20 Feb 2021 21 Comments
in #Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #Tanka Prose, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma, #Gogyoka, Poems, SoCs Tags: Acrostic Tanka, LindaGHill, Nerve
It’s Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “nerve.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!.
Nerve, don’t lose your nerve. I decided to do an Acrostic Tanka.
Never let it show
Even if you feel threatened
Retreats no option
Valour is the only course
Ever brave, do hold your nerve
13 Feb 2021 23 Comments
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Its Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Today Linda said :
“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “above/below.” Use one, use both, use ’em however they inspire you. Bonus points if you use them both. Enjoy!”
Above and below
A father and son’s love grow.
Parental care shows.
06 Feb 2021 22 Comments
in Music, SoCs, songs Tags: Flag, LindaGHill, surrender
It’s Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “flag.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
The white flag is an internationally recognized protective sign of truce or ceasefire, and request for negotiation. It is also used to symbolise surrender, since it is often the weaker party which requests negotiation. It is also flown on ships serving as cartels. A white flag signifies to all that an approaching negotiator is unarmed, with an intent to surrender or a desire to communicate. Persons carrying or waving a white flag are not to be fired upon, nor are they allowed to open fire. The use of the flag to request parley is included in the Hague Conventions of 1899 and 1907.
The first mention of the usage of white flags to surrender is made during the Eastern Han dynasty (AD 25–220). In the Roman Empire, the historian Cornelius Tacitus mentions a white flag of surrender in AD 109. Before that time, Roman armies would surrender by holding their shields above their heads. The white flag was widely used in the Middle Ages in Western Europe to indicate an intent to surrender. The colour white was used generally to indicate a person was exempt from combat; heralds bore white wands, prisoners or hostages captured in battle would attach a piece of white paper to their hat or helmet, and garrisons that had surrendered and been promised safe passage would carry white batons. Information from Wikipedia.
Okay Covid19 I am tired of all of this I am waving a white flag .
30 Jan 2021 7 Comments
in inspiration, JusJoJan, Just jot it January, SoCs Tags: Enemy, LindaGHill, Pulling together, Winston Churchill
Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “the beginning, the end.” Write about the beginning of something and the end of something. Bonus points if your first sentence contains “the end” and your last sentence contains “the beginning.” <– Read that again. Have fun!
“This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.”
These famouse words spoken by Wartime Prime Minister Winston Churchill , in Autumn of 1944. Just when things look darkest he asked the nation to draw on new depths of strength to fight of a dark enemy.
Now the entire world is faced with an invisible dangerous and comon enemy we need to think on those words. We must all pull together, the whole world. We need to stop petty arguments about vaccines and boarders we are all one against the virus. Do your part wear a mask, social distance and wash your hands.
Winston Churchill for all his faults spoke a lot of sense.
“This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.”
This is part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday and Jusjojan
23 Jan 2021 19 Comments
in JusJoJan, Just jot it January, SoCs, thank you Tags: Life, LindaGHill', Lockdown, Stream of Consciousness Saturday, Thankful
It’s Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Today Linda has given this old chestnut of prompt:Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “close eyes and point.” When you’re ready to write your post, open a book, a newspaper, or whatever is handy and close your eyes and point. Whatever word or picture your finger lands on, make that the basis of your post.
Thankful
I opened my copy of :This is Lockdown by Marje Mallon. It was actually the only book in the room. I contrabuted to this book, in fact that said contrabution is my first foray into print.
I digress, I opened the book, closed my eyes, and pointed. When I opened my eyes the word I was pointing to, and I mean bang on the button pointing to was Thankful.
Firstly I am thankful to Marje for believing in me enough to ask me if I would like to contrabute, along with others, to her book.
Secondly I am thankful that I have a home, food, warmth and my hubby.
Thirdly I am so thankful that our middle lad has survived the Covid, it was nasty and very worrying at times. We lost hubby’s mother to Covid last June. He is back at work and though struggling with exhaustion he is improving.
Fourthly I am thankful that the other two lads, the grandchildren and the daughter in law are all well and coping.
Penultimately I am thankful that after an awful year, healthwise, last year. I am finally regaining my strength.
Finally I am thankful for all of you my lovely blog brothers and sisters. As always you have all helped and supported me. I am truly thankful for you all and my lot.
This is part of SoCs and Jusjojan.
16 Jan 2021 16 Comments
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Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “first thing.” Start your post with the words, “first thing” and go from there. Bonus points if you end your post with the last thing. Have fun!
First thing this year I determined things were going to be different. Things were going to get better! Positive thinking I told myself.
Okay we are in Lockdown I have got used to that by now. Then the first thing that started to dash my spirits was the climbing deaths and numbers of people seriously ill in hospital. Also the rising numbers of positive cases not only here but world .
The first thing I must say now is sorry for moaning, yet come to think of it I am just stating facts.
As far as I can see things are not improving yet and I can’t see them doing so for a long while yet.
I had better stop this rant oops ramble through this post as sounding boring or depressing everyone is , as my intent, the last thing!
First thing, last thing Tanka.
First thing I started
With hope to move swiftly on.
My intention was
Not to moan or to complain
No on my mind the last thing.
09 Jan 2021 17 Comments
in /flash-fiction, JusJoJan, Just jot it January, SoCs Tags: death, Life, LindaGHill, The sky's the limit, Ups and downs
Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “sky’s the limit.” Write about something that has or seems to have no end. Enjoy!
This part of the two above prompts, both are prompts run by LindaGHill.
“The sky’s the limit” Greg shouted as he burst into the office. “I got the contract guys we are on our way!”
Later that evening as Greg was leaving the bar after celebrating the new contact he was the happiest and felt for months and the most secure he had ever been in his life. He crossed the road. ….Bang ……he was hit by a bin lorry.
There was so much noise and pain he was cold and covered in blood. He stood up and stepped away from the lorry . He was pulled up short by the sight of himself on the road all smashed up and blooded. He found it so strange, suddenly there was no pain, no cold no fear.
A man was standing by his side, good-looking chap casually dressed but no shoes. He smiled at Greg and took his arm, unfurling his huge white wings he laughed and said “Smile Greg, the sky’s the Limit.”
26 Dec 2020 24 Comments
in SoCs Tags: box, LindaGHill, Stream of Consciousness Saturday
Its Saturday and the day after Christmas and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Linda said : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “box.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!
Boxing Day is a holiday celebrated the day after Christmas Day, thus being the second day of Christmastide. Though it originated as a holiday to give gifts to the poor, today Boxing Day is primarily known as a shopping holiday. It originated in the United Kingdom and is celebrated in a number of countries that previously formed part of the British Empire. Boxing Day is on 26 December, although the attached bank holiday or public holiday may take place either on that day or one or two days later (if necessary to ensure it falls on a weekday). Information from Wikipedia
A few sayings using the word box.
To box, to fight Pugelists.
All boxed up , all done, all finished all completed.
Boxed in, all options removed, unable to get out of a situation.
To Box your ears, to slap or tell off.
19 Dec 2020 28 Comments
in SoCs Tags: acrostic poem, Magnet
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “magnet.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
I chose to do an Acrostic Poem .
Magnetic
Magnetic Northern lights.
Attracted to each other
Gathering with a chink and a clink.
No way to escape the poles.
Electrons spinning and dancing
The magnet works it’s magic.
This is part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday
12 Dec 2020 38 Comments
in SoCs, Talking Straight Tags: LindaGHill, Maxi, Midi, Mini, nostalgia, Stream of Consciousness Saturday
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “mini/maxi.” Use “mini” (the smallest of something) or “maxi” (the largest) or both in your post. Have fun!
Our first car was mini in 1969 it was an F registration 1967. It was an ex police car from Bedfordshire. An unusual colour, Burmuda Blue a beautiful colour. Mini’s in those days were tiny and basic and not very fast, not sure it could of been a traffic car, but it was probably a panda car.
Mini 850cc Mk3 Basic
Reg: WUE 148H
(H = 1st Aug 1969 – 31st July 1970)
That is how our Mimi would of looked before we bought it. The blues and twos had been removed from the roof and the doors had been stayed blue to match the rest of the car. We loved it so, we travelled to Cornwall, Scotland and Devon in it. It was a real work horse and we had it when we lived in London , until we moved to Exmouth in 1973.
The above dress is a mini dress the hight of fashion in those days! Talking of fashion, well I just mentioned it didn’t I? I was a window dresser in those days so what with staff discount and proximity to all the latest “gear” I had a chance to follow fashion which included, mini skirts/dresses, hot pants, midi dreses/ coats and of course Maxi dresses/coats. Though in my case, being vertically challenged, the middi sufficed as a maxi for me!
I had one like this in Brown and it had frog fastening at the front. I love my maxi coat and mini dress.
I also had one of these boy it stank!
I loved my Afghan coat but it really never lost its smell. Well I think that’s all I need to say about Mini and Maxi. Let’s ask George and Ringo to play us out, Fab a song that brings back those days to me 💜
This is part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday.
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