October Nights

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October Nights

The moon is full and golden

Spirits awake, become emboldened

Leaves and mists swirl about

Autumn is here, without a doubt.

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Foot steps echo down the street

It’s not someone you’d want to meet.

Something fluttering round your ears

Black and sharp, awakes your fears.

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Keep your eyes straight ahead

Keep your nerve don’t wind up dead.

There are more things to this season

Than can be explained by human reason.

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Rites of Passage: Last rites II

A journey of fear? A journey of knowledge?

The Silent Eye

We began our walk by once again drawing a sphere of Light around our party. As we walked along Cressbrook Dale, we were careful not to colour any impressions our companions might pick up about the place. We shared a little history and geology, but it was not until we stopped by the mouth of a small cave that we began to speak of its ‘alternative’ history. Even so, it seemed that they were already tasting the atmosphere for themselves and their reactions could be read on their faces, from what looked like disgust through to delight.

The cave is a low, two-pronged shaft at the base of a cliff. It is an uncomfortable crawl to get inside, as years of fallen stones line the passageways that disappear into the darkness; we would not ask them to enter.

Instead, we gathered at the mouth of the cave for a guided…

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Wordless Wednesday. Be Happy.

One Liner Wednesday 2nd October 2019.

“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveller is unaware.”
Martin Buber

This is part Lindaghill’s One-Liner Wednesday. #1lineWeds.

Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge . Less and Fuss.

It is the first Tuesday of the month and so Colleen has decreed that we can choose our own words this week . Rules and Ping-backs on Colleen’s page

We can choose from these poetic genre’s.

#Haiku, #Tanka,#micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose #Senryu, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma

Leap of Faith .

White

Water

Flowing fast

Suicidal

It’s a leap of faith.

Nature’s blind to danger

Where mists rise to veil the view.

Running leaping in a mad dash.

From it’s source to sea and back again

Just like human life but with much less fuss .

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I have chosen to do an Etheree this week, Called Leap of Faith.

Weekly Song Challenge, Round 33

Hi it’s the start of another week and time for Lauravent69’s weekly song challenge. To join in link to her page here.

Here are the rules Post music videos for your answers to the musical questions.
Tag two people to participate!
Easy!

Here are the questions.

1. Post a video of your favorite song by any of these artists:

Elton John
Styx

REO Speedwagon

Kansas

Aerosmith

Bon Jovi

Neil Diamond

It’s got to be Bon Jovi Dead or alive.

2. Post a hit song from the year you were born.

I have Chosen Wonderful Wonderful Copenhagen by Danny Kay. Because I love Danny Kaye, Hans Christian Andersen and I have visited Denmark.

3. Post a video of a song that was popular the year you graduated from high school.

Lastly from 1968 the year I left school, I was 15 years.

Arthur Brown and Fire. I was a big fan of his and he was playing at Reading festival the first year I attended.

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So that’s my entry I challenge everyone to join in 💞💜

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #273 Forest&Whisper

This my entry for Ronovanwrites Weekly Haiku Challenge. This week’s prompts are Forrest and Whisper.

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Forrest Tanka.

How green and quiet

Forrest, beloved of Gia

I hear your whisper.

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Sleeping Dragon , Shadorma.

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Sleep softly

As thousands of feet

Walk past you

Men are blind

To all your timeless wisdom

Older than all time

Hidden Dragon Tanka

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Tired out an old soul

No longer scary or mean

Eons of magic

So much knowledge to impart

Scary of face, kind heart.

Song Lyric Sunday. Trains.

This week Jim Adams at Newepiauthor has set us the prompt of Trains for our Song Lyric Sunday.

So I have chose Mathew and Son by the then Cat Stevens. It a brilliant song about life and it’s treadmill. It mentions the 8.30 train so I think it fits the bill.

Cat Stevens now known as Yusuf Islam.

And if the link is a little tenuous here is the last train to Clarksville by the Monkeys. Oh! I loved the Monkeys.

The Monkeys.