COSMIC PHOTO PROMPT. 31/7/21.

This is part of Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge, The prompt is: A room with a view.

© willowdot21.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 31, 2021

Its Saturday again and time for LindaGHill to give us our prompt for SoCs.

Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “the last photo you took.” Take the last photo you snapped. What’s the first word that comes to mind when you look at it? That word is your prompt. Enjoy!

© willowdot21.

GLORIOUS.

Gently, evening falls
Languid after a mixed day
Over head sleepy bird calls
Repair to nest and bush
I delight in skies of pink faye.
Over the hedge golden eyes
Userp the leaves of green like
Spirits watching us through the night.

Badge by Shelley Krupa.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 24, 2021

Badge by Shelley Krupa.

Linda,our host said : “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “color/colour.” Use it as a noun, a verb, or pick a color and write about it–use it any way you like. Have fun!”

Colour surrounds us, golden sunlight, silver moonlight, green fields and blue skies and seas. Nature is full of colour. Colour makes our lives we even describe our feelings in colour. When we see a rainbow we see it as magical.

Cinnamon yellow warm
Opal white cool and calm
Languishing purple of the soul
Orange burnished hot
Ultimately colours blend
Restoring beauty to our lives.

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Below are two videos. The first one is an old advert for a colour TV. If you look through the fact it is an advert and listen to the words and look at the pictures it is beautiful. The song used is Sound And Vision by David Bowie.

The video below is an old one from 2002 by Darius Campbell. Colour Blind.

Have a happy and colourful weekend everyone 💜💜💜

K.L.Caley’s#writephoto : Subsea.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a speckled fish emerging from a pot in an underwater scene.

Subsea – Image by KL Caley

This is not a good look, Morgarna thought to herself. As she left one amphorae to investigate the next! It was empty too, she was beginning to lose her patience.
Merlin had tricked her again, he’d said, “beautiful clear waters, warmth and sun, sea and plenty to drink, what’s not to like” no mention of being under water with no hope of getting out, and instead of white rum ..water, salt water.
No Merlin owed her this time he’d gone too far, why was it always her that got the dirty end of the stick?
As Morgarna flipped back and forth she was, rather reluctantly, impressed with her swimming skills, very agile she mused.
Just as she was about to give up she saw it, a perfectly round golden sphere, the golden pearl of Atlantis.
There it was floating Infront of the amphora on the right. Okay all she had to do was capture it then job done and she’d make sure Merlin paid for it!
As she was wondering just how a fish might catch and transport a golden pearl, she saw a large fish approaching fast. He didn’t look like he was going to ask her out to dinner. He was looking at her as if she was the dinner.
Without thinking Morgarna swallowed the pearl, and darted off upward! The large fish was in hot persuit and gaining.
Come on thought Morgarna where are you. As she swerved this way and that feeling the large fish snapping at her tail she thought of all the ways she was going to make Merlin pay!
Then she felt sharp teeth gripping her tail, a slight panic began to rise somewhere inside the body she was in. (hard to tell where when it’s not your body)
Just as she decided she’d better make a few “Mea Culpas” she saw the anomaly inches away. With all her might Morgarna threw herself into it.

Landing with a splosh on the Laboratory carpet, naked as the day she was born and with a medium sized fish attached to her bum. She looked up and saw a shocked Merlin looking down on her!
He reached out to help her up but she batted his hand away. Removing the fish gently from her behind she got up and relocated it in the large fish tank by the coffee machine.
“Did you get it?” asked Merlin ..
“Oh! Thanks Hun, yes I am okay, soaking bloody wet and my hair will take ages to recover from the sea water! Plus I have a bruised arse! ” Morgarna hissed.
“Yes I know” Merlin replied, “but did you get it.”
“Of course I did” she replied grimacing. “Can I see it?” Merlin was getting irritated now.
A smile crossed Morgarna’s face. “Yes in a couple of days time….it’s in my tummy, it needs to be digested and expelled, then sweetie you can have it …and clean it!” Morgarna ended on a shout.
Turning on her heal she marched off to the bathroom calling over her shoulder, “anything but fish and chips for dinner …. Hun.”
Merlin watch her gorgeous back disappear into the bathroom, he smiled to himself and grabbed the car keys.
Later on the sofa enjoying her second Bacrdi and coke Morgarna felt movement in her gut…. She decided not to tell Merlin yet…. He could stew a while! “

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THIS IS PART OF K.L. CALEYS #WRITEPHOTO.

The Life of B’s Squares Challenge: Trees.

Being Square is Fun!

This beautiful Guy lives in Wales near an old mill we stayed in last month. I am so grateful that I could capture his spirit and bring him home with me .

Join in this lovely challenge and post a photographic square daily for one month every quarter. The theme changes every quarter and is announced on this blog a few weeks, occasionally days, in advance of the challenge month. The challenge months are January, April, July and October.

© willowdot21.

July’s subject is Trees.

You can find the rules and join in at The Life Of B.

We are what we are we are legion.

Forbidden Love  A Nonet 

We walk in  shadows  away from  light

Hidden we belong  to  the  night .

You can never hold  my  hand

A love  like ours is  banned.

People  must not  know

I love you so

forbidden

Is our

Love.

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Butterflies of  Love 

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Image found  here 

Taboos blown to wind and skies

On no man did she depend

Rather to herself true

She turned inward to befriend

Tiny butterflies of love.

Escaped from heaven

Ecstasy pure as  the dove

Unspoken their lust did rise

Such joy forbidden.

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Rainbow  Haiku.

Rainbow Cake

Rainbow Cake

Glorious  colours  of  the rainbow

Mixed up in  a cake

Love everyone,  real not  fake

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I am what I am 

Love  me  for what I am

Be I  unsure, woman or man

Let  me live loud and proud

To  be  what I  am, not hide under a cloud.

Transexual, transvestite ,Gay or lesbian

Accept  me, love me,  this  is what I am!

K. L. Caley’s #writephoto. Community.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a collection of toy people all gathered around a sign with the word “Community” on it

Community – Image by KL Caley

Well 15 months on and still the pandemic was causing havoc. Most people had to work from home. For many this meant long days and nights alone with a computer screen. For Pete it had become depressing, soul destroying.
He made sure he got out for at least an hour’s walk everyday, he used his exercise bike in the evening, had his shopping delivered and made sure he cooked good healthy food.
When he could, he’d get out and meet friends…… That had been impossible during the early lockdowns. Things were finally beginning to come together and ease for now ( no one could be sure what the the next few weeks could bring.)
Pete opened his daily meeting, only to be greeted by empty screens on mute. In the beginning everyone had been eager to join in the meetings, screens and sound on. Slowly they had all withdrawn.
“Come on guys I am bending over backwards to help you guys… For pity’s sake cut me me some slack!” Pete shouted.
Slowly screens filled with his techs and engineers and program architects.
He smiled “hi guys we have the big boss joing us today!”
Just then the boss appeared on his screen.
“Right guys we want you all back in the office for the end of September, three days a week.”
Pete could not control himself he jumped up clapping and cheering! It broke the ice everyone laughed! The boss smile and asked Pete was he pleased!
Pete thanked goodness an end was in sight and that he’d got dressed properly this morning.
Later that day when the team signed in for their next meeting they all looked askance at Pete’s square.. there was a white edged, grey, board with the word Community on it and infront a collection of five toy figures doing different things.
After a second or two Pete’s face appeared….”that’s us guys we are a team, we are a community! Keep those screens on , unmute your devices. Let’s communicate let’s rebond.”

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This is part of K.L.Caleys #writephoto.

Wordless Wednesday and One -Liner Wednesday. On Thursday.

Trees, they make oxygen for us to breathe and they look beautiful I love trees. ©willowdot21.

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© willowdot21

Can you see this tree’s green dress and gentle face I have outlined it in white in the second Photo.

This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday and also Wordless Wednesday.

One-Liner Wednesday – It’s which season?

#TANKATUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 234, #SYNONYMSONL:Green and Morass

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WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Our prompt from Colleen is ; Green & Morass.

© willowdot21

canopy verdant
Sinking in to the damp earth
flower farmed by ant.

Photo by Matheus Bertelli on Pexels.com

lush soft shades
of complications
it’s total madness

A 5/7/5 Haiku and a 3/5/3 Haiku for Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 10, 2021. Hope.

Badge by Shelley Krupa.

It’s time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. It is Saturday and I am late posting this. Anyway Linda said:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “hope.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

Hope has been in short supply of late. But never let it be said that hope died, well actually I did once I even wrote about it here!
Well I hope you can forgive me I was rather depressed at the time.
Anyway, hope has been a tad thin on the ground of late, climate change, brexit, covid 19 and all her cousins! wild fires, hurricanes, tornadoes, floods and mad and bad politicians.
Somehow we have kept hope’s head above water, sometimes more than others.
Well I hope I am not boring you but they do say hope springs eternal…. not really sure about that but it’s something to hold on to . I am off now…I am not saying what my hopes are for today… You might be able to guess.. but I can neither deny or confirm. I do hope you have a good Sunday.

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Hope springs eternal
Only pessimists deny
Plying with fate infernal
Every optimists learns to fly

This is part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

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