Stream of Consciousness Saturday:Project Love

This  is  my  entry   for  the  very  clever  and  busy LindaGHill‘s  SoCs  this  week our  Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “project.” Use it as a verb, a noun, or both. Have fun!

Rules  and  Pingback  here 

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The project was a mess from the start

It was always going to break his heart

Projecting his feelings on to her

He wanted her love, she didn’t care.

The project was a waste of time

The grapes would just die on the vine

No good no hope no help devine

The project doomed no hearts entwine.

My First Post #myfirstpostrevisited

My dear  Blog  sister  Ritu  of But I  Smile Anyway, who is  sitting  at  home  right  now  recovering   from  nasty  bruises  and  shock  from singlehandedly  closing  the M6 at  the weekend. Thank  God no one  was  hurt.
Thank  you  for  nominating  me  Ritu  , I  don’t often  do  these  type of  posts  but  why  not!

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A tag started by a blogger/writer called Sarah Brentyn, asking us to revisit our first ever blog posts!

I wrote  my  first  blog  on  June 26  2011. I  was  struggling  with  pain and  depression  while  recovering  from  breaking  my  back,  for  the second  time. I had  been in  hospital  for a long  time, I  was unable  to  work, unable  to get around  and  was watching  my  “friends” disappear like  rabbits  down a  hole! I was attending a  pain clinic  where I  was being  seen  by a pain physiologist who  suggested I ” wrote  my  feeling  down, write  my  pain  out  and  see if  that  might  help  ” Thankfully  she  had  hit the  nail on  the  head  it  did  help  and I  really  am grateful to her.

This is  my space 

This is my space, don’t intrude.

It’s all that I have left, my safe place so don’t be rude.

It is dark out there and it is a hurtful place.

Don’t come near or I shall scratch your face.

This is all that I have to call my own.

Out there it’s hurt and fear and there is no way home.

The noise out there is endless and the bullying never stops.

The insults hurt they stick like dirt and they won’t wash off with the raindrops.

The ties that bind infect my mind, self blame becomes my crown

I am lost and so confused not knowing up from down.

I will not move I am protected here.

I am warm, tired and full of fear

Self loathing gnaws at my very being.

Something watches me, something all seeing.

The voices full of reproach and disdain

Claw at my bones and all is pain.

I want to move, I need to hide

I have nothing left. No will, no pride.

I wish that I was tiny, too small to see.

I could hide and recover and maybe I could be free.

I am tired of blame and threats. I am lost and in need of a mother.

Mine is long gone sadly, you only get one, no chance of another.

Okay the rules

Obvious rules:

  • No cheating. (It must be your first post. Not your second post, not one you love…first post only.)
  • Link back to the person who tagged you (thank them if you feel like it or, if not, curse them with a plague of ladybugs).

Other rules:

  • Cut and paste your old post into a new post or reblog your own bad self. (Either way is fine but NO editing.)
  • Put the hashtag #MyFirstPostRevisited in your title.
  • Tag…um…tentwotwelve five (5) other bloggers to take up this challenge.
  • Notify your tags in the comment section of their blog (don’t just hope they notice a pingback somewhere in their spam).
  • Feel free to cut and paste the badge to use in your post.
  • Include “the rules” in your post.

Completely silly rules that someone  made up as they typed:

  • Drink a glass of wine, bottle of beer, cup of coffee, mug of herbal tea or whatever floats your boat after you hit “publish”. (In other words, toast yourself. Go you!)
  • Read the post out loud in a Mickey Mouse voice.

who to  nominate 

dorindaduclos

Tess

Hugh

Kat

Lynz

 

WRITESPIRATION #105 52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 9

In  this  week’s Sacha Black‘s  WRITESPIRATION  52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 9 Sacha  is  playing  a  game  in  which we in   52 words have  describe just one emotion, BUT we’re not allowed to use the name of the emotion or tell Sacha  what it is. She  wants to guess. So  what  am I  talking  about ?

Damn this is not how it should be
It’s wrong I am not playing
I’m sure I could do it you see.
Everyone else managed to do it but me
Well I could kick myself or even you
I don’t think it is fair
I wish there was something I could do

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Twittering Tales: Life Extinguished.

This  is  my  entry  for  Kat  Myrman‘s  Twittering  tales . My  little  stanza  is  based on  the  story  of  the  Little  Match  Girl written  by  Hans Christian Anderson

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A moment in time. Smoke wisps grey, flame as yellow as the forgotten sun
As the red tip expired with the heat she died her life done

(140 Characters )

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Loveuary,Day 28. Acrostic Loveuary

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com set us all off on Loveuary. We had to write about all aspects of love everyday. When we set off I did wander if I or any of us would make it. Yet here we are on the last day. Standing on the presipice of March!

Link to Ritu’s post.

Link to rules and prompts

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So well done everyone who took part what a rollercoaster! and thank you to Ritu for the idea. Day 28, Loveuary’s  last day let’s have an Acrostic poem.

Loveuary an Acrostic Poem.

Lovely Ritu had a great plan

Of love we must write each day if we can

Valentine’s day fell within this month

Every day we all worked  to  strive

Undying love & devotion to keep alive

Amourous words vied with lust

Reveries of fist kisses were a must

Yes we got through dear Ritu thanks to you

Loveuary Day 27 & RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #138 Secret&Burn

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post.

Link to rules and prompts

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Today  is  Day 27 of  Loveuary  , I  am going  to  use  Ronovan’s  prompts  for his  weekly  Haiku  Challenge Secret  and  Burn. Rules  and  pingback  are  here 

Kissing  in shadow

The secret kept can  burn deep

And drive  you mad  though.

Sent in  true secret

Illicit letters must burn

Love declared fire  met.

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I hold  this  secret

Close to  my  heart,it will burn

For this  love I  yearn.

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Loveuary Day 26 Love Of Life

The  lovely  and  talented Ritu  of butIsmileanyway.com has set us all off on Loveuary. I for one am excited with the task. What is love? We shall find out as the month goes on.

Link to Ritu’s post.
Link to rules and prompts

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Today  is  Day  26  of Loveuary  and  I  have  chosen  to  write  about  the  love  of  life.The  love  of  living, coping  and  being !

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The  Joy  of  loving  time  with  your  Dad

The  Love  of  happy  times  with  your  son to  be had.

The  Joy  of  just  savouring the  little  things

The Love  that  being  a parent  brings.

 

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The Joy of  being out  with  dog  at  the  start of  the day

The  Love of  watching  her at play.

The  Joy  of  talking to her as walk in rain

The Love your dog  that shows  you again and again.

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The Joy  of  nature  the  joy  the  spring

The  Love  of  trees, flowers  and    birds  that  sing!

The  Joy  of  the seasons,Winter,Summer, Autumn and Spring

The Love  of  Nature , it  makes  your  heart  sing.

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The Joy  of  movement a privilege I  almost  lost

The  love  of  dancing , which  an  accident  took it’s  cost

The  Joy  of  finding  I  could  still dance in  my  head

The  Love of  life that  I shall have until I  am dead.

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