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Willow Poetry. Photo prompt June 11 to June 17, 2019

Photo prompt June 11 to June 17, 2019:

Weekly challenge

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She had seen it all. Witnessed the sordid things they had done. Now there was nothing left to see. Infront of her wasteland, to either side and behind her nothing was left.

It was strange only her tower remained. She smiled, though you would not of been able to look at her face it had been shot away years previously. ………

She hovered above the the only remaining building,her church, looking at her defaced statue, she sighed . No point in being here any longer. She had tried hard, prayed for them all to the bitter end. They were all gone now.

She heard a voice in the distance “Mother please come home now”

Why not she though there was nothing to stay for now.

As she left she pulled the statue from its ledge, as it fell she whispered. ‘ they tried to make me a false idol.

This is part of Hélène Vaillant’s What Do You See challenge

Wordless Wednesday.12/6/19

One-Liner Wednesday.12/6/19

When you feel at your lowest, smile your biggest sing your loudest dance your silliest it will raise your spirits.

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Badge by Laura @ riddlefromthemiddle.com

This is part of LindaGHill’s #1linerWeds.

Twittering Tales #140 – 11 June 2019

This is part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales.

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Photo by nahidhatamiz at Pixabay.com

‘Will you get off my shoulder and stop looking down my dress, it’s very rude. ‘
‘It’s no good you blowing your top Maizie.’
‘No point, l have lost my head.’
‘You were told not to weren’t you.’
‘Well yes but what’s a girl to do he’s such a handsome Devil.’
Satan smiled smuggly.

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Sin and Retribution.

A little bit of fun below. I wrote a Nonet for Colleen Chesebro‘s Weekly Tuesday Tanka, and my very talented friend Jane Doherty wrote me a really smart reply in my comments.

I think it works well as a collaborative poem.

Image from Pixabay

Sin . willowdot21

When it all started there were just two

All sparkly, wonderful and new.

They had eyes for eachother

Such joys to discover

Snake then wriggled in

Try this apple

It’s good, she

Ate, too

Late.

Retribution. Jane Dougherty

Too late.

And so it came to pass

Eve was the one got the brains

her punishment

to be the slave of the

ditherer

the unimaginative

yes man

content in his ignorance.

Colleen’s 2019 WeeklyTanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 131 SynonymsOnly

Look who’s back!

Yes at last our Fairy Queen of the synonyms is back. Safely ensconced in Arizona Colleen is ready to set us our Weekly Tuesday Tanka Challenge you can join in here.. It doesn’t have to be a Tanka though as long as it is a poem governed by syllables.

Today’s words to use synonymously are Beginning & Consume.

I have chosen to do a Nonet, one of my favourite forms of poetry.

In the beginning.

Image from Pixabay

When it all started there were just two

All sparkly, wonderful and new.

They had eyes for eachother

Such joys to discover

Snake then wriggled in

Try this apple

It’s good, she

Ate, too

Late.

Lord of the Deep, Into the Deep part 2

Urshanabi leads Gilgamesh to the Deep Underworld. And so for nine hours Gilgamesh has to out run the sun.
And he does out run the sun, though how I do not know.

Continued

After nine exhausting hours with the sun hot on his heels Gilgamesh emerges from the underworld into the garden of the Gods.

The garden is a place that even, the mighty King of Uruk has never seen the like of. He was dazzled by trees and plants that have flowers and blossom of precious and semi precious stones and gems. It was quite amazing.

Then Gilgamesh is confronted by an ordinary man, Utanpishtim. The king of Uruk is surprised he was expecting a God that he would have to fight.

Weaponless Gilgamesh has to talk to Utanpishtim who asks him why he looks so tired and wan. Gilgamesh tells him how he has spent his last nine hours outrunning the sun. He also tells of the loss of his dear brother Enkidu and how he King of Girt – Walled – Uruk wants Immortality for himself and his people .

Utanpishtim says he has wasted his time venturing to these shores and all he has done is bring himself one day closer to death.

You can run but you cannot hide

Death reachs across the divide.

Immortals and men do not mix

All men die it’s written in stone, fixed.

Now Enlil had gathered the Gods together after the Flood and granted Utanpishtim and his wife Shiduri immortality. The question now arose who would grant this to Gilgamesh, what deeds would he do to gain his goal.

Utanpishtim set Gilgamesh the task that he must stay awake for seven days and nights with no sleep. The big ego that is Gilgamesh agreed to this blindly.

The task is set

Gilgamesh accepts and yet

In seconds he is asleep

Unable to his boastful words to keep.

He will lie says Utanpishtim

He is man as duplicitous as all his kin.

Shiduri will bake for everyday he sleeps a loaf.

He will lie, for all his mighty ways he’s just an oaf.

Shiduri bakes a loaf each day for the seven day and lays them infront of the sleeping Gilgamesh when the seventh day arrives Utanpishtim wakes Gilgamesh.

Of course he lies and tells Utanpishtim and Shiduri that he had not slept a wink.

He does not fool the wise couple who knew the outcome would always be a fail compounded by a lie. Shiduri shows Gilgamesh the seven loaves and gets him to feel the rock hard first and the soft warm last one.

Death around Gilgamesh creeps

Fear and failure into his soul seeps.

Lies from his mouth have made him fail

The useless the efforts of his travail

Will he be banished empty handed.

As a hopeless fool branded.

To be continued….

The story of Gilgamesh is one older than time and one that is repeated in all ancient and modern religious books and stories ..though the names and places change the stories do not.

Here is a clip from one of a trilogy of films called The Chronicles of Riddick. The characters in the clip have to outrun the sun, which waits for no man.

As I am nearing the end of my account of my feelings and experiences at The Silent Eye Spring Workshop I find I want to linger with the memories and stop time.

Weekly song challenge. 10/6/2019

Weekly song challenge

Laura tells us she’s busy with a golf scramble today, but left us the musical questions she wants us to reply to this week. So, first the rules:

Copy rules and add to your own post, pinging back to her post.

Post music videos for your answers to the musical questions.

Tag two people to participate!

Post a video of a song that makes you think of your youth.

Sunshine Superman by Donovan 1966 and I was 13yrs old crush on Donovan, the Stones, the Yardbirds and the Hollies to mention just a few!

Post a video of a song about having had your fill of BS.

Imogen Heap from her 2014 album Sparks. Run time.

A great song about the end of a relationship, it’s finished done let it go, it’s past its sell by date!

Post a video of a song about being unapologetic for standing your ground.

Well it’s got to be a young Rod Stewart from 1971. Maggie May. The lyrics just ball at you No More of this shit!

I nominate Ritu and Marian Wood

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #257 Rip&Mend

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Why can I not mend

The confusion in your brain

Memory ripped out.

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