Mary and Jo Part 14

Today is the fourteenth day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry

Mares looking into the future

Mares was a resting, sitting in a comfy chair wondering what her life would be like when her child was here. Jo was in the garden talking with Gabriel, that amazing angel had more important news to tell.Will her baby really be the saviour of man, will he have a strange life and die the worst of deaths known to man. All things were frightening all things seemed too much but overriding all these fear she longed for this baby and it’s touch.Annya had just been with her and told her all was well but she needed to rest as her blood pressure was as high as hell. Annya was going out  but Irena was around again Mares counted her blessing for this little haven Jo had found.The children had been in earlier they had been singing songs. Mares loved it when they came and made a happy throng. They had told her of the lady down the street who had been busy knitting for the babe she had yet to meet.  Mares remembered the lady she had arthritic  hands, Mares had wanted to straighten her fingers and help her as the lady was so sweet.

Jo and Gabe talking

Jo and Gabe were outside talking, they had things to discuss. Gabe was telling Jo of Herod and that as soon as Mares had, had the child and was ready they should leave Bethlehem without any fuss. Gabe told Jo that Herod was a bad man without a conscience at all and that to make sure there was no king to usurp him he would slay all children under one,yes he would slay them all.

Then he had some good news about three good and wise men who would visit them soon. They had bought some strange gifts for the baby and they would have news of Herod too. They were clever  men and he would like them all three. OH! Yes there would be shepherds they were coming from the pastures above the town they also wanted the baby to see. They were also bringing a gift of some of their sheep .  “Sheep !” said Jo, “Sheep , do you mean live ones we can keep?? ”

Gabe looked at Jo, at the shock in his eyes and he said “come on Jo don’t panic now I know it all sounds mad. But you will find along the way that good times are to be had” Jo really was not sure it all seem far too big “come on ” smiled Gabe  you are going to nail this gig.

all images from Pixabay

Ani’s Advent 2019! Love, a soggy tennis ball…. and D. G. Kaye

Well this is different Ani, a two legs who is almost as good as a four legs 💜 Read at source.

Mary and Jo part 5

To day is the fifth day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry.


It was the talk of the staffroom everyone was interested in the young couple staying in David’s’ room.
Have they got enough linen asked the housekeeper Jean, if there is a baby due she will need towels and sheets warm and clean. Have they eaten the cook wanted to know, they are resting now, well when they are hungry just let me know.
Isn’t Irena  a midwife, wasn’t that her job in her old home, she can help them if help they need. Everyone was interested everyone wanted to help this young couple in need.
Jo was relaxing watching a film so relieved they had somewhere to stay. Mares was luxuriating in a bubble bath soaking all her aches and pains away.
Outside miles up in the dark night sky a brand new star shone out on high. It is a strange thing but everyone who saw would insist it was stationary and would move no more.
In the east boarding a plane, three royal, eminent, astrologers  where heading for Bethlehem. The had been researching the new star, for months now they had been watching it from afar.
They had been working together for a while now and called themselves Magi.com a name that had style. Sharing the secret that a new king was to found under this star light.They wanted to meet him, to pay homage as is right.
They had a competitor Herod.com and so he was someone the facts of their journey  were kept from.
So with the staff busy but wanting to help and the star shining down the hotel Delph  we leave our Jo and Mares to get some peace, as soon somewhere to sleep will be of their troubles the least!

Three wise men

Mary and Jo Day 4

To day is the fourth day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry.

Many people talk about her, many people laughed, many people said she if thinks we believe this, she is just daft!
Her parents at first not sure that their daughter spoke the truth were most relieved when Jo turned up . Even with his odd story , he was a likeable youth.
After all the upset the tantrums and the tears everyone settled down and they all discussed their fears. The Little town of Nazareth was rife with gossips and with snipes none of them could swallow talk of angels and a virgin’s sinless life.
Time went on and Jo and Mares set up their home. Jo was a carpenter so he had loads of work Mares was a strong and gamely lass who had no mind to shirk. Eventually their friends came around to their way of thinking and accepted that the child was special , angels had visited and the couple had not just been drinking.
The months went by as they do Mares and Jo’s relationship blossomed as Mares grew. The child inside her womb was active but in no hurry to arrive, yet that would be soon. Then the letter came telling Jo he had to return to Bethlehem to pay some taxes and fill in the census no if’s or buts he had to go. When he told Mares she said, this is all we need but never mind we have the trusty steed.

Their motor scooter was their trusty steed neither build for comfort or for speed! Mares parents were worried they feared for their daughter and the babe but the letter meant they had to hurry. Mares asked Jo to sort their hotels which he did, but too well!They packed the things that they needed and with all family and friends well wishes heeded. They scooted off into the unknown followed by waves and kisses blown.

Image from Pixabay

Mary and Jo part 3

To day is the third day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry.

Image from Pixabay

Mares was gently sleeping, her breathing slow and thin yet inside her head, her brain was still in a spin. Just like Jo she was thinking back to when all this did begin.
She was in her room alone late at night when suddenly this stunning young man appeared, and gave her such a fright. Before she could say a word he gently touched her mouth he smiled at her and all her questions and fears took flight.
Who are you and why are you here there will be trouble if my parents hear. Again he smiled and then he said the strangest thing she had ever heard “Hail Mary full of Grace” Mares eyes wide open stared into this strange man’s face.
He beckoned her to come near and then he whispered in her ear. Well he said the most outlandish things. He told he was an angel he even showed her his wings. A messenger from God was he, and Mary was pregnant Just how could that be.
Gentle Mary you must not fear I told you God has sent me here, you alone have been chosen from all of womankind to bare a son who will save the world by dying for them, that did not sound so good. The angel ask Mary if what he had said was clear, she was quiet and full of fear.
Things will not be easy the angel knew and many would point the finger at Mary it’s true. This was such an important things she had to do. Mary had not been pleased and asked just how she was to be with child , you are already the angel smiled.
The next month was no fun, her parents did not believe their daughter and friends thought her mad so she was shunned.Then one afternoon her friend Jo asked her to share his life he would love the child and her if she would be his wife. Mary asked if he believed her story was true he said he did and he had met an angel too. And so their strange story had begun .

Happy Thanksgiving

I send this happy greeting out to all my American friends and readers all over the world who are celebrating Thanksgiving today. I hope you all have a wonderful day. Please say a prayer for those less fortunate out there.

Ben Naga I know you are watching 😜

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #281 Mess & Intense

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge Image.
Sixes and sevens
I am all at sea a mess
Love is so intense
Image from Pixsbay

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 23/19

Shelly Krupa

It’s Saturday and yesterday LindaGHill gave us our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday or #SoCs if you prefer. Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “flyer/ad.” Look at the latest ad you got in the mail (if it’s a store flyer, choose the product right in the middle of the page) or choose the next online ad you find, and theme your post on whatever the product is. Do not name the brand if you hate it, unless you add that it’s an opinion/review of the product in question. You don’t want to chance getting sued.

John Lewis and Waitrose

Why do I love this advert so much
Is it the little redhead that adds the magic touch.
Or is it excitable Edgar that reals me in
With cute flaming nostrils and scaly dragon skin.
It’s not because I worked for them in an earlier life
Waitrose to precise where customers caused me strife.
Or the beautiful perfect Christmas cheer that it portrays
My dreams of all that happiness has long been blown away.
Is it the food and decorations concealed within the story
All the company’s Christmas fair displayed in all its glory.
Is the plaintiff song, sung in a hopeful tone
The guys voice, or the way it’s sung that gets me heart and bone.
Or is the two pregnant pauses
Before he bursts into song again wining my applauses.
I don’t now what it is that makes love it so
But like every year as always their advert is a winner.

This is a Disclaimer, I have nothing to do with John Lewis and Waitrose and partners. I just love the advert.

This is part of LindaGHill’s #SoCs.

Wordless Wednesday.20/11/19. Ruby and Quala.

© willowdot21. 2019

One-Liner Wednesday

“You can usually tell that a man is good if he has a dog who loves him.” – W. Bruce Cameron (author, A Dog’s Journey)

This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday 1linerWeds

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