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But I Smile Anyway...

It’s been quite a week, already, and it hasn’t even finished, yet.

BoJo made the announcement we all knew was coming, but kinda hoped wouldn’t. That ALL schools are reopening to the children on Monday, 8th March.

Now, as you all know, we have been ‘open’ the whole time, remotely teaching the pupils who would usually be in our classrooms, since January 4th.

The extreme lockdown was put upon the whole country, as another variant of the virus ravaged the country. That, and the fact that good old BoZo decided that a little mixing at Christmas wouldn’t hurt…

Boy, was he wrong! And to top it off, he allowed a huge amount of schools to start back, after Christmas, for one day, before deciding to send everyone home, to learn remotely. And that one day appeared to make a huge difference to the figures, in that they jumped, as the…

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Sue Vincent’s #writephoto. Anomaly.

Sue Vincent’s#Writphoto.
Hi everyone just a quick note if anyone would like to re-post any of their old #writephoto prompts please do. While Sue is not posting a photo prompt due to not being well, she would love to see old ones reposted.Now if you would like to join in please use the #writephoto badge

This part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt –  #writephoto. I wrote this one in 2016.

Anomaly  : The End

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The  birds  must  of  sensed  the  Anomaly  first  because  they  suddenly  left  the  area. None  flew  within a  twenty  mile  radius of the  moors. The lights  could be seen  by  day  and  night and  though  at  first  they  went unnoticed eventually  after  all the animals  left  and  all  the  flora  and  fauna  died   we finally  saw  the  lights.

What they  were  we  did not  know   but  people  thought  they  had  been  there  at  least a  month , well we  believe  it  had  been  much  longer  than  that.  News, unusually  for  news, spread  slowly. Looking back  I  think it  was fear  of  the unknown, everyone  thought if  they  ignored  the lights  they  would  go away.

Alas they  did  not  go away  in fact  they  grew, slowly  at  first  but  now  six months  on  they  have spread  from Britain right across  Europe and  Russia, Alaska, Canada now they  are  heading  toward the  Americas. Nothing  seems  to  affect  them nothing  seems  able  to stop  them.

Yes the  scientist  and  military  have  been busy  testing  the  anomaly  but  they  cannot  test light  can  they ….. it is  just  colour  it  is transient  it cannot  be  caught, measured  or, as it  appears, stopped. Amazing  isn’t it  every  government  in  the  entire  world  is  cooperating   with each other…. All wars  have ceased  in an effort  to  solve  the  problem.

So the  beautiful lights  are  moving  around  the  world  encircling  us  all with  their  ethereal hues. All the  birds  are  gone, the  animals  too. Nothing  grows  anymore  and  we  are  all loosing our  humanity. The  government  did  try  to  keep order  with  the  army  but  as  soon as  the  stocks in  the  shops  ran out  anarchy spread  like  wild  fire.

It  is  everyone  for  themselves , it is unbelievable   there  are  bodies  rotting on  the  streets  people are  dying of malnutrition,  disease , thirst and  plain simple violence. It is  awful  we  are  terrified  to  go  out.

All those  pictures of  people trapped in  wars, refugees  struggling  hand  to  mouth, thousands  of  people  in  Africa  starving  it  is happening  here in the  so  called  modern  world , though  the way it is now  that all the  fuel has  run out, apart  for a  very  few, we may  as well be living in  the stone age. No  “Feed  the  world ” when it is so  badly needed!

I mention “The  very  few”, those with  money  enough or  deemed  worthy of  saving  have  been  hidden away somewhere  to  ride  this  out. I personally  do  not  think  the  earth  will recover  from  this. If  it  does  my  group  and  I  do  not  want  to be  around  to  see  what is  left.

So  I  have  left  this  very  brief  account  of  what  has  happened. Tonight  we are  going out  to  watch  the lights  and  party  with  the  alcohol and  food  that  we have  managed  to  accumulate   we have  not  much  strength left  and  we are  sure  someone  stronger  will kill us  for our  stocks  before  morning.

Suicide  I  can imagine  you are  thinking  as  you  read  that last  paragraph , well yes  but  we have  had  enough  there is  nothing left  to  live  for . The  lights  will soon  have  killed  the entire  planet. I  have  to  laugh something  so beautiful  has  brought  us  to  this. Beauty  has  slaughtered  us, well no  we have  slaughtered  each other .watching_stars_without_you_by_chikaex0tica

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Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 46: (KNOT) in the D rhyme line.

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It is Wednesday and time for Ronovanwrite’s Décima Challenge.

Ronovan said : You may, if you wish, make some kind of link between the Haiku Challenge prompt of (SLIP and Time) and this Décima Challenge of KNOT in the D rhyme lineThis means you could write a haiku post using the prompt words. Then do a Décima post using this week’s prompt uniting the two with a common message. As always I make the link you can read my Haiku here.
The 2 CHALLENGES are SEPARATE but CAN BE combined if YOU CHOOSE to do so.

Time Slip

Image from Pixabay

We slip through the portals of time.
Caught in different streams we pass
Always missing you it’s a farce.
I reach out flaying around blind.
I slip through your grasp, so unkind.
I’m lost in a linear loop
All the chickens have flown the coop.
Climbing down slowly knot by knot.
Connecting the lines dot by dot
Torn assunder by Satan’s troop

One-Liner Wednesday. Men.

Hubby and I took Ruby for her second walk this afternoon and I was walking just behind them. Ruby stopped suddenly, so did hubby, so I stopped too, so as not to walk into Hubby. Ruby shifted back as did hubby’s…right on to my fault.

Hubby snapped”Don’t stand right behind mind me…be more careful” ?????

Bloody Men.

Oh, my foot is sore up it is okay.

This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

#TANKA TUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 214, #THEMEPROMPT

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Tanka Tuesday.

It’s the fourth week of the month! Are you ready for a theme prompt?

This month’s theme is:

Dreams.

Colleen suggested an optional form for us to experiment with. A few months ago, Merril D. Smith wrote a poem called a Diatelle. She found this form on shadowpoetry.com.

“The Diatelle is a fun, syllable counting form like the etheree with a twist. The syllable structure of the diatelle is as follows: 1/2/3/4/6/8/10/12/10/8/6/4/3/2/1, but unlike an etheree, has a set rhyme pattern of abbcbccaccbcbba. This poetry form may be written on any subject matter and looks best center aligned in a diamond shape.”

Image from Pixabay.

Night Terrors

Dreams
They grow
And they flow
In black and white
Your deepest secrets show
In shadows of darkest night.
Could there be escape from unearthly plight.
Is that sunlight or are we caught in headlight beams.
Rooted incapable of fight or
flight.
Face my demons dodging their bite
They chase and scare me so.
I aim for light
Where to go
Oh! No.
Dreams.

This is part of Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

Heart on my sleeve.

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This is me here I stand,

You’ve taken my heart and crushed it in your hand.

Your words hurt they beat me down.

With a smile you watch me drown.

In my blood you see me thrash,

 Laying bets to when I’ll crash!

Beat me, slap me with your words

My mouth is taped, so my screams can’t be heard.

Cut me carve me it is nothing I have not done before .

Lost and wrecked on emotion’s shore.

Abuse me use me sate your need

Throw me off like an unwanted weed.

See my heart it’s wrent it in two

See it there on my sleeve for you.

No pride left I let it bleed dry

You don’t see the need within my eye.

There is not much more I can do

You tample on my soul, it’s black and blue

I stand here screaming silently

Bleeding need and blood constantly.

Hit me kick me just don’t look at my face,

No matter how hard I tried I’ve lost this race.

Here it comes the huge and vicious mouth

I can’t take any more I fall and stumble south.

Damn you damn you what can I do

To get respect or love from you.

Love okay it’s too late

Sorry, will  not compensate

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This is just a poem.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 346 SLIP and Time.

Ronovanwrite’s.
Image from Pixabay.

I reach for your hand
But slip though linear cracks
Lost in space and time.

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge

Song Lyric Sunda: Long/Short/Small/Tall .

Hello everyone it’s Sunday and our gallant host for Song Lyric Sunday, Jim Adams, has given us the prompt Long/Short/Small/Tall . So let’s start with The Long journey home, written by Elvis Costello and Paddy Moloney. The version I have chosen is from the The Archmere Project performed at Joe Biden’s old school.

Long Journey Home (Anthem)
Written by Elvis Costello & Paddy Moloney
Performed by The Chieftains with The Irish Film Orchestra, Anúna & Elvis Costello
Produced by Paddy Moloney
Orchestra arranged & conducted by Fiachra Trench
Chorus arranged by Michael McGlynn
Musicians Elvis Costello – vocals
Paddy Moloney – tin whistle, uilleann pipes
Kevin Conneff – bodhrán
Derek Bell – harp
Matt Molloy – flute
Martin Fay – fiddle
Fiachra Trench – piano
Arty McGlynn – guitar
James Blennerhassett – double bass
Paddy Glackin – fiddle
Robbie Casserly – drums
The Irish Film Orchestra
Anúna – choir
Recorded 1997, Windmill Lane Studios, Dublin
Released January 13, 1998
Singles Long Journey Home, 1998 (full-length version & radio edit)
Collections The Chieftains: The Wide World Over: A 40 Year Celebration, 2002 (radio edit) –
The Chieftains: The Essential Chieftains, 2006 (full-length version)
Soundtracks Long Journey Home, 1998 (full-length version)
Various Artists collections Long Journey Home (sampler), 1998
Length 4:18 (full-length version)
3:20 (radio edit)

First known performance:
 June 5, 1999, San Francisco,

lyrics

If on every ocean the ship is a throne
And for each mast cut down another sapling is grown
Then I could believe that I’m bound to find
A better life than I left behind But as you ascend the ladder
Look out below where you tread
For the colors bled as they overflowed
Red, white and blue
Green, white and gold So I had to leave from my country of birth
As for each child grown tall
Another lies in the earth
And for every rail we laid in the loam
There’s a thousand miles of the long journey home But as you ascend the ladder
Look out below where you tread
For the colors bled as they overflowed
Red, white and blue
Green, white and gold

Source: Musixmatch.

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Then came Short. I chose Life is too from the Scorpions . Scorpions are a German heavy metal band formed in 1965 in Hanover by Rudolf Schenker. Since the band’s inception, its musical style has ranged from hard rock to heavy metal. The lineup from 1979 to 1992 was the most successful incarnation of the group, and included Klaus Meine (vocals), Rudolf Schenker (rhythm guitar), Matthias Jabs (lead guitar), Francis Buchholz (bass), and Herman Rarebell (drums). The band’s only continuous member has been Schenker, although Meine has appeared on all of Scorpions’ studio albums, while Jabs has been a consistent member since 1979, and bassist Paweł Mąciwoda and drummer Mikkey Dee have been in the band since 2003 and 2016 respectively.

Life’s too Short is from their album Acoustica which was recorded during three concerts held in February 2001 at the Convento do Beato in Lisbon, Portugal. It was a most unusual set for the band, as Klaus Meine comments on the DVD. The group was supported by female backing vocalists, a percussionist, an extra guitarist, and Christian Kolonovits on keyboards. Kolonovits also collaborated on rearranging the songs for the acoustic set. He had previously worked with the band as a conductor and arranger on the Moment of Glory album.

Scorpions performed four new songs: “Life Is Too Short”, “Back to You”, “I Wanted to Cry” and “When Love Kills Love”, the last of which was released as a single. All the new songs were featured on the VHS, while “Back to You” and five others previously recorder songs were omitted from the CD.

Acoustica also contains cover versions of The Cars‘ “Drive”, Kansas‘ “Dust in the Wind”, and the Queen hit “Love of My Life”.

In 2003, an official ‘Platinum Edition’ was released by Warner Music Thailand, which coupled the original CD with a VCD. The VCD features behind-the-scenes and rehearsal footage as well as a band interview, conducted in English by a Thai television crew.

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Next up is Small and I chose Just a small town girl by journey.

Journey is an American rock band that formed in San Francisco in 1973. At that time it was composed of former members of Santana, namely guitarist Neal Schon, who has remained with the band since its inception, and keyboardist Gregg Rolie, who served as primary lead vocalist for the band’s first three albums, and Frumious Bandersnatch, most notably bassist Ross Valory, who was with the band until 1985 and since 1995. In 1978, Steve Perry joined to serve as lead vocalist, and in 1980 Jonathan Cain replaced Rolie as keyboardist, and has remained a constant member since. The band’s strongest commercial success occurred between 1978 and 1987 at which time Perry departed.

The words “Don’t Stop Believin’ ” have served Jonathan Cain well in his lifetime. First, they were the words of encouragement he heard from his father, when the younger Cain wasn’t sure he’d make it as a musician in Hollywood.

Later, when he joined the ranks of Journey, it became the title and refrain of “Don’t Stop Believin’.” Released in 1981, it wasn’t the band’s biggest hit at first, but it’s gone on to become its signature, and one of the most popular rock songs of all time. Read more here.

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Next up and finally I am going for “Empire State Human” is a song by the British synthpop group The Human League. The song was written by Philip OakeyMartyn Ware and Ian Craig Marsh. It was co-produced by The Human League and Colin Thurston, and recorded at Monumental Studios in Sheffield.[2]

The Human League are an English synth-pop[1] band formed in Sheffield in 1977. Initially an experimental electronic outfit, the group signed to Virgin Records in 1979 and later attained widespread commercial success with their third album Dare in 1981. The album contained four hit singles, including the UK/US number one hit “Don’t You Want Me.” The band received the Brit Award for Best British Breakthrough Act in 1982. Further hits followed throughout the 1980s and into the 1990s, including “Mirror Man,” “(Keep Feeling) Fascination,” “The Lebanon,” “Human” (a US No. 1) and “Tell Me When“.

Thank you Jim for taking me on a tour of great music from my life from the sixties through to the present.

HAPPY SUNDAY EVERYONE ☺️

Grasshoppers’ Hallelujah

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“Grasshoppers’ Hallelujah” is the first poem in the first Chapter of my new book “Tullawalla”, due to be released on 30th March, and for preorder, here are the links

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Grasshoppers’ Hallelujah

At night, it’s my time to bleed

As I’m slowly going to seed

My video picture’s blurred

I’ll take my film shaken, not stirred

There I was, crawling on dirty paws

When my dream drifted into pause

An impostor interrupted my show

As I was climbing Mount Kosciuszko

Bathing there in warm winter snow

Waiting for my spring flowers to grow

I’m overseeing the green valley below

Where bees and dragonflies are buzzing to and fro

Tree ferns are shading the moist forest floor

I see faeries singing from under the…

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Feb. 20, 2021

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It’s Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “nerve.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!.

Nerve, don’t lose your nerve. I decided to do an Acrostic Tanka.

Image from pixabay

Never let it show
Even if you feel threatened
Retreats no option
Valour is the only course
Ever brave, do hold your nerve

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