The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 27/18

This is my entry for LindaGHill‘s Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

This week’s prompt is Bone. Use it anyway you like and have fun.

So I have used some coloquial phrases using the word Bone in an Etheree.

#SoCs.

Bone.

Cut

To the

Bone I am

Wounded, broken

On the bones of my

Arse. Not a penny to

My name. Boned and truly

Gutted. If I’d boned up on you

I’d of seen you had only wanted

To use me badly and just jump my bones.

Betrayal : Haiku

Small mark on a  page

A faceless democracy

Why cause so much rage.

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Hard words cut so deep

Like a  knife  stuck in your heart

Poison from them seeps

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Betrayal hurts  more

When it  comes  from  those  you love

Watch your back for sure.

 

The Red Ballet Shoes

Sad Orphan

Poor, poor Karen sat and cried,

She had been left alone in the world her poor mother had died.

Don’t you cry, said the rich lady. I’ll care for you my child

You will not want for anything she said and   smiled..

So from a humble beginnings  Karen grew to expect the best,

The finest toys and clothes, this young fared better  than  the rest.

As the years went by the rich lady made sure she was schooled well she was an uncommon beauty, she stood out in a crowd,

Lovely to look at  but she had a cold heart and she was very proud.

One day Karen was out with her benefactor

They past a special shop frequented mostly by dancers and actors.

She spied some red ballet shoes the like she’d never seen,

Oh! she thought if only she had them she could be a queen

The  Old  lady  was wrapped around her finger she soon had the red shoes in her hands.

She could not wait to put them on she knew the like of them could not be matched in many lands.

Karen wore the shoes to school, she wore them out to play.

She shocked the whole town as she wore them to church every Sunday.

People tutted in corners they tutted behind their hands

She should not wear red shoes to church, God would not for the ‘vain glorious’ stand.

The old lady begged Karen to take care

To behave and to church not the red shoes wear.

Karen new that everyone adored her shoes

She knew that she was beautiful and that they adored her too??

The rich lady begged her to listen but Karen left her words unheeded.

Very soon the old lady became ill and Karen’s love and care she needed.

The  the old lady asked  Karen to look after  her but Karen  would not listen

She  went to the  May Day Party,looking ravishing lips red as her shoes and eyes of blue that glisten.

A stranger who could dance

All eyes upon her as she entered, Karen was delighted

She scanned the room and  on a handsome stranger her eyes alighted.

He strode across the room and very soon they were dancing

She loved the way he made her feet fly he was so fleet he had them prancing.

The evening flew by she never left his arms

Their eyes  locked she surrendered to his charms.

Then all at once he was gone and she was left bereft an uneasy

Feeling in her soul about something strange he had said.

“Oh! what wonderful ballet shoes” were the words that he had uttered to her shoes

As they danced. Just before he left he had bent down and tapped her shoes and whispered

“stick fast as you dance”

As he left, her feet took a ballet stance and from then she could stop herself she began to dance.

She dance around the other couples covering every inch of the floor

She danced up and down the hall and then out of the door.

She danced down the high street and through the grave yard cold

Where her darling mother lay in her coffin old.

She danced around the parsons house and on the village green

Fear grip her as she realized she could not stop and she began to scream!

She danced home to the old lady who on her death bed lay,

“Oh! Karen dear I begged you not to leave me I begged of you to stay”

Sadly her apologies went unheard as the dear old lady slipped away.

Karen tried sitting she tried laying on the floor

But her feet would not stop dancing and soon they danced her out the door.

They danced her through the day and they danced her through the night.

All failed that tried to remove the shoes they were certainly stuck on tight.

She missed the rich lady’s funeral and that truly pained her so

But her feet would not stop dancing and with them she had to go.

They carried her asleep, they carried her awake.

Through hedges and through houses, churches and mountain slope,

Across valleys and rivers she was desperate and lost all hope.

One night she came upon a cottage of a wood cutter and his wife

She begged him so to chop off her feet and she would repay them all her life.

At first the wood cutter did not want to comply with her will

But his wife could see the poor girl’s state she looked so tired and ill.

her severed feet

They gave her a strong drink then the wood cutter chopped off her feet,

The shoes jumped up and danced still as if they were still living  feet.

They bound her stumps and soothed her till sleep came to claim

Her as her shoes and feet danced out the door.

Karen was true to her word she staid and help the wood cutters wife

She was no longer proud or vain she prayed  and lived a righteous life.

The wood cutter and his wife began to love Karen and she began to love them to.

As a token of thanks the wood cutter made her wooden feet with shoes,

He also made her crutches to help her get around,

She was very grateful as her shoes and feet had gone no where to be found.

Having missed her benefactor’s funeral Karen decided she wanted to go to church and pray,

To say good bye to her dear friend but the same thing happened every day!

As soon as she approached the church the red shoes and her feet blocked the way.

Each day she returned in tears the wife would comfort her,

She knew the poor girl had such a lot to bare.

One day while sitting praying an angel came her way

He lifted her up in his arms and gently carried her away.

In the arms of the angel

He took her to the church , he commanded her shoes to go away,

He gentle put her in a pew and left her there to pray.

She prayed for her forgiveness, she prayed for her benefactors soul

She prayed for her poor mother she prayed to be made whole.

The angel smiled and told her some things are not to be asked for

Just then she saw her mother and the old lady standing at the door.

Before she realized it she was up and running to their side

She was so very happy her heart was bursting from the inside.

The angel, her mother and the old lady too,

Ascended up to heaven. Karen was delighted to be reunited with ones she loved and her feet    … minus her shoes.

Jus JoJan :23/01/14 Mae and Polar Bear.

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Out  the demons came, evil incarnate

Our Heroes held their line  hoping death was not their fate.

Stand your ground cried Ewen wait until you smell their breath

Do your best to sever their heads men it is the only way they will meet their death.

The winter Queen had her polar  bears at the ready

She cautioned Mae  to cling to Vlad and to fire her arrows steady!

Mae cried I am ready now to fight for my father’s honest name.

I swear I shall right all the wrong  and restore this land again!

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The winter Queen threw off  her cloak and and waved her sword on high.

Mae  clung on to Vlad and followed her into battle screaming “Victory for  my kind or  I die.

The Battle raged day and night the demons never tired.

No sooner were the demons chopped down  more of them were sired!

Sword on shield, arrow on shield Blood and skin on the battle field.

Then  Just as they thought  nothing could  get worse

The Evil witch of  the East  sent  her evil dragons out like a curse!

On and on they came one after the other getting  larger and and  more fierce.

They waded into the Humans and the fairies killing them their screams the dawn  did pierce.

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NaBloPoMo :Little Mae and Polar Bear.

Tonight I am so tired that I can hardly stand.
But I must post because the NaBloPoMo torch is in my hand.
For now Little Mae is safe with Polar Bear.
He watches her tenderly and she feels safe within his care.

The Winter Queen has them safe and sound.
She believes that even though evil and darkness are all around.
Little Mae is safe within her care.
So for now I must let them lie and hope in safety they can keep.
As tomorrow is another day which I shall address after I have had some sleep.
Night night xxxxxxxxx

NaBloPoMo : Little Mae and Polar Bear

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The Winter Queen of  everywhere  was  a beautiful  soul

Although  she  rules  the dead season  she is the one  that makes  all  things whole!

She  had  heard of Polar Bear  and his beautiful  charge  little Mae.

And  so  while with the forest folk they  were busy  gathering  the Winter Queen came by their way.

 

At once  she  recognised  the tiny  girl and  saw through the shape of the bear that did protect her.

She was sister  to Little  Mae’s Father, she knew  the evil  magic  weaved by a spiteful defector.

At once  she stopped to speak  first  to Polar Bear

Do you remember who you are , where you come from and what  your  charge was when you were there?

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Yes answered  Polar  Bear I was body guard  to my  mighty king

He entrusted  to my  care he daughter  Little Mae  his most treasured thing.

The dark witch of the East came and threatened my master

She wanted  to be his Queen  but he did not in any way trust  her.

 

The winter Queen  encouraged the bear to tell her more

She  said  she needed  to know everything  so he was to tell her what he heard and what he saw.

The witch  from the East  used  every spell she  knew

She  was determined  to be   Queen and to get rid of Little Mae  too!

NaBloPoMo Little Mae and Polar Bear.

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Little Mae  was tired  so Mr  Siskin invited  her  to stay awhile

He  suggested she have Christmas with his friends, to relax an even smile.

Polar Bear  was waking, stretching front paws and back

Missing Little Mae,  from his side, he jump up tottered and fell back!!

 

This all this caused  a huge commotion  among the forest folk

Carefully stepping  so as not one to hurt or wipe out any whole families at a stroke!

Carefully setting  himself down by Little Mae’s side  Polar Bear

Wore a frown, he was always  worrying  about  Little Mae always  full of care.

 

At length it was decided  that for Christmas  they would stay

All the forest  folk were excited and came out to gaze on Polar Bear and Little Mae.

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Winter Fairies  and pixies out from frozen  bushes peep

Mr Siskin introduced  each one  with a flourish and a tweet!

 

Polar  Bear felt safe and in control , pleased to see his charge looking so excited

He told the older fairies of his and Little Mae’s plight. He was grateful with them to feel united.

Little Mae  was so excited to be in such happy company

Polar bear  let  her run and gather holly and mistletoe, as long as her  he could see.

 

Now  even though Polar Bear  has to find a way  to regain Little Mae’s memories

And her proper size. He was happy to be with Mr Siskin watching Little Mae through the  trees.

So  for now we can  leave Little Mae and the forest folk happily gathering  things  for Christmas fayre.

I will be back  to tell you more  soon. I truly  hope  you will be there!

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Lonliness

Day breaks , silence is shattered the birds start to stir

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Waiting on the branches for crumbs to be scattered.

Open the blinds put out the light

Unbolt the door set forth out of the night.

Out of the night towards the sun,

Life just goes on it does not grind screaming to a halt because you have gone.

It is not right it all feels wrong why does the world not mark your passing?

I want to scream to make them all see how deep my wound is. Why are you not here, I keep asking.

I keep asking why did you go, my hands reach up to the sky,

I miss you so. My tears could fill an ocean blue, my lips still asking why.

So another day is here and I have fed the birds, put on my coat of lies.

Paint my face,  dry my eyes.

Check the clock walk the path leave the safety of the hearth.  

Again I take my place among them, surrounded by so many but I stand alone.

 I arrive at work and greet my friends and stay there until I can go home.

The phone the screen the printer, coffee cups and a break ….

I keep going on this endless road smiling, laughing but it’s all fake.

Smiling, laughing but it’s all fake. Home again and it is late.

I stayed out drinking for the emptiness here is what I hate.

The weekend is here tomorrow but I shall be busy so busy so I can hide from sorrow.

Friends for coffee, family for lunch out in the evening with a great bunch.

I cannot stop not even for a minute or I shall see the hole you left ….yes and I am in it.

For Lindy x

Farewell to Earth

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It was hard to leave, hard to understand

Some tried hard to save our Earth

The others ignored the facts out of hand.

Where once was green and plenty all was now dust and dearth.

I was not alone there  were others of us there

Set upon this lonely moon

Destined , now to travel who knows where.

Afraid and frightened I sat marooned

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(A Sonnet to a dying Earth. Eight lines A,B. A,B A,B A,B )

Morgause,Morgana, Mordred.

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AH! here hangs a complicated tale

So entwined are these three, to shock you this cannot fail.

First there is Morgause the first daughter of Vivienne.

High priestess of the old ways, troubles from her stems.

Her half sister Morgana is Arthur’s too, twists and turns

I tell you so complicated were these three.

If I tell you the tale will you believe me?

Enchantment and witchcraft  playing no small part

Arthur and Morgause  had a child, being related did not keep them apart.

Mordred was the boy’s name he would be a knight and serve Arthur well.

Arthur would not of  known him and Morgause would not tell.

Mordred would fall by Arthur’s hand  at Battle of Camlann

Yet not before Mordred  fatally slays Arthur, a fatal plan.

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The sisters locked by blood and magic,shared mother but not father

Both wanted Arthur’s death so they could rule his lands forever.

Morgause also known as Morgan la Fay groomed the boy in magic

She knew Mordred’s  future, saw it all. She cared not his end  be was tragic.

Most evil of the two sisters Morgause  twisted Morgana’s mind.

Morgana, before she knew the truth was loving gentle and kind.

Yet Morgause  whispered harsh truths about Utha , her Mother and father.

This twisted her mind and broke her heart made her hate forever.

A dangerous diamond in Camelots heart, treacherous and scheming

Forever of Camelot ruling she was dreaming.

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Father and son but does either of them know,

One given life then deals the other a fatal blow.

Sisters entwined in magic and hate

They scheme against their brother leaving nothing to fate.

AH! here hangs a complicated tale

So entwined are these three, to shock you this cannot fail.