Lune Day 30

At Kat Myrman‘s suggestion,along with Jane Dougherty, I’m trying out the Lune form this month. The Lune is a three line poem, either 5/3/5 syllables or 3/5/3 words.

Today we bid farewell to the Lune. Despite what the Lune below implies I have enjoyed it!

And so goodbye to

Scorching June

And to flaming Lune

 #SoCS June 30/18 Cheers.

At the moment we are in the middle of the 2018 Football World Cup. YAWN! Resistance is futile there is no escape. I can’t get away from it. Even sitting in the garden or walking the dog I can escape the Cheers or the groans of fans watching their TVs.

The weather at the moment is very hot so all the windows are open. So if England score there is an echoing affect of Cheers.

Well it’s not over yet but here is the best, IMHO, England Football Video ever!

Cheers is also an American TV show set in a Boston Bar of the same name.

Also Cheers is a drinking toast, a way of saying Hello, Goodbye and Thank You.

Okay I have rambled on long enough as I am not really in the mood for this today, why well I am not of good cheer, not cheerful, not feeling cheery!

This post is brought to you today as part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SoCs.

Thursday Photo Prompt.Wave. #writephoto.

This my entry for Sue Vincent of Daily Echo #writephoto.

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Wave

Watching the mist rolling in on the tide none of them could of imagined what was coming. The empty beach looked so peaceful and safe.

The cattle in the fields behind them knew, they moved uneasily and their mooing grew to a crescendo. The dogs knew too they all left save one. She stayed close to her master.

Unsettled by the noise of the cattle the people of the cliff top moved towards their houses. The man and his faithful dog the last ones to leave.

At midnight the cattle finally fell silent and the lights in the three seaview cottages went out.

The mist stayed for three days. None of the villagers ventured near the beach or the clifftops. They all felt the menace in the air.

On the fourth day the mist was gone, so we’re the cliffs, the cattle and the cottages and their occupants.

The landscape was vastly changed, the land now ran straight to the sea, the fields level with the beach. Three families gone….five generations between them.

The beach was different too no longer golden and peaceful but grey and forbidding. They never found a soul from the cottages nor any of the cattle only the dog remained.

One of the villagers took her in but though still a gentle soul she was now so timid she was almost unapprochable.

After a while she died, no one ever spoke of what happened again untill many years later when on a beautiful sunny afternoon another mist rolled in.

They had no idea that this was the second wave.

Twittering Tale #90 – Pick a Card – 26 June 2018

Twittering Tales from Kat Myrman at Like Murcury Colliding

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78 Card Pick Up. Heaven and Hell at it again.

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Photo by AlbanyColley at Pixabay.com

“Who threw those cards down?”Gabriel was on the warpath again. Satan rolled his eyes why is that big galah always shouting? St Peter took in a sharp breath. God stood up and peered down to earth. “Well” he said loudly, “Someone will be playing 78 card pick up any time now”

(274 Characters).

COLLEEN’S WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 90, “Give & Receive,” Symnously.

This is my entry for Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

Rules and Pingback Here.

I donate my heart

Will you take it gracefully

Appreciate it

If I pass my love to you

Take it don’t tear it apart

Lune Day 29

At Kat Myrman‘s suggestion,along with Jane Dougherty, I’m trying out the Lune form this month. The Lune is a three line poem, either 5/3/5 syllables or 3/5/3 words.

Night time gently falls

Small bats fly

The fox softly calls.

Image from Pixabay

Lune Day 28

At Kat Myrman‘s suggestion,along with Jane Dougherty, I’m trying out the Lune form this month. The Lune is a three line poem, either 5/3/5 syllables or 3/5/3 words.

So tired and so lost

There’s no rest

To win, at what cost.

Image from Pixabay

Lune Day 27.

At Kat Myrman‘s suggestion,along with Jane Dougherty, I’m trying out the Lune form this month. The Lune is a three line poem, either 5/3/5 syllables or 3/5/3 words.

Today I am trying a word Lune as opposed to a syllable one.

To much Politics

Populated by madmen and hicks

No one cares.

Lune Day 26

At Kat Myrman‘s suggestion,along with Jane Dougherty, I’m trying out the Lune form this month. The Lune is a three line poem, either 5/3/5 syllables or 3/5/3 words.

Colours pink and green

Flowers reach

To the sky so keen.

7 year anniversary.

Look what appeared in my comments on Wednesday 27th .

Who’d of believed it’s been seven years …. Not me!

Thank you to all my wordpress blogily 💜🌹 you keep me sane😀

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