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Stream of Consciousness Saturday: First/Last.

LindaGHill  said  :Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “first/last.” Use one or both words, or find words that mean the same. Bonus points if you start your post with “first/beginning/start” etc. and end with “last/end” etc. Enjoy!

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First and Last  Trio  of Haiku

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First the  Solstice came

Then the  brash Lord Of Miss-Rule

Winter’s leave at last.

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First light silently

Smiled  at  the  worn out Old Year

Time to rest at last

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First  the make up

Then  the  dress and golden shoes

Her turn at long last.

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Reminiscing

Today  out  the  blue  my eldest sister  sent  me  a photo  she  had  take  of  our  family  outside  our  home  in London. Circa  1956  ! It  was  such a  lovely  surprise and  it  really  took me  back!

As  Teresa  was taking  the  photo  and  not  visible   I asked  her  to  find another  one  but  with her  in it! She  did,   this  time  one  of  the  twins  was  absent  as  she  was  taking  the  photo !  I  look a  little older in  this  one  so  I  reckon  it is  circa   1958.

Top  photo :  Elder Brother T with his  tongue out,Mum, , Dear  Mary   now  deceased, Elder  brother’s Twin F,   Brother  JP, Dad  and  me.

Bottom photo: Eldest sister Tess, brother T in  long  trousers  this  time, a  cousin, brother  JP with  his  tongue out this  time, Mary  peeping out  at  the  back , another  cousin  and  then  me looking  grumpy!!

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Reminiscing 

I remember the  days of  black and  white

When  we  were  taught   wrong  from   right .

Endless days  of  love while growing up

Here I  drink  from yesterday’s cup.

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Here  we  are in  days gone  by

My  those  years spread  their  wings  and fly.

Hot dinners ,comfort in  the  family  fold

Things  to  remember when we  get old.

 

Someone is  missing, sister  Tess,

With the  camera  she  catches  us in time

Come good  or ill,all of us, lives  entwine

This  made  me what I  am I  guess.

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Days  were  so much  simpler  then

I bet  you  think  I have rose tinted  glasses on

I  know  you  do  but  you  are  wrong!

❤   ❤

 

 

Cosmic Photo prompt… Christmas

This  is  part  of   K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge Christmas.

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I am  sorry  this  is late  but  time  has  been at a premium.

So here it is , sadly  did  not  see  this  little  fellow  at  Christmas  due  to  Chickenpox and  96yr old  Mother in laws  not  mixing  well … but  to  me  this  photo  says  it  all! CHRISTMAS!

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #129 Feel&Space

This is  my offering  for  Ronovanwrites Haiku  Challenge  this week  : Feel&Space

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Dark space surrounds me

Steadily  you drift away

I feel all at sea.

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I no longer  feel

Space  to  breath is  what I crave

So cold like  the grave.

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Empty starlit sky

I feel space all around me

In escape I fly

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Thursday photo prompt – Time #writephoto

This  is  offering  for   Sue Vincent‘s #writephoto Time.it is a  re-gig  of  a  poem I  wrote in  2013.

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TIME RUNS OUT

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Clock face out of pace,

Time flies its a race.

Tick tock out of space

Turn and run fall from grace.

Time flies, crooks and spies .

Dead bodies fester maggots and blue flies.

Life comes life goes death travels on,

No one knows where he gone.

Tick tock ,plip plop dripping tap racing clock.

Watch your toes on the starting block.

Peddle peddle wheels go round

Changing gears drowns the sound

Of horses hoofs on the ground.

Big eyes tell lies,

Open mouths catch flies.

Time lives, life dies!

Song Lyric Sunday: River by Joni Mitchell.

This week Helen Espinosa said :The Song Lyric Sunday theme for this week was to post a song a Holiday song that best describes you during the Holiday season.  Please feel free to click the link, read the rules and post one of your own.

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Well this song by Joni Mitchell is one I love, though it is a very sad song. It makes me think of all the people who for whatever reason become disenfranchised from their friends and loved ones. 

Slipping into a downward spiral they are always looking for the big brake that will set them up or get them off the drugs or the drink so they can go home. It always makes me cry, it always makes me think of the lost and the lonely at Christmas. I count my blessings and pray for those less fortunate.

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River”  by Joni Mitchell 

It’s coming on Christmas,
They’re cutting down trees.
They’re putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace,
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.

But it don’t snow here,
Stays pretty green.
I’m gonna make a lot of money
And and then I’m gonna quit this crazy scene.
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.

I wish I had a river so long,
I would teach my feet to fly.
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
I made my baby cry.

he tried hard to help me,
he put me at ease.
lord,he loved me so naughty,
made me weak in the knees.
Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on.

I’m so hard to handle,
I’m selfish and I’m sad.
Now I’ve gone and lost the best baby
That I’ve ever had.
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.

I wish I had a river so long,
I would teach my feet to fly.
Oh, I wish I had a river I could skate away on.
I made my baby say goodbye.

It’s coming on Christmas,
They’re cutting down trees.
They’re putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace,
I wish I had a river I could skate away on.

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