Watch the wall.

I wrote this post back in November 2012 after the school Massacre at Sandy Hook Elementary School. There have been more massacres since. Nothing has changed nothing has been done… WHY?

So I am going to post it again six years on, how many more times will I have to post it?

Watch the wall my Darlings.

Watch the wall my darlings as the gunman passes by, hush now everyone he will double back and kill us if he hears you cry.

No I don’t think he cares that guns are not allowed and I know he will not stop to think before firing into a crowd.

Try not to whimper as he will hear that too he has shot your little friends for less and he will do the same to you.

Here, cuddled up to me my darlings lets all play sleeping lions please keep calm or we will become more statistics in this crime.

Yes those are your friends my darlings but we cannot help them now. You are in my care here and to keep you safe I vow .

Who is he is my darlings I have no idea, but we need not think of him, he is of no consequence my dear.

What is important is that you stay here with me and make no noise for him to hear.

Oh! yes. Watch the wall my darlings as the gunman passes by,

Hush now everyone, he will double back and kill us if he hears you cry.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

In light of the shooting in Newton America I wrote the above poem. I wrote it out of respect for the teachers and children that were murdered and all the relatives left behind to wonder why.

The media should not give the murder any air time he should should not be named . This only encourages the next mad man or woman to out do him. Gun laws need to be stricter and no one needs a gun in their home. Mental health needs to have more funds pumped into it so these people can be found and treated before they cause such grief.

Lets us not forget the first victim his mother. 14th December 2012

Another year another tragedy just one of many.

2018.

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Colleen Chesebro Weekly Tanka Tuesday. No. 72

This week Colleen of The Fairy Whisperer has given us Breakthrough and Movement and to use synonyms only.

I smash down boundaries

Stepping the light fandango

At last I am free

Sweeping all that bars my way

Leaping, skipping all the way.

Image from Pixabay

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Twittering Tale #72 – 20 February 2018 – “Hopewell”

Hopewell

Photo prompt by Leigh Heasley at Pexels.com

Another morning in the gray soulless house. She crept out of the door into cold gray air. Her case was light as she carried it down the drive so as not to wake those in the house
Out of the gray gates for the last time! Today the first day of her life in colour.Farewell Hopewell.

(280 Characters)

Kat’s Twittering Tales.

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #189 Zen&Noise

This week Ronovan of Ronovanwrites has given us the two words Zen & Noise for his Weekly Haiku Challenge.

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There is no more Zen

Politicians make such noise

The world lost to men.

Colleen Chesebro Weekly Tanka Tuesday.

This week’s prompts for Tanka Tuesday are the words Character and Affection. To add spice to the challenge Colleen Chesebro of The Fairy Whisperer has specified we have to use Synonyms.

My spirit formed by rain

Honed by wind and sky taught me

To find love of sort

I have learned to care for me

My evolved soul to set free.

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Valentine’s Day.

Two Valentine Poems from different ends of the spectrum. The first one I wrote in 2013 the second I wrote last year.

Valentine Day.

Beautiful Roses their message plain,

They were oh! so lovely when they came.

Chocolates and champagne too

A handsome way to say “I love you”

Sadly handsome is as handsome does

And no one wants to make a fuss.

But the message seems to fade away

As tempers rise and peace forgets to stay.

The chocolates fly across the room and hit the wall,

The vase smashed, the flowers scattered as they fall.

No good to offer soothing words

The shouting’s all that’s heard.

The neighbours turn a deaf ear , “That poor woman must live in fear” .

Only half the tale is known

The neighbours have no idea of what’s happening in this home.

Things get worse she grabs a knife

She’ll put an end to all this strife.

She cuts him once she cuts him twice …

“You need to learn to be be more nice”

She whispers with a smile.

He stands there shaking and bleeding all the while.

The police have been called more than once

But she always manages to repel their response.

The truth is, they would not believe

This poor sweet woman is not the one aggrieved.

She carries no marks or bruises None at all for she is the one who abuses.

Her husband is a patient man Who tries to please his wife the best he can .

But she cannot be appeased Nothing he can do makes her pleased.

She swears she loves him she swears it will change

But week after week it is the same.

He will do or say something wrong

And her patience will be gone.

He has tried to leave her tried to go

But she begs and weeps and carries on.

She promised she would get help.

He cannot see any way out

He cowers in the corner as she shouts.

The knife is lying on the floor within his reach ………

Then comes the usual banging at the door.

💜💜💜💜💜💜💜🌹🌹

Acrostic: Be my Valentine

Breathtakingly needing

Eros’s arrow pricks

💜💜💜💜

Mixing love potions at this time

You must, you must be mine.

💜💜💜💜

Value added roses and chocolates

All add up to to special dates.

Love encounters special things

Enchanted, petals hearts and fairy rings.

Never knowingly under sold

Treats and treasures gently unfold.

Intimate touches and arousing kisses

Naked passion erupts exploding wishes

Ending orgasmic joy.

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

I do hope everyone had a happy Valentine’s Day. 💜💜

Twittering Tale #71 – 13 February 2018 – It’s a Sign

This is my entry for Kat Myrman of Like Murcury Colliding’s Twittering Tales.

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“I told the mayor, Mrs Finigan I did.”Said Aylish Mehon, crossing her arms. “Those damn Murphy boys have repositioned each and every sign. Last night! I told Sean to go out and stop them. But no he’d not leave his bed! Now no one will know their Aillwee’s Cave from Frank’s Pub”

(280 Characters)

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #188 Quick&Slip

HAIKU PROMPT CHALLENGE

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #188 Quick&Slip

Quick sharp move those feet

Slipping up the dark ginnel

Evil stalks this street.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday. 10/2/18

This week LindaGHill of Life in Progress has given two words , tail / tale for our #SoCs. Use one use both, have fun.

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A true tale of a tail.

Or lovely Ruby a Labrador ( Guide dog retired ) has been living with us for over two years now. She is settled and seems happy and is slowly learning how to enjoy her retirement.

Our Ruby is different to other Labradors, not only because of her training, she has a short tail. 6 inches shorter than normal!

Here is the tale of how this came about.

Hubby had walked Ruby since she arrived to live with the blind lady who we know and help.

We had a call from the blind lady one day, could Hubby help her partner out with some carpentry. Now you need to know the partner was also blind. He was putting some shelves in to a cupboard. Yes I did say he was blind, totally bind. He was using power tools too!

There was a particularly difficult angle and that he could not manage. So Hubby drove over to see if could assist. The sawing was being done in the garden so Hubby went through to the garden. Ruby, loving Hubby and associating him with fun and walks followed him out.

Hubby did manage to cut the angle and Howl ( not his real name) was pleased with it. Howl was a very good carpenter and hard to please . When Hubby went back in the blind lady Viv, ( not her real name) asked hubby to check out some damp in her bedroom.

Ruby followed hubby everywhere. After a few minutes he noticed red marks appearing on the walls and paintwork. It was like a horror movie.

Finally it dawned on Hubby it must be Ruby’s blood. Checking her over.. being the only sighted person, he discovered tip of her tail was indeed cut. He must of caught the tip of her tail with the saw.

Well after numerous trips to the vets and being sent away twice to the Guide Dogs Vetenary Hospital for long stays. Ruby had her tail operated on twice, and now as I said her tail is 6 inches shorter than most Labradors.

Unlike us humans dogs don’t make a fuss about illness, operations or even amputations, even partial ones.

So that is the shortened version of the True Tale of Tail!

Colleen Chesebro Weekly Tanka Tuesday. 6/2/18.

This week Colleen Chesebro of The Fairy Whisperer has given us the two words Destiny and Challenge to use for our Tanka this week. We can only use synonyms.

Image From Pixabay

My unwritten future

Is carved out among the stars.

It will be my test.

Whether or not I accept

The truth is, I have no choice.

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