixabay

Second image from pixabay

Last photo bis mine.

More Glimpses #newbook #booklaunch

Looking forward to reading this 💜💜

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