Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 341 FROST and Glint.

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Silver diamonds glint.

Upon winters foliage

Tiny sprites paint frost.

Ronovanwrite’s

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Fight, Fight Fight.

Scream at the moon, appeal to the sun,

Beg for deliverance from this end to be undone.

Damn your luck, curse your fate

Demand a recount of the end date.

Clear these eyes, change the view.

Scrub away at this thing that is eating you.

Wash out that womb scour those ovaries

Rid this body of the death that might be.

Fight the enemy  growing within

Breath deep in the MRI, it makes such a din.

Swallow the drugs a chemical mix

Throw up your pain a hug will not fix

Rant at the day and scream at the night

Don’t  let Cancer win, no fight, fight, fight.

It’s a sneak a coward that hides

A sneak in the night that attacks from all sides.

#JusJoJan prompt the 17th – “Check!”

The Dyslexic Witch

Check, to go over a job, electrical, plumbing, mechanical, homework, an email or a letter, to make sure it is correct.

You can also put a tick in a box, next to a question, or list entry to show that things have been finished, done or accomplished. That is called a checklist.

The penultimate job I did before retiring was on a check out till, until I moved to customer service. I would run shopping through the till and take payment. I could, in those days accept cash, cheque ( like a check but spelt differently) or credit card. I used have to check the money, check the change with cash, and check signatures on cheques or cards.

Then I worked in customer service where I had to check out problems for customers, check in and out visitors and packages.

When I first started work years ago in London I was a window dresser, when I had dressed my allotted window I would have to go outside and check my work from the perspective of the person on the street!

There are always lots of checks to be done without them our lives would not be as safe. Checks at airports, ports, borders of any kind. Security checks, safety checks, time checks. You can have health checks, you can check in on people to make sure that they are okay.

Then there is the reality check! This is needed when someone gets ideas about their status! Thinks they are better than everyone else. Or is attempting to do something ridiculously dangerous or ambitious! It is like a short sharp slap…. It usually works well 😊

Oh! Yes at a club, theatre, restaurant, dance hall or hotel you can have a hat and coat check!

I think I have rambled on long enough I have probably bored you all to sleep. I have actually found this post very hard! It’s taken me all day to write this….

This is part of LindaGHill’s Justjojan

Tell Me the Story, Daddy.

A lovely Story from Chel Owens.

Chel Owens

“Tell me the story, Daddy. Tell me …when you met Mommy. Tell me when you knew.”

Arthur smiled that smile that never quite touched his eyes anymore. “When I knew what, son?”

Little Sammy squirmed atop his bedcovers. “You know, Daddy. When you knew… You know.”

Arthur almost laughed. Almost. “Okay. Okay. …Once upon a time, your dad -me- was young. I was barely an adult and was working my first job, at a bookstore…”

Arthur could still smell the scholarly breath of time and leather that greeted him each morning, could still hear the muted tinkle of the bell over the door, could still see the morning light filtering through mullioned front windows. Tomes ranging from paper romance to hardbacked alchemy built labyrinth paths between the barely-visible masonry walls. The dust of every bibliophile’s essence hung, distilled, in the motes that danced where empty spaces dared exist.

“I…

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Song Lyric Sunday. Songs beginning with letters DJ.

It’s Sunday January 17, 2021 and time for Song Lyric Sunday. Our host Jim Adams has given us the prompt – DJ (title of song must start with the letter D or J, or even as I have picked DJ.

DJ” is a song by English musician David Bowie, released on his 1979 album Lodger, and then as a single on 29 June 1979. A cynical comment on the cult of the DJ, the track is noted for Adrian Belew‘s guitar solo, which was recorded in multiple takes, and then mixed back together for the album track. In a biography of Talking Heads, it is said this song was an attempt by Bowie to sing like David Byrne, who was befriending Brian Eno at the time. The single was an edited version, but was still possibly too uncommercial for substantial chart success – it peaked at No. 29 in the UK and No. 106 on the Billboard Bubbling Under the Hot 100 chart in the US.

David Mallet filmed a music video for the song, featuring Bowie destroying a DJ studio, mixed with Bowie strolling around London and attracting a crowd of curious passers-by.

Information from Wikipedia.

“D.J.”

I’m home, lost my job,
and incurably ill
You think this is easy realism
I’ve got a girl out there, I suppose
I think she’s dancing
Feel like Dan Dare lies down
I think she’s dancing, what do I know?

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can’t turn around no, can’t turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can’t turn around no, can’t turn around

I am a D.J., I am what I play
I got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me

One more weekend of lights
and evening faces
Fast food, living nostalgia
Humble pie or bitter fruit

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can’t turn around no, can’t turn around no
I am a D.J., I am what I say
Can’t turn around no, can’t turn around,
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I’ve got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no, can’t turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no, can’t turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no (kiss-kiss)

Time flies when you’re having fun
Break his heart, break her heart
He used to be my boss and now he is a puppet dancer
I am a D.J., and I’ve got believers

I’ve got believers
I’ve got believers
I’ve got believers in me
I’ve got believers
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I am a D.J.

Lyrics from AtoZ Lyrics.

Happy Sunday Everyone.

1The Friday Reminder for #SoCS & #JusJoJan 2021 Daily Prompt – Jan. 16th

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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.

The Dyslexic Witch

This is part of LindaGHill’s Justjojan and #SoCs

Travel Challenge Day 10. Reveal.

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This photo is the Collescium in Rome. We visited in May 2015.

We walked  miles  and  saw  so  much! The  weather  was  brilliant  and  we had  also  had  some  wonderful  food  and wine!

We  stayed  at   an hotel  that  was  in the  grounds  of  a  monastery  it  was  set  in  beautiful  gardens  and  there  was  a seminary and  a church. There  were lots of  Nuns  and Priests  there  on  business  and  holiday, there  were  two  groups  of  young  people  on  Lecture  Tours  one  group  from the US, there  were families  and  couples  and  of  course us! It  was  quite  a  mix. It  was a lovely  hotel  and  the staff  were  excellent , polite  cheerful  and happy  to help.

We had  not picked the hotel  because it was  Catholic,  we  picked  it for it’s  location , a two minute  walk  from the  Metro  and  really  good restaurants.  We visited  The  Pantheon, The  Colosseum, The  Forum, The  Spanish Steps, The Borgesie Park,The Vatican, Sistine Chapel, The Vatican Museum  and  the  Trevi Fountain .  St Paul’s Basilica  and  St Paul’s  Square, Argentina Square, Circus Maximus and Monumento Nazionale a Vittorio Emanuele II (National Monument to Victor Emmanuel II (  which  the  locals  call  either  the Typewriter  or  The  Wedding cake) and  more!! PHEW!!

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#JusJoJan prompt the 15th – “Button”

Chocolate Buttons, Milk Large Bag
Image from Google

Chocolate Buttons

A chocolate button is so tasty, a small round button of delight, I could never stop at one, no it has to be the whole packet. You can get a white, milk, plain or even a caramel chocolate button there are even some with hundreds and thousands on top. I absolutely love them.

© willowdot21.

Now I happen to love Teddy Bears and I have heard for most occasions. I even have one called buttons. He arrived one Christmas and never left. Here is a photo of him …you can see how he got his name button.

Well that’s about it for today. I think I am right on the button for today’s prompts. So all that’s left for me to do is to is hit the button to to publish.

This is part of LindaGHill’s Justjojan.

The Dyslexic Witch

Travel Challenge Day 9. Reveal.

© willowdot21

This beautiful view is Mexico, Riviera Maya. We have been there twice it is a beautiful place. The Riviera Maya is a stretch of Caribbean coastline on Mexico’s northeastern Yucatán Peninsula. It’s known for its numerous all-inclusive resorts, such as those in the town of Playa del Carmen, and its long beaches. To the south, Tulum is home to yoga retreats and the preserved ruins of an ancient Mayan port city.

#JusJoJan prompt the 14th – “Neighbour” Acrostic Poem

Neighbours are people who live next door.
Every road is full of mixed souls
In each house a family
Good or bad they will be
Helping hands or not
Beneficial
Often kind
Unkind
Rare

The Dyslexic Witch

Part of LindaGHill’s Jus Jot it January.

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