RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #159 Fate&Make

This week Ronovanwrites has given us the the words,  Fate&Make.

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Truly it is said

Make the most of everyday

You can not beat fate.

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 Don’t say it’s not fair

All of us make our own fate

Don’t care made to care.

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The fickle finger 

Of fate can be made to wait

You can make it so 

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T J’s Household Haiku. Strange and Tears.

 This is my entry TJ’s Household Haiku challenge. The prompt words for this week are “Strange and Tears”

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Early morn so strange

Misty landscape,my eyes  fill

With tears take free range.

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Girl like a rag doll

On her back in a strange place

Hot tears tell her truth

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Hot tears and strange fears

The pain reahes creshendo

New life sweet happy tears.

Song Lyric Sunday: Friends, Friendship.

This is my entry for Helen Vahdati‘s Song Lyric Sunday this week the prompt is a song about friends.

I thought about this one long and hard. I have used this song before but it is so perfect. It has special memories hidden it for me. I love the words, I love the tune.

As old fashioned and dated as it is, it means a lot to me. Apart from that to me it describes friendship to me perfectly. Friends by Arrival.

Friends by Arrival 

I had a friend who had friends by a river They too had friends who had friends of their own All seated round takin’ port after dinner, Port that was bought by the friends that were known No one ever seems to care Just as long as they were there Friends beside you Friends to guide you Friends beside you, everywhere There’s nothing new, it’s all there to remind you It’s no different anyway you recall You only wait around and float on every corner And know you’re in luck ‘Cause you know them more No one ever seems to care Just as long as you are there Friends beside you ( beside you) There to guide you (to guide you) Friends beside you (beside you) Everywhere (everywhere) We all have friends who have friends by a river We too have friends who have friends of their own All seated round drinkin’ port after dinner Port that is bought by the friends for their own No one ever seems to care Just as long as you are there Friends beside you Friends to guide you Friends beside you to stay Friends beside you (you need) Friends to guide you (you know you need) Friends beside you (you need) Friends to guide you (you really need) Friends beside you (you need) Friends to guide you (you need) Friends beside.

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Holidays

Memories are important, even more so if you are losing them .💜

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Whilst the talk is of holidays and busy motorways, airports etc fills the TV and radio news my heart is heavy with the knowledge that I don’t stand much chance of escaping from the day to day. I will have to remain here!!

Daughter has flown off to Spain with her husband. Eldest son and his wife are in Sri Lanka and second son will shortly be off to the Edinburgh festival with his Family.

at this very moment I am enduring endless Irish Folk music as my Husband delves into his ancient collection of discs and tapes which remind him of days gone by.                     ‘It’s a long way to Tipperary’  A song allegedly written for a 5 shilling bet in Staleybridge and taken up as a marching song by British Troops in the First World War.

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday. 22/07/2017

This week’s prompt for LindaGHill of Life in Progress is to write your #SoCs is to use the two words  Sealing and Ceiling, use one or both but enjoy. Rules and Pingback Here

I do hope you are feeling better Linda and that your vertigo has passed.

#SoCs

Romeo and Juliet Tanka

Kiss sealing their fate

Their love was never allowed

In death together

They sadly reached the ceiling

Now there is no more feeling.

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This is just so beautiful 💜

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Thursday photo prompt – Mask #writephoto

Thursday photo prompt – Mask #writephoto

This is this week’s prompt from Sue Vincent from Daily Echo is the photo below and it’s title is The Mask. 

A special vote of thanks to Sue  who is soldiering on with no computer after it blew up!😱

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For as long as Claire could remember it had hung in hall of their home. It was the first thing she saw as she entered the house and the last before she left.  During her childhood it had scared her, seemingly watching her everytime she went upstairs to her bedroom and following when she returned back downstairs. 

As she grew older she tried to convince herself that it was all in her imagination and that the damn Mask was not malevalant. Unfortunately things kept happening, grandma had fallen down the stairs and broken her hip. She had blamed the Mask. The workmen who had fitted the new kitchen had all had accidents, including severed fingers, eltricution,  concussion and even a nervous breakdown.

Claire just knew it was the Mask hanging on the wall that was to blame for all the “mishaps” as her parents referred to them.

One evening Claire came home from work to find both her parents dead! The police were called and a few weeks later Claire  found herself in the cornornor’s court listening to a verdict of death by miss adventure. Apparently they had died from a freak escape of an obscure gas.

As Claire walked home she knew what had caused their deaths. It was the Mask.

Entering the back garden Claire built a bonfire, lit it and then entered the house quietly. She rushed into the hall and grabbed the Mask from the wall and pulled, it was so much harder to remove the Mask than she thought.

The lights flickered , the doors opened and slammed, the TV clicked on and changed channels randomly. Sweat and fear engulfed Claire she felt as if she was drowning. Her throat was closing and she could not breath. She began to loose consciousness just as she began to fall a small voice inside her screamed at her not to give in ! 

With all the strength she could muster she wrenched the Mask from the wall and stumbled out into the garden carrying the Mask which was so heavy.

The bonfire had almost gone out and it had become dark, how long had she been struggling with the Mask? In despartion she threw the Mask into the dying embers of the fire.

She fell to the ground in a faint. For a minute or two nothing happened! Then the Mask and the dying bonfire became an conflagration. Neighbours reported hearing screams all night.

In the morning Claire awoke covered in dew, every bone in her body ached but she felt, safe and free. Sadly too late for her family  but at last the Mask was gone!

Thank Goodness she thought as she went into the kitchen and closed the door.  As the door shut a gust of wind whipped up some ashes from the fire and they blue across the neighbourhood.

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