Ani’s Advent 2019! Exploring, Cats and Christmas Trees…with Noelle Granger’s Garfield

Today Ani has Garfield and his lovely Two Legs Noelle over and they are talking about tree climbing! Read at source.

Mary and Jo Part 14

Today is the fourteenth day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry

Mares looking into the future

Mares was a resting, sitting in a comfy chair wondering what her life would be like when her child was here. Jo was in the garden talking with Gabriel, that amazing angel had more important news to tell.Will her baby really be the saviour of man, will he have a strange life and die the worst of deaths known to man. All things were frightening all things seemed too much but overriding all these fear she longed for this baby and it’s touch.Annya had just been with her and told her all was well but she needed to rest as her blood pressure was as high as hell. Annya was going out  but Irena was around again Mares counted her blessing for this little haven Jo had found.The children had been in earlier they had been singing songs. Mares loved it when they came and made a happy throng. They had told her of the lady down the street who had been busy knitting for the babe she had yet to meet.  Mares remembered the lady she had arthritic  hands, Mares had wanted to straighten her fingers and help her as the lady was so sweet.

Jo and Gabe talking

Jo and Gabe were outside talking, they had things to discuss. Gabe was telling Jo of Herod and that as soon as Mares had, had the child and was ready they should leave Bethlehem without any fuss. Gabe told Jo that Herod was a bad man without a conscience at all and that to make sure there was no king to usurp him he would slay all children under one,yes he would slay them all.

Then he had some good news about three good and wise men who would visit them soon. They had bought some strange gifts for the baby and they would have news of Herod too. They were clever  men and he would like them all three. OH! Yes there would be shepherds they were coming from the pastures above the town they also wanted the baby to see. They were also bringing a gift of some of their sheep .  “Sheep !” said Jo, “Sheep , do you mean live ones we can keep?? ”

Gabe looked at Jo, at the shock in his eyes and he said “come on Jo don’t panic now I know it all sounds mad. But you will find along the way that good times are to be had” Jo really was not sure it all seem far too big “come on ” smiled Gabe  you are going to nail this gig.

all images from Pixabay

Ani’s Advent 2019! Sometimes it’s not all tinsel … and a letter from Maggie

Today Ani introduces us to her friend Maggie and her lovely two legs Di. Read at source

Thursday photo prompt: Chill #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a landscape wearing a light dusting of snow. From the hill, where skeletal heather and brown grasses pierce the snow, a valley spreads out below, lit by the rays of a pale sun.

After the noise of the battle earlier the silence cut like a knife. The snow was doing a good job of covering the dead and dying. From nowhere came silver rays from the sun bathing the valley in an almost gentle way.

It seemed almost impossible that only at dawn she had stood on the horizon looking toward the castle wondering what was to come. There had been no snow or cold when she had arrived. The witches still held sway over the climate around the castle. Yet as she had stood in the early morning warmth wondering about her future she had felt the temperature drop and seen the white of the Vampire winter approaching.

Realising there was no time to waste she ran to the castle altering those within to the incoming danger. Not bothering to morph from wolf to human she bounded up the stairs howling. She halted at the sight of Ewan, relieved to see he was back to his old irritating self! He confirmed this by patting her head. ***********

The men, dwarves and elves were ready, Rachel told Ewan that the warewolves were on their way. Everything was set and ready, the battle was nigh.

The snow and ice covered the ground silently, it didn’t fall from the sky it was just there. The temperature plummeted, the men’s breath frosted their beards as they saddled their horses, the dwarves drew their cloaks about them against the cruel wind, their axes glinting in the pale morning light. The elves lined the turrets their quivers full of wooden arrows tipped with silver.

The men on horses rode out across the draw bridge and lined up outside the castle in a phalanx the others formed a line infront of then with their spears and weapons raised. Not one of these brave men had ever fought vampires before. The dwarves were ready inside the gates singing and banging drums. The women, children and the old were all inside the castle praying to their gods . Alicia, Lisa and Rachel stood on the ramparts with the elves.

Then of a sudden a whispering, a screaming, a moaning carried across the valley and up the hill towards the castle. “They are here” shouted Alicia, “where” shouted the men. Too late they were upon them , bodies flew around, and were torn apart, men’s and horse’s hearts ripped out and thrown upon the ground. The vampires were invisible they picked the men off simply and cruelly. Within minutes men lay dead and dying, disemboweled, quartered some just drained of blood.. The elves fired into thin air and many arrows met their mark, revealing the evil vampires, writhing and screaming as they caught on fire then turned to dust.

Not a man was left standing not one survived the carnage. All the while the vampires fill the air with their screams and threats.

Hope stirred in her cot, she visualised the Vampire hoards and broke their veil of invisibility. The Elves took aim and fired their arrows up into the sky from where they rained down on the the enemy. The dwarves now came into their own as each vampire swooped at them they used their honed weapons to decapitate as many as they could. Sadly the dwarves took heavy losses.

Lisa and Alicia felt Hope’s power and they joined with her willing the sun to shine at its brightest and hottest. Slowly their powers joined and the warmth in the sun turned into heat. The elves could see the younger vampires crawling up the castle walls and taking advantage of the light they shot at them mercilessly. Rachel looked out to the plains where she saw that the hoards of Vampires were still massing. All was lost how could they cope how could the beat these numbers? The humans barring the women, children and old all dead, all gone. The Dwarves were valiantly holding the castle but for how much longer!

Then a miracle happened the Vampires began to feel the effects of the sun.. they began to burn, black dust from them coated the snow. Their war screams turned to wails of anguish and pain as they died.

The order from the ancients went up R

“Retreat, Retreat” and soon the sky was full of retreating and burning vampires.

After the noise of the battle earlier the silence cut like a knife. The snow was doing a good job of covering theb dust and human dead and dying. From nowhere came silver rays from the sun bathing the valley in an almost gentle way. The heat was gone and the cold had returned. The vampires had gone for now they would be back at night.

Hope stirred in Lisa’s arms as her power subsided so did her mother’s and Alicia’s. “Sleep for now Hope my darling” whispered Lisa, ” they shall not have you” The child smiled in her sleep.

To be continued.

If you wish to read Lisa’s and Rachel’s story up to this point you can find it here.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s #writephoto.

Mary and Jo part 13

Today is the thirteenth day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry.

Image found here

The lady down the road from the Hotel Delph was busy knitting as she always did but this time not for herself. She had heard of the young couple up the road in need she would help them in the only way she knew, in deed.
She could knit a jacked and some booties too, blue ones with a little duck and egg freeze. Her project was going well she was doing fine, she had not kitted this fast for such a long, long time.
Her fingers gnarled now with arthritis had lately let her down she usually had to stop working after a short while and the pain just made her frown. But somehow since she had started on this knit her fingers moved like magic and she was so proud of it.
Her face was relaxed and once again she wore a smile. For some reason she was free of pain it made her want to dance and sing that she could knit again. The children came to see her, they had not done so for so long, in days gone by they came for cakes and paid her with their songs.
The children started returning the day after the couple had arrived, she found that she could bake and knit again. The children made her feel alive. She had been so lonely, she realized it was her fault but now with this new found strength she would bring all loneliness to a halt.
Happily she pondered on her new lease of life, she loved the children visiting and she loved that young Jo and his darling wife. The young wife had touched her hands and wept for her pain. It was soon after that, that she noticed she could use her hands again.
Like the others she was excited waiting for the birth of the new king, she was doing what could and knitting gifts for him!

Pixabay

Mary and Jo part 12

Today is the twelfth day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry.

image from Here.

The three young men from magi.com had stopped off at the duty free earlier that day. Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh were the gifts they had decided to bring with them. After a long discussion the decided gold was a gift fit for a king. Frankincense also a worthy gift to take to him.
Myrrh also, a bitter perfume, the present may seem full of gloom but this young babe is going to make our world bloom.
These gifts they bare are to show this new king that they are aware. The future holds nothing but pain until he is reunited with his father again.
“Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying then closed in a stone cold tomb. The span of human life is over so soon. Mused, Melchior “His mothers heart will bleed she has sown a bitter seed” said Balthasar. “Yet we must celebrate his birth for he comes to save all of us on earth” replied Gaspar.
These three kings from the orient are tired they have travelled so far following the star. Their limousine pulled up outside their hotel, who’s for a drink guys asked Gaspar I need to get that creep Herod out of my head!

Colleen's 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 157 #SynonymsOnly

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Colleen said, here are your two words for this week: Give and Shake for her Weekly Tuesday Tanka. This week I have chosen to do a Shadorma.

HERE’S THE CATCH: You can’t use the prompt words! SYNONYMS ONLY!  If you want to create something more specific – write a Haiku or Senryu with those synonyms by following the instructions HERE.

PLEASE support the other poets by visiting their blogs and leaving comments. Sharing each other’s work on social media is always nice too.

lmage from Pixabay
Snow Scene Ball
Crystal ball
Pass on the magic
Stir things up
Mix the scene
A gift to the ones I love
Move to make snow fall.

Mary and Jo part 10, recap.

Today is the tenth day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry.

Now lets see where we have got to lets what we already know. We have our young couple expecting a baby any time and they have no where to go.

They have to go to Bethlehem to register for their taxes and we know that in the last few months their lives have been knocked off their axis. They had both been visited by big boy Angel Gabriel he had shocked them with his news and even if it was an unexplained pregnancy he promised all would be well.

They had made the journey to Bethlehem on Jo’s beloved moped and arrived safely but they had nowhere booked. Mary being pregnant they needed a place hastily. After being turned away from everywhere they found the Hotel Delph

The security man had said he had a room where they could stay.
The children of the staff at the hotel where happy to spend time with them they all had lots of fun and even played show and tell. The children in the town all knew what the new child would be, they all knew he would be special, he was to set them free.

Shepherds on the hills above Bethlehem town had had a visit from angels too they had lit the skies up and truly brought glory all around. The shepherds had understood the message and were on their way to see the soon to be baby and to him homage pay.

Also we have three astrologers of royal blood who had formed magi.com and their latest and most important project is to follow a new star travelling west from where they are.

They had, had a meeting with their rival, Herod.com he was after all their findings and they felt his motives where not good when he asked where the babe was to be born.

magi.com were wise men not to trust Herod as he was threatened by the thought of new king who might usurp his place. He did not want another king, as he saw it, muscling in on his place. He came up with an answer to what he saw as a threat. To kill all male children under one year old that way he would be rid of the new king on that, his company, he’d bet.

So we have a pregnant couple like pied pipers to children, we have shepherds who see angels and three wise men. Sadly we have a villain a nasty, nasty man who to keep his kingdom for himself will do all that he can.

All images from Pixabay

Ani’s Advent 2019! Peace, Sleep and A Disgruntled Story Reading Ape

Ani introduces us to The Story Reading Ape, they are not happy! Read at source.

Mary and Jo part 9

To day is the ninth day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry.

Now Herod is a an angry man
so insecure and so he tends to grab what he can.
He owns herod.com and is a mean and cruel man who works his employees till they drop wages rarely go up they just get cropped.
He had set up his company in his kingdom of Judia. Yes that is where Mares and Jo had to go for a census, that is why they were there. Oh! that Herod he would squeeze every one to the max he did not worry about anyone as long as they paid the tax.

King Herod

News had reached him about magi.com’s research into the new star that had travelled towards the west then inexplicably stop over Bethlehem. This being in his kingdom was a threat to him. He had invited the three founders members of magi.com to a big corporate bash as he wanted information for once he was ready to splash the cash.


No expense was spared he greeted them as if he was really pleased to see them. The food was excellent and the wine was too and the room was amazing and even had a great view.
After dinner the talk turned to the star and the new software that magi.com where developing along lines stellar. They were happy to share some of their work until he mentioned the fact of the new king’s prophesied birth, when his face took on a nasty look of scorn. Something in his attitude set the three on their guard they politely took their leave, secretly vowing to keep their results to themselves however hard.

A banquet

As the limos arrived for the three magi to departure Herod ask them to visit after they had found the new king and give him the whereabouts so he too could visit. As the chauffeur whisked them away they all decided to tell that man nothing! NO WAY!
Herod was angry and he sent out spies to all parts of Judia to find the king and bring him the news of his birthplace so he could delete him! There was no room for another to rein and Herod was determined to keep his people,workers and his domain.
An evil thought was growing in King Herod’s head if he had all males under one year old slaughtered then certainly this new upstart would be dead.

Back at the now happy, Hotel Delph, the manager was wondering from whence was coming all this new found wealth. It was Mares and Jo, people where coming from far and wide for the new kings birth all the rooms where full and some were camping outside.

Mares and Jo though, where slightly distressed and decided that to leave as soon after the birth as was safe would be best. Gabe has been to see Jo again and told of Herod’s plans for the babes and he made it quite plain.

Somehow without being told no one ever mentioned Mares and Jo’s safe and comfy bolt hole.

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