Thursday photo prompt: Angel #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a small figure of an angel, releasing a dove of peace. Around the angel are lighted candles, pine cones and a small wooden donkey

Angel

Quietly, slip the bonds of pain

Let your imagination take wings again

Blessed by an angel, lit by candle light

May all be a peace this sacred night.

The smell of pine pervades the air

Childhood memories leads me to prayer

Things kept from long ago

My donkey and my angel know

I am still a child at heart

From these treasures I’ll never part.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge. #writepho.

Twittering Tales #162 – 12 November 2019

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Silence is Golden?.

“Peace”Shouted the Big Man “Someone stop them just for an hour”St.Pete made him a drink and said “relax.” Azrael had an idea. Later, utter silence. All was good but then the masses were all holding up coloured speech cards. “Get me a blindfold” the Big Man cried. Satan laughed.
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This is part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tale

Song Lyric Sunday. Peace. 22/10/17

This week Helen Vahdati has chosen Peace as the prompt for Song Lyric Sunday.

Rules and Pingback Here

I have decided to post  Peace in the valley by The Alabama 3. The song is about what drugs do to you, a lot of their songs are. This one says to me that there comes a point in an addicts life when death is the only way that they can get peace. This is an honest, sad but to the point song. The words are raw I warn now. 

My eldest son introduced me to the Alabama 3. some years ago and I am now a firm fan. Alabama 3 despite their name, style, accents and looks are lads from Brixton London! Read about them here.

For the video I have picked the slower version so you can hear the words.

For whatever reason you refuse to feel this space we’re in

To know it’s insanity, really know it
Whatever your particular anaesthetic is, that you hold onto so desperately
The thing I mean that makes you think you know who you are
Whatever that thing is that you allow to keep you sane
Your ace in your hole
The psyche that keeps you from trying to guess what your pimp has in store for you
Whatever keeps you from screaming out at this very moment in absolute and sheer horror
Whatever you fuck your brain with, whatever that is
Whatever that is
It’s a lie
It’s a lie. “

She spends too much time with herself every night
Just fooling around with her fears
In the morning she mourns the decline of her mind
Drowning in a bottle of beer
It’s too dangerous just to think about what she might have been
If she’d sung for salvation, if she’d danced on her dreams

But there’s gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cause tonight she’s gonna blow it all away
Lord, she feels so twisted, She ain’t ever gonna fix it
She’s just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day

An’ he don’t know if he’s a communist, a hedonist or a whore
Spent too much time ridin’ on a white line to find the door
An’ if he did and he opened it, he’d find those letters in the hall
But he’s too blind to read between the lines  Cos’ the writings on the wall

There’s gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cause tonight he’s gonna blow it all away
Lord, he feels so twisted, he ain’t ever gonna fix it
He’s just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day

(Let that light shine awhile

Grand old oprie lights are on, Hank Williams on the juke box, we all comin’ home tonight

I’ll tell you dear…)

I got Ecstasy, but I need some company
You got that mystery; Lord I need a plan
All I got is a compromise and a bag full of alibis
Lord, as empty as the bottle of whiskey in my shaking hands

There’s gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cause tonight we’re gonna blow it all away
Lord we feel so twisted, we ain’t ever gonna fix it
We’re just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day

(One more time for the people)

There’s gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
Cause tonight, we’re gonna blow it all away
You know we feel so fuckin’ twisted, we ain’t ever gonna fix it
We’re just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day. (x3)

Thursday photo prompt – Peace – #writephoto

This week  for  our Thursday  Photo Prompt  from  Sue  Vincent  of  Daily  Echo  we  have  this  beautiful  photo  of  a  bed  and  pillow  made  from a  tree trunk. It is  so  beautiful  and  I  have chosen  to  write a  poem  this  week. I have  added a  few  photos  to illustrate  my  poem I hope  this is  allowable Sue?  Rules and Pingback  Here 

#writephoto

 

Mottled   green and grey shadow

Lush grass  and  flowers in summer  grow

The  spirit  of  the  wood sleeps  in  summer breezes

Sunshine and  growth  her  mind  eases.

Image  found  here 

In the  Autumn the  spirit has a  blanket  of  gold

Chills  lick  her  heels as again she  feels old

Bonfires  and  animals  setting  up  store

The  spirit  knows  there is  more  to  endure.

Image  found  here 

Underneath  a pure  white  blanket  of  snow

The  short  days  and  Winter’s   holy  glow

The  Christmas  spirit  comes  to visit  her

They  sip  a  toast on her  bed , their  love  they  aver.

image  found  here 

The  new  year  is  born of  their  union eternal

Spring  brings  tiny  flowers  and  blossom

She  feels  young  and  new all her powers  thrive

All  around  her  flora  and  fauna  glad  to  be  alive.

Image found  here 

In full bloom of  life  Summer returns

Her  magic  throbs , grows  and  burns.

So  all is  repeated, the circle of  life

Her  bed   her  resting  place  always present.

Mottled   green and grey shadow

Lush grass  and  flowers in summer  grow

The  spirit  of  the  wood sleeps  in  summer breezes

Sunshine and  growth  her  mind  eases.

 

Image  Found  Here 

Two Feet and Four Paws.

In the early morning quiet

Feeling the first warmth of the sun

Mist on the  grass startled bird in flight

Peace before another day has begun.
Two feet and four paws move in tandem

This path is ours  we know it well

Fate has us together yet it is not random

Two  feet,  four paws breaking the dawn’s spell.

 

Gently we cross the fields of green

Four paws faster than two feet

In the early morning quiet we are seen

Together and happy we are complete.

A picture  of  the hubby   walking  Ruby.  Why  not  a photo of  me ….. Because  I  was  walking her  and  there  was  no one  to  take a  photo of Ruby and  me at  6.30 am!

Here is one of  Ruby  after  her  return  !

Just Jot It January: Peace Flight.

Silence is golden

Quiet places, empty spaces were all she sort

Noise in the city hurt her ears and shattered her thought,

Silence could no  longer be bought. A little  me time

Was impossible  to find. Nowhere without music or a light that shines.

She ran up, up to the  roofs. The light grew dimmer

A girl from the ghetto she scaled the walls

The higher  she climb the  more  she was enthralled.

The lights were all tiny  just like fairy lights

All looked pretty and sparkly  in the night.

Even with her headphones on full silence

There was still no escape !

 

There was no where else to go

The sound of  below hurt her ears so!

As she reached the very top here eyes wide

To the amazing view . “Stop the sound” into the wind  she cried!

But it  would not . It entered her head via her  ears

It filled her whole body  and agitated each one of her fears!

The lights sparkled and glimmered in her  eyes

She  wept  and howled at the moon. No one heard as she cried.

Not  one soul  missed her, no one looked for  her the next day

After her soul had given up and  she was gone. Given up they’d say.

She had just stepped up to the edge  stepped off and flown away.

Silence was  the last thing she heard, divine nothingness, thankfully quiet.

Quiet beauty peace at last.

Peace

 

This post is part of Just Jot It January hosted by Linda G Hill.

Thanks for tuning in and if you want to join, feel free to click on the link and start jotting!

Green Peace

Restfulness
Free from stress.
Peaceful trees of green
Flowing river so serene.
Oh! I really want to stay
Bliss full haze  .

The Path less Traveled

By chance  we found the path  less traveled

Wandering down it, enchanted we watched as reality unraveled.

Time  stood  still only  we were  moving

Lies  and truth fought for honesty’s proving.

 

The birds were hushed  the wind  was  still

Grass grew in the middle  of  the road  as it slipped down hill.

Cotton wool clouds in an azure  blue sky

Strangely empty  not one bird up in it did fly.

 

Travelling on  in the afternoons glow we felt  the presence

Of  those who before had  passed  the is way be they lord  or peasants.

I felt  as if  I could reach out and touch them in some way

Not knowing  whether it were they or us that were really here  this day.

 

Shadows dancing on the ground as a gentle  breeze rose up

The sound of bees buzzing as in the flowers the supped.

All was peaceful and gentle that day.

As we with long gone souls did travel that way.

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By chance  we found the path  less traveled

Wandering down it, enchanted we watched as reality unraveled.

Time  stood  still only  we were  moving

Lies  and truth fought for honesty’s proving.

 

Olympic Hopes

Hi just a little note here I have started a story on a separate page , you can find it by clicking on Sofia : How it all began . It can be found in the horizontal bar above this post in between About and Vlad. Tonight’s chapter is about Cressie.

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Photo Credits google images

Thump, thump hop skip and jump. Run fast slip past the gaggle slowing you are winning not coming last! so keep it flowing!

Peddle peddle hit the metal row row no time to slow. Shot put, shot gun, arrows flying like feet on beach volley ball in the sun.

Ping pong, ding dong , plop plop tennis court bounce bounce basket ball in skirts and shorts very small!

Skip fly cartwheel high flim flam twirl and fly,swing swing on the rings,pole  vault jump the bars parallel uneven or just high!Splish slosh dive dive swim, crawl butterfly backstroke, breast stroke wow it leaves all behind in smoke! Sail those dingy row those those boats flash canoes win win just keep afloat!

Gallop trot trot jump jump , lots more many more boosting team pride let this joyous feeling join us all together and ride  down the selfishness of nations!

One step, one heart one mind forward together. Towards a  dream of  united mankind. Step up step out on towards a united finish line!

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