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

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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.

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY. Thar Be Dragons.

part of Hugh’s Wordless Wednesday.

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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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.

Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the 26th, 2023

LindaGHill’s was here again earlier and she said:”Hey there! I’m back with your regular daily prompt. Today is our twenty-sixth prompt for Just Jot it January 2023, and it’s brought to us by J-Dub. Thanks loads, J-Dub! Please be sure to visit J-Dub’s blog to read her posts and say hello. And follow her while you’re there, if you’re not already.

Your prompt for JusJoJan January 26th 2023, is “family.” Use the word “family” any way you’d like. Enjoy!

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.

Family : well Mum met Dad and they fell in love. Not only were they from different ends of the social scale but he was catholic and she a protestant but somehow they overcame the odds and had a life long loveafair, nine children six of whom six survived. I was the youngest, I had three sisters and two brothers to look up too. Now I have told you all many tales of my family life and how Mum and Dad taught us all good family and christian valves.

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some of the siblings and cousins: me at the front.

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Family Maths

First there was me then I met you
We united and that made us two
Growing close we became one
Then a new life came along
We became two plus one.
Moving on and we soon had another one
Our total rising up to four
A nice round figure, then along came one more!
Our numbers added up to five
Our youngsters keep us alive.
Five was our sum for a long while
Then number five met number six and that Made us all smile.
So there we stayed for a while.
Not quite the same as before
Different for all, then suddenly we find there is one more!
So here we are at seven
All is good and seems like heaven.
We all learn new roles and tricks
As grandparents and uncles we enter the mix.
We just get it off all pat
When number eight lands on the mat!
So here we are a family of eight
There may be more and that will be great.

© willowdot21

Then there is my Blogging Family all of you who I love and lots of whom I have met at the Bloggers Bash. I have written about you all too my bloggily. Photos of some of you, those still with us some sadly gone. If you are not there you still count , you are all important to me.💜

Family, The fur Family, Steve, Minky 1,2,3,4 and 5 Multi and Tinker, Rebbo and Ruby.

WORDLESS Wednesday: Frozen.

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PART OF HUGH’S WORDLESS WEDNESDAY.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 446 CHIRP and Hello.

This week I’ve written a Haiku inspired by this mornings walk with Ruby.

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Cold frosty morning
Across frozen fields we tramp
Birds from frosted trees
Chirp having survived the night
Bleak midwinter’s harsh hello.

Ronovanwrite’s.

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the 22nd, 2023

Good morning everyone and a Happy Birthday to my youngest son who is 40 years today! How did that happen!

Also its The Chinese New Year so.

xn nián ho (sshinnyen haoww)

Gong hei fat choy(恭喜发财)

And now it’s time for LindaGHill’s prompt for JusJoJan Linda said : “Welcome to the daily prompt! Today is your twenty secondth prompt for Just Jot it January 2023, and it’s brought to you by Kay. Thank you, Kaye! Please be sure to visit Kaye’s blog to read her post and say hello. And follow her while you’re there, if you’re not already.

Your prompt for JusJoJan January 22nd 2023, is “Seasonal.” Use the word “Seasonal” 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..

We are lucky here in England to have four definite seasons. Winter, Spring, Summer and Autumn. We know and expect our seasonal changes. I have put together some of my photos that show seasonal changes.

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Seasonal.

The seasons come and go
Winters bleak with ice and snow
Spring like its name full of new life
Summer colours dress our country
Autumn brings fruitful bounty.

Wordless Wednesday.

© willowdot21

Part of Hugh’s Wordless Wednesday.

#TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 301, 1/3/23

Welcome to a new year of writing syllabic poetry. Please read the rules, updated for the new year,2023 HERE.

Back by popular demand, our first poetry challenge of 2023 from Colleen Chesebro is to write your poem by selecting synonyms for the two words below. Do not use the two words—synonyms only.

This week I have chosen to write a Tanka.

New & Experience.

A novel feeling
An encounter with nature
Never before felt
Completely out of the blue
To be one with the ocean.

It is so lovely to have you back Colleen, to feel the warmth of our poetic family once more, here’s to 2023.💜💜💜💜

K.L.Caley’s #writephoto part one of a catch up post Morgarna, Merlin and co have not been sleeping. Part 1.

Morgarna had a very rough time coping with being robbed if powers and incaserated in a lonely freezing garret but as always nothing lasts forever.

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Merlin carefully carried Morgarna into the house where he gently woke her up. She was not in a good mood and a little surprised to be back at the house…” What took you so long I felt like I was dying in that cold and dirty garret!”
” You were not too easy to find babes you were off the radar for a while there! How are you feeling now Morgs”
“Absolute rubbish Merl’s but I can feel my powers returning and boy that’s really good, I felt really vulnerable, I can’t imagine how those mortals must feel…so unsafe!” With that Morgarna sprung up and announced that she was off for a bath and just vanished.
“What have I told you about inappropriate use of Magic” Merlin asked the void she’d left.
“Just testing that my powers work, and a little.bird told me you’ve not been quite the stickler lately! “


Later a much refreshed and more confident Morgarna emerged looking her normal stunning self.
Gail was in the kitchen cooking up a whirlwind and John was happily watching her completely spell bound by the machinery and the amazing smells.
Merlin and Morgarna sat in the lab huddled over the computer discussing the next step they needed to take to deal with the shapshifting entity.
“We may not need to go back Morgs, right now he’s in our time zone is
and I believe I have located his home planet. We need to get him sorted and returned before he causes more problems.
We need to return to the cemetery and the Volts were Annette and her father are buried”
Morgarna agreed, ” We’d better take John with us too.


“I’m coming too” insisted Gail I need to see this one through to the end! “
“Okay” said Merlin “but it won’t be all excitement!”
” Are we jumping or driving, Merl’s?” Morgarna asked.
“Time is of the the essence, right now I think we should Jump and so they did.


Reindeer – Image by KL Caley.

As they landed in the cemetery they found themselves surrounded by a thick fog, in the distance they could see a herd of reindeer 🦌” Oh! How festive” Morgarna trilled.


“Come we need to get things sorted out ” replied Merlin pointing his mobile at the distant deer, ” those are just deer so we had best get on.”
Are you ready for this John , are you ready to meet your love Annette again?” Asked Gail . “Yes indeed I am. I miss her so ” said John.
As Gail and John headed towards the church and the crypt ….. Merlin and Morgarna headed in to town, the ghosts who had witnessed the the Entity taking the young man’s body described him.
They had seen the entity enter one of houses in the street just outside the cemetery.two houses with matching doors, railings and winter decor.


“Well ” Merlin got his phone and ER. out and pointed them at the doors, then after looking at the reading he
continued “It’s in the lit up house”
“Are you certain” asked Morgarna “I’d of thought that he’d be hiding in the dark one…..I’d of put money on it!”
“We said Merlin that’s probably what it wants us to think , but it’s definitely in the lit up house.”
Silently Morgarna and Merlin went into the house using a skeleton key that Merlin had in his pocket. As they stepped inside they were shocked to find themselves in a pitch black hallway in a pitch black house?

Neighbours – Image by KL Caley.

This is part of K.L.Caley’s #writephpto Horizon.

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