Love Is In Da Blog 2023.”

Bee Halton is here again with our prompt for Love Is In Da Blog she said: “Hello, Love Is In Da Bloggers; it is so good to have you here. I appreciate you taking on the challenges of “Love Is In Da Blog 2023”. You truly rock! And thanks for taking a stand yesterday for peace on this lovely planet.

Today’s prompt comes thanks to Di from “Pensitivity101“. Her blog is a constant inspiration with tales from her life, blogging prompts and challenges. Please, put her on your daily blog reading list if you haven’t done so yet. So Do choice of prompt is A Love Song specific to you and your spouse (or significant other, may it be human or in any other form .

Well here is hubbys favourite song , which also happens to be a firm favourite of mine. It has many memories for us and so this is our song 💜

While My Guitar Gently Weeps” is a song by the English rock band the Beatles from their 1968 double album The Beatles (also known as “the White Album”). It was written by George Harrison, the band’s lead guitarist. Harrison wrote “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” as an exercise in randomness inspired by the Chinese I Ching. The song conveys his dismay at the world’s unrealised potential for universal love, which he refers to as “the love there that’s sleeping”.

part of Bee 🐝 Halton’s Love Is In Da Blog.

Silent Thursday: What is written what isn’t written yet.

Source image by Hugo Kerr on Unsplash

Maggie from, from cave walls wrote: ‘January is behind us and I felt I should give you an update on my conversation with Lauren on the status of our Throwback Thursday posts. “

She has spoken to Lauren who she started Throwback Thursday with about it’s future. They have decided that as Lauren is not well and has enough to cope with at the moment they would suspend Throwback Thursday until Lauren feels she can cope.

So for now Maggie has decided to do a Tranquil Thursday prompt until Throwback Thursday returns. As a I see it out prompt this week is : What is written  in your book and what remains unwritten?

I am not a hundred percent sure if I have read this correctly anyway here goes.

Life… A Terza Rima, what is written. © willowdot21

I did not ask for this life,

It was alloted to me

I walked daily amid madness and strife.

When a child too young to see

I blindly followed every rule

I was fitted with the ties that stop me being being free.

I learned to read and write at school.

Yet they did not want me to think

I was bullied, pushed around, I was named a fool.

I was weak, my armour full of chinks

But I strived to hide my fears

Paint on a smile hide the missing links.

Ambition and aspirations came along the years

Despite opposition I grew wings

Layers formed that gave my life tiers

Dreams I had enough to throw to the winds
Hold on to them as I may they slipped away.

Like so much detritus blown around the bins.

Finding my identity made me strong and whole

I found my voice, written words, my choice

As I strode toward my goal.

I was teased but it didnt hurt, as I said that was my choice

No one was unkind no tears burned me

Quietly my flag of independence I unfurled and hoist.

Married, they all said, your but a baby

I was determined though, afraid to be left alone

So the plans were laid, a start a bridal spree.

Seventeen, and full of hopes ready to leave home

Sister’s, sewing, in-laws arranging cars, cakes, and bridesmaids

Such a lot to do, in a few weeks I shall have flown

For a while all is bright and darkness fades

What the future holds I do not know

I am important for now I have the spotlight before it degrades

The dress is silk and white oh! how it flows

We take our vows and mean forever

Our love so huge it burns and glows.

And so our journey is begun joined by an invisible tether

Into our new life we blindly drive

Ignoring the pitfalls of life, newlyweds wrapped up in eachother.

Young and happy to be alive

Learning lessons daily sharing our new life

It was not easy being a wife

So many compromises to play

Still the love, in those days out weighed the strife.

We had a girl who could not stay

Then a boy who nearly didn’t either

But he did and after a dicey start is with us to this day.

We had to move down west to pastures new

Fresh start with baby on the way

Staying with inlaw’s a tricky thing to do.

Our home, with new babe out of hospital finally okay

Builders, sea gulls in the wilderness

Alone and unsure so much I was under stress and not okay.

Two more babes refused to stay I was thin and depressed

Hubby worked away I was so alone

Then another baby on the way we moved away from the west.

Back to London and my Mum’s home

Finding comfort in family and the old familiar

For most of that pregnancy I was not alone.

At length we managed to secure a home, three quarters of an hour from Mum’s by car.

The previous owners had not left and it was pouring with rain

Screaming baby, soaked possessions but we had our own place again Ah!

The years came and went and we all grew, good times, bad times in the frame.

I watched the boys grow and then ten years on another boy arrived.

Many things happen as a family grows and memories remain.

I had some black times it was never easy but we all survived

As our family out grew our home so we bought a bigger house

Sometimes I just hid inside my head until my soul revived.

I was often scared, letting myself be bullied, I acted like a mouse.

I lost my grip on ambition like sand it slipped through my fingers.

I felt so insecure, try as I might my fears I could not douse.

Hubby suffered with stress , the kind that lingers

The boys grew and flourished they were out life

Then we moved house again to our forever home .

It’s never easy being a mother or a wife

It pushes you and stresses you to your limit

Yet it brings joy and meaning to your life.

Years past, some alone but I coped no longer timid.

The boys grew into men I found myself again

We all need to grow and not be tied down.

The boys have grown and flown but their roots here remain

Family ties get stretchrd and torn

Yet with their choices I really can’t complain.

Twice I break my back, rue the day I was born

Second time I started to write

Words free me from prison I should of done it all along.

Things may not be perfect, I did not ask for this life,

It was alloted to me

But I walk daily content amid madness and strife.

🌹

What is unwritten

So now I have wings and I am armed with a pen…. Mightier than the sword? Yes I think so. Writing has opened my eyes and I have made so many friends online. I have grandchildren who are wonderful.

So what’s unwritten? A lot less than is but I shall not waste what is left. I want to publish, I want to cuddle my grandsons I want to embrace my family and life.

This is part of Maggie’s Silent Thursday.

One-Liner Wednesday.

God is good just sometimes he can be a tad picky!

© willowdot21

PART OF LINDAGHILL’S ONE LINER WEDNESDAY.

Love Is In Da Blog.

Today “Love Is In Da Blog 2023” Is Rolling In (this year bi-lingual English/German).

Bee is here with her first prompt for this year’s Love is In Da Blog. Here’s what Bee had today : “Hello, Love Is In Da Bloggers; welcome back to another musical, creative and simply lovely February blog event. I can’t wait to dive back in. Thanks to all who have suggested prompts. You rock, and I will give you a shout-out on the day of your prompt.

This year I tried to make this challenge as diverse as I could. I want to challenge you to explore different genres of music, music from other countries and different artists and to follow the reader-suggested prompts. But as always, this is a free challenge. If you do not feel comfortable with a prompt, choose your own. As long as it is loosely connected with Love. 🙂

Here is today’s traditional prompt for the first day of “Love Is In Da Blog”:

Choose your own!

Well hi Bee and hi everyone! Today I am going with love of life and everything it encompasses. I have chosen the great and talent Sam Ryder. I have chosem More it’s a beautiful song and it’s written by Sam who is a talented song writer as well as singer and musician.

Please enjoy!

Thank you Bee 🐝💜

Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the 31st, 2023

LindaGHill is here again in my email and she is very excited, she had this to say: “And, it’s a wrap! Today is our thirty-first prompt for Just Jot it January 2023. This month has felt like the longest month ever, and yet it’s flown by. I won’t say too much here because I want to leave some for tomorrow’s wrap up post. But what do you say we finish this thing with a flourish?

Your prompt for JusJoJan January 31st 2023, is “write.” Use the word “write” any way you’d like. Have fun!

If you’d like to see what I have so far on your prompt list and what’s to come, you can find it HERE.

I write because it keeps me alive
because it is the one thing I have that is mine and mine alone and unless they remove my brain or fingers it will always will be.
I write because there is so much inside my head screaming to get out. So much so that I have removed so many earlier posts about me and pain, worries and family because they really were not for publication.
Amazingly what started as therapy as I learned to walk again after breaking my back the second time hasn’t it turned into something quite different. Hopefully it has grown as I have and is no longer a pity party…Oh! I do hope so!
I write because I have met so wonderful people and they have given me strength… Thank you all so much.
I write because I want to!

Well done everyone we did it 💜💜💜

K.L.Caley’s #writephoto. Battleship.

Well last week Morgarna, Merlin and Gail met Lady Gwyneth we left the listening to her sad tale of loss. Carry on reading to see how or even if they can help ?

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Merlin took the E.R. from his pocket and scanned the room. “There’s not a lot we can do here Gail we can’t change history it’s done but we can help Gwyneth understand what happened and hopefully help her and her husband cope.”
“Yes damage limitation, is our best shot” echoed Morgarna.
Gail opened her mouth to complain but stopped seeing Merlin’s eyes.
Morgarna stood and said to Gwyneth “let’s take a trip back to the rose garden and see what happened.” Standing up she crossed to the arrowslit and Gail and Gwyneth followed her.
Merlin called up the anomaly and the three woman passed through the arrow slit and jumped.


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© willowdot21

As they landed the first thing they noticed was the heady scent of roses and the gentle sound of water from Gwyneth’s favourite fountain. “Okay said Morgarna no one can see or hear us so we can just observe and not spook anyone”
Then Gwyneth saw herself over on the other side of the garden, picking roses and humming to herself.
“Look ” said Gail softly, ” there you are and you are not doing anything you should not. You had no idea that there was a little time bomb inside you. You are not to blame”
Gwyneth, her eyes full of tears, replied , ” I just feel I should have known something was wrong .”
“How could you of ?” asked Morgarna touching Gwyneth on the arm.
Just then they saw Gwyneth fall to the ground. Her ladies in waiting gathered round her , there was nothing they could do, her life’s blood was simply flowing out of her.
“Do something Morgarna, please do something I know you can” , cried Gail.
Morgarna shook her head I can’t, I am sorry, if I change anything now I will only make things worse. I could save them today and then something nasty would happen the next day or the next week. But Gail there might be something you can do if you just watch”


The Ladies in waiting were flapping around Gwyneth none of them had any idea what to do. “Call for my husband ” Gwyneth whispered, “He is away hunting my lady ” was the reply.
Just then Gail saw a spirit emerging from the life’s blood pooling around Gwyneth , without a thought Gail lunged forward and caught it, it was a tiny baby girl. The tiny soul looked up into Gail’s eyes and smiled opening her eyes wide it was as if she was saying thank you.
Gail was delighted by the little dot and brought her over to meet her mother. Gently she handed the little girl to Gwyneth, the ghost who was so happy to be reunited with her baby .


While the three women were fussing and cooing over the baby, Morgarna had even stubbed her cigarette out so as not to breathe smoke all over the babe, the anomaly arrived . Morgarna checked her cigarette was out and picking up the stub she dropped it into her bag. “Mustn’t contaminate the time continuem ladies” she smiled adding, ” Oh! That’s our cue to jump come on and hold that baby tight! ” So linking arms and Gwyneth holding on tight to the baby they all jumped.


They landed with a thump in the dimly lit bed Chamber full of doctors apocatheries and other lords and scribes.
“I know where we are” said Gwyneth, “are were veiled they don’t know we are here do they Morgarna?” She asked indicating all the men standing around.
“No we can’t be seen or heard” Morgarna reassured her.
“This is my husband’s Bed Chamber and he is dying, I have whittnessed this scene so many times….. It’s so painful to watch he bemoans how losing me and the baby blotted his life….he never recovered and he died a young man…. I feel so guilty” Gwyneth’s voice trailed off.
Morgarna looked sharply at her and said, ” you can’t hold yourself responsible for his actions, we can’t change any of that now but we can sort out the three of you spirits in the ever after and give you all some peace. That’s what we are here for.”
Turning to Gail she added ” here’s where you come in again sweetie”
Gail watched the scene as the man in the bed rambled on and the medics and scribes bumbled around. Then all of a sudden Gwen’s husband looked straight at her and the baby and smiled. “This is different ” whispered Gwyneth “he’s never seen me before” smiling she reached out her hand to him.
At that moment he breathed his last and closed his eyes and died. “No” screamed Gywneth ,”This is awful I feel like I have lost him all over again” and she desolved into tears.
Gail was concentrating on the dying man, she knew what she had to do this time and she was ready.
While Morgarna consoled Gwyneth Gail saw the spirit of the man leaving the bed heading for the light, quick as a flash she caught his arm and pulled him back and spun him round to face his wife and baby. They all embraced and there were many tears of joy.
Morgarna intervened “Come on guys there’s no time for that you three all need to follow that light! Now!” With a shove she sent them on their way, a happy couple and their baby went towards the light and disappeared. They all turned and waved with gratitude in their eyes as they passed through, Gail went to follow but just as she got to the light Morgarna grabbed her …”Not yet young lady it’s not your time “
Gail felt strangely empty and lost but then she felt Morgarna’s warmth seeping into her she relaxed and let go!


©K.L.Caley

Merlin was sitting on the lawn on the approach to the castle when he got a message from Morgarna on the *T.A.S.C.C. App. on his mobile. It read: ‘mission completed I need a cigarette and a drink ! ‘

* Time and Space Continuem Commutation App.


They landed, Gail and Morgarna, next to Merlin who had organised a table and ordered some food and drinks.
“My dears, a Bacardi and Coke for you Morgs and a Cabernet Sauvignon for you Gail, how did it go are they all resettled and reunited now?”
“Yes indeed ” Morgarna replied lighting a cigarette, “all thanks to Gail we are all sorted here. ” Then seemingly smoking her cigarette she spoke to Merlin telepathically “Gail was a little unsettled by it all and I nearly lost her to the light! “
Merlin raised an eyebrow and then said well ladies let’s eat drink and be merry for Lady Gwyneth and her family”……and so they did.


Later that evening Gail and Merlin jumped through the anomaly back to the house while Morgarna was sent off on another trip.


©K.L.Caley

Morgarna landed with a thump on the deck of a huge battleship that has just travelled through Tower Bridge in London…. There were a couple of good looking naval ratings finishing some work before their supper who were mightily surprised by her entry… Morgarna smiled and practically purred “Well hello sailors!”

This is part of K.L. Caley’s #writephoto Battleship.

Song Lyric Sunday: Riding the New Wave.

Jim Adams

Hi this week Jim Adam our knowledgeable host for Song Lyric Sunday is here with prompt. This week it’s New Wave Music. Well that’s a huge pallet for us to cover Jim…. I could spend a month on this subject and barely scratch the surface. So we are talking late seventies, eighties and beyond so I was young married and had small children to look after.. but I always made time for music , this shows in our lads eclectic tastes!

So what is New Wave Music, as always I shall get Wiki to explain, as I said it’s a huge subject!

New wave is a loosely defined music genre that encompasses pop-oriented styles from the late 1970s and the 1980s. It was originally used as a catch-all for the various styles of music that emerged after punk rock, including punk itself. Later, critical consensus favored “new wave” as an umbrella term involving many popular music styles of the era, including power pop, synth-pop, ska revival, and more specific forms of punk rock that were less abrasive. It may also be viewed as a more accessible counterpart of post-punk. A number of common characteristics of new wave music include a humorous or quirky pop approach, the use of electronic sounds, and a distinctive visual style in music videos and fashion. In the early 1980s, virtually every new pop/rock act – and particularly those that employed synthesizers – were tagged as “new wave”. Although new wave shares punk’s do-it-yourself philosophy, the artists were more influenced by the styles of the 1950s along with the lighter strains of 1960s pop and were opposed to the generally abrasive, political bents of punk rock, as well as what was considered to be creatively stagnant “corporate rock”. New wave commercially peaked from the late 1970s into the early 1980s wit h numerous major artists and an abundance of one-hit wonders. MTV, which was launched in 1981, heavily promoted new-wave acts, boosting the genre’s popularity. In the mid-1980s, new wave declined with the emergence of the New RomanticNew Pop, and New Music genres. Since the 1990s, new wave resurged several times with the growing nostalgia for several new-wave-influenced artists. More information here.

As said above where to start. So I am going with three yup three and believe me it was hard to stop at three! Thr first one is a real catchy tune I used to dance around the house baby in one arm hoover in over hand and if they were not at school, the older boys either dancing with me or telling me to turn it down so they could hear their music!

Doctor! Doctor!” is a song performed by the British new wave band Thompson Twins. It is the second single from the band’s fourth studio album, Into the Gap (1984). It was written by Tom BaileyAlannah Currie and Joe Leeway, and prominently features a keyboard solo. Following the successful chart performances of the Into the Gap single “Hold Me Now“, “Doctor! Doctor!” was released in the UK on 27 January 1984 as the album’s second single. In 1983, after the commercial success of their third album Quick Step and Side Kick, the Thompson Twins collaborated again with producer Alex Sadkin to record Into the Gap at Compass Point Studios in the Bahamas. Bailey and Sadkin co-produced the album’s tracks, including “Doctor! Doctor!”.

I saw you there, just standing there
And I thought I was only dreaming, yeah
I kissed you then, then once again
You said you would come and dance with me
Dance with me across the sea
And we can feel the motion of a thousand dreams

Doctor! Doctor! Can’t you see I’m burning, burning
Oh, Doctor! Doctor! Is this love I’m feeling?

Ships at night give such delight
We all leave before the morning light
Please don’t go, no, please don’t go
‘Cause I don’t want to stay here on my own, ooh

Doctor! Doctor! Can’t you see I’m burning, burning
Oh, Doctor! Doctor! Is this love I’m feeling?

Doctor! Doctor! Can’t you see I’m burning, burning
Oh, Doctor! Doctor! Is this love I’m feeling?

Fever breathe your love on me (breathe your love)
Take away my name (take away)
Fever lay your hands on me (breathe your love)
I’ll never be the same

Oh, Doctor! Doctor! Can’t you see I’m burning, burning
Oh, Doctor! Doctor! Is this love I’m feeling?

Doctor! Doctor! Can’t you see I’m burning, burning
Oh, Doctor! Doctor! Is this love I’m feeling?

Come with me and make believe
We can travel to eternity

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Alannah Joy Currie / Joseph Martin Leeway / Tom Bailey

Doctor! Doctor! lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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So I fell in love with Aha from the get go, their first release Take on me had me hooked but here’s my favourite one of theirs. I don’t think any of the lads were keen on these guys by then they had developed their own tastes!

The Sun Always Shines on T.V.” is a song by Norwegian band A-ha, released as the third single from their debut studio album, Hunting High and Low (1985). The song was written by guitarist Pål Waaktaar. In some commercial markets the single was not as popular as their previous (debut) single “Take On Me“, which had achieved the top spot in the United States and several other countries around the world, but in the United Kingdom and Ireland it improved upon the number-two charting of “Take On Me”, reaching number one on the UK Singles Chart for two weeks in January 1986, having been released there on 16 December 1985. Its success secured for the band the prestige of having achieved number-one single status in both the primary Anglo-American popular music charts on either side of the Atlantic.

The band’s Paul Waaktaar-Savoy said… we wrote “The Sun Always Shines On T.V.,” that Andrew Wickham’s secretary felt was a hit. She convinced him to make room for it. When we recorded it, we were really sick with influenza. Magne and Morten were lying in the studio on camping beds with high fevers. The bass line for the song was performed using a Yamaha DX7. Other synthesizers include PPG WaveRoland Juno-60 and sampled instruments. The oboe during the song was played on a sampler. Information from Wiki.

Touch me
How can it be
Believe me
The sun always shines on T.V

Hold me
Close to your heart
Touch me
And give all your love to me
To me…

I Reached inside myself
And found nothing there
To ease the pressure off
My ever worried mind

All my powers waste away
I fear the crazed and lonely looks
The mirror’s sending me
These Days

Touch me
How can it be
Believe me
The sun always shines on T.V

Hold me
Close to your heart
Touch me
And give all your love to me

Please don’t ask me to defend
The shamefull lowlands
Of the way I’m drifting
Gloomily through time
(Touch me)

I reached inside myself today
(Give all your love)
Thinking there’s got to be some way
To keep my troubles distant

Hold me
Close to your heart
Touch me
And give all your love to me

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Paul Waaktaar-savoy

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The boys were older by now and Tears For Fears were liked by all of us. In fact later our youngest worked, for a time, for a record company who had Tears for Fears on their books.

The Seeds of Love is the third studio album by British pop rock band Tears for Fears, released on 25 September 1989 by Fontana Records. It retained the band’s epic sound while incorporating influences ranging from jazz and soul to Beatlesque pop. Its lengthy production and scrapped recording sessions cost over £1 million. The album spanned the title hit single “Sowing the Seeds of Love,” as well as “Woman in Chains,” and “Advice for the Young at Heart”, both of which reached the top 40 in several countries.

The Seeds of Love was an international success, entering the UK Albums Chart at number one, and top ten in other countries including the U.S. It has been certified Gold or Platinum in several territories including the United Kingdom, the United States, France, Germany, Canada, and the Netherlands. Despite its success, personal tensions during recording led to band members Curt Smith and Roland Orzabal splitting up at the conclusion of their 1990 world tour, with Orzabal remaining as the band’s sole official member until the two reunited in the early 2000s.

In October 2020, the remastered reissue of The Seeds of Love was released in several formats including a super deluxe edition, with B-sides, remixes, and a 5.1 surround sound mix. Information from Wiki

High time we made a stand and shook up the views of the common man
And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast
D.J.’s the man we love the most
Could you be, could you be squeaky clean
And smash any hope of democracy?
As the headline says you’re free to choose
There’s egg on your face and mud on your shoes
One of these days they’re gonna call it the blues yeah

Sowing the seeds of love (Anything is possible)
Seeds of love (When you’re sowing the seeds of love)
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love (Anything is possible)
Seeds of love (When you’re sowing the seeds of love)
Sowing the seeds

I spy tears in their eyes
They look to the skies for some kind of divine intervention
Food goes to waste
So nice to eat, so nice to taste
Politician granny with your high ideals
Have you no idea how the majority feels?
So without love and a promise land
We’re fools to the rules of a goverment plan
Kick out the style!
Bring back the jam!

Sowing the seeds of love (Anything is possible)
Seeds of love (When you’re sowing the seeds of love)
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love (Anything is possible)
Seeds of love (When you’re sowing the seeds of love)
Sowing the seeds

The birds and the bees
My girlfriend and me
In love

Feel the pain
Talk about it
If you’re a worried man, then shout about it
Open hearts, feel about it
Open minds, think about it
Everyone, read about it
Everyone, scream about it!
Everyone (Everyone yeah, yeah)
Everyone (Everyone), read about it, read about it
Read in the books in the crannies
And the nooks there are books to read for us!

Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love
We’re sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds

Sowing the seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love

Sowing the seeds of love

Time to eat all your words
Swallow your pride
Open your eyes
Time to eat all your words
Swallow your pride
Open your eyes

High time we made a stand (Time to eat all your words)
And shook up the views of the common man (Swallow your pride)
And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast (Open your eyes)
Every minute of every hour
“I love a sunflower ” (Open your eyes)
And I believe in love power (Open your eyes)
Love power
Love power (Open your eyes)

Sowing the seeds of love
Seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love
The seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love
The seeds of love
Sowing the seeds

An end to need
And the politics of greed
With love

Sowing the seeds of love
Seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love
Seeds of love (Anything, anything)
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love
Seeds of love
Sowing the seeds

An end to need
And the politics of greed
With love

Sowing the seeds of love
Seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love
Seeds of love
Sowing the seeds…

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Roland Orzabal / Curt Smith

Sowing the Seeds of Love lyrics © Bmg Vm Music Ltd.

HAPPY SUNDAY EVERYONE 💜

Ronovan Writes SIJO Wednesday Poetry Challenge #46. Use FORTUNE as your inspiration this week.

Ronovan Writes Sijo Challenge Image

I do not apologize for basing my Sijo this week on News story: Jan. 24, 2023, at 2:14 p.m. LONDON (Reuters) -British voluntary aid workers Chris Parry and Andrew Bagshaw were killed during an attempted humanitarian evacuation in eastern Ukraine, Parry’s family said on Tuesday, weeks after they were reported missing in the war-torn country.

THE FORTUNE OF WAR.

Caught up in the theatre of war, two heroes gave their lives for others.
Winter showed no pity, the enemy gives no quarter.
Four seasons witness atrocities, the miss fortune of war.

Part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Sijo.

The Friday Reminder for #SoCS & #JusJoJan 2023 Daily Prompt – Jan. 21st

Badge by Shelley Krupa..

Welcome to the Daily 2023 Just Jot it January Prompt and the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt for SATURDAY, JANUARY 21st! It’s been a busy few days, but things promise to ease up a bit next week, so yay!

For those of you joining SoCS for the first time, it’s a little different than the other prompts in that it’s not always a whole or single word. If you’re joining in from JusJoJan, don’t want to write stream of consciousness style, no worries. It’s up to you! If you do want to try it, please check out the rules below. It’s fun! Here’s your Saturday prompt:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 21st and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “count on it.” Use the phrase “count on it” somewhere in your post. Enjoy!

After you’ve written your Saturday post tomorrow, please link it here at this week’s prompt page and check to make sure it’s here in the comments so others can find it and see your awesome post. Anyone can join in!

Count on it: a Nonet.

Dawn breaks and cracks as the sun rises
The pale moon chases her by night
That’s how it is, count, on it
Always tides ebb and flow
You can count on it
Spring leads Summer
Nature’s way
Count on
It

K.L.Caley’s#WRITEPHOTO – Arrowslit

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Well here we are at the castle Merlin, Morgarna and Gail are just about to embark on a new adventure . Now I have to warn you this is a sad one so you will need the tissues.

Approach.


So here we are this is part of K.L. Caley’s #writephoto.

Morgarna stubbed out her cigarette as they crossed the threshold of the castle. She had to smile and raise an eyebrow at Merlin who was smiling back over the head of an excited Gail.
As they entered the main hall Gail stood stock still, Morgarna made to move her along but Merlin shook his head and signaled to her to wait!
“Hello” said Gail looking behind her and reaching out, as soon as she touched the being Morgarna and Merlin could see it too. Merlin got out the E.R. (Entity Reader) after scanning the being he said “Oh! Good she’s a benign being.”

The three turned to face the spirit it was a woman, she was obviously a noblewoman, her blue dress and head covering suggested riches.


Gail had felt an instant attraction to this gentle lady. There was something about her eyes that touched Gail deeply.
Merlin, stepping forward and taking the lady’s hand he kissed it. ” May I ask your name my lady, I am Merlin, wizard, this is Morgarna sorceress and our ward the lady Gail” Merlin said inclining his head.
Gail’s eyes beamed, as she thought to herself “their ward, the lady Gail” Morgarna caught her thoughts and winked at her.
“Can we help you my lady we are here at your service.” Merlin continued.
“I am Lady Gwyneth and sadly I am trapped here and I am so lonely I truly want to pass over and be with my loved ones ” the lady looked so sad that even Morgarna felt a tinge of pity for her as she lit another cigarette.
“So” said Gail “how can we help you Lady Gwyneth, perhaps if you could tell us what happened? “

Lady Gwyneth bowed her head and closed her eyes . “Life was good my husband was a good man and we were so happy, I was expecting our first child I was walking in the rose garden which was to been seen from this arrow slit . “
Gwyneth had walked across the hall to an opening that now looked out on to the moat.


arrowslit

For visually challenged writers, the image shows an arrowslit looking out over a body of water, with an ancient stone wall and curved tower just visible.

“Things were just perfect and I was so very happy, the sun was shining the flowers scent was incredibly heady and I felt life was perfect. Then suddenly I felt a terrible pain in my belly I fell to the ground screaming with pain,… I felt wet, blood pouring out of me and I knew my baby was leaving me as was my life blood. “
Gail moved across the hall toward Gwyneth and put her arms around her and said “We will do all we can to rest your soul truly we will “


Morgarna had popped outside the castle and found a Café, she returned with four cups of tea she handed them around and said ” well Gywn what happened next? “
‘I tried to call out” replied Gwyneth. ” But no sound came out of my mouth, as I got weaker laying there in the sun the beautiful scent of flowers all around me. I felt my life slipping out of me then I saw our beautiful son floating away from me. I had had no idea whether it was a boy or a girl until I saw him slipping away ….
That’s when I gave up and the second I did I was up and running after our boy but I could not catch him! As I tried to hold on to him I heard my husband calling my name. I even felt his arms around me , I turned , I tried to go back to my beloved but I could not, I could not reach my baby or my husband. ” Gwyneth took a sip of the tea Morgarna had given her and continued. ” I was stuck there betwixt and between unable to reach either. Then I was lifted and spun round through what was like a black hole. Then I found myself here in the Great hall where I was stuck…. I could not leave I could not rest, I could leave, I could not sleep or rest all I could do was watch my beloved husband grief and grow angry and sower. He flooded my beautiful rose garden and set a most around the whole castle . Gail it was awful I watched him die from the inside out.” Gwyneth sank to the floor sobbing and Gail held her close.
“Please Morgarna, Merlin we have to help we have to ” Gail’s eyes were full of tears her heart was breaking.
Morgarna looked at Merlin ….. “Merls” she said ” We’ve got to help …”

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