Florescence Day Twenty Seven

Day Twenty Seven of the Florescence, courtesy of it’s creator, Jane Dougherty.

Blue movement not ceasing

The place where Neptune’s king

So many secrets sing, old not new.

Florescence Day Five.

Day five of the Florescence, courtesy of its creator, Jane Dougherty.

Bright sun was out today

By the sea we did play

Blue sky sunshine hooray, a highlight.

Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge.

This week Colleen Chesebro of Fairy Whisperer has set us the two words Stone and Turn  for our Haiku, Tanka and Haibun Challenge.

I have chosen to do a Haiku about Medusa and a Tanka about the Winter Sea.

Rules and Pingback Here

Medusa.  (Haiku

Her cold eyes so hard

To look her in the face,barred

You’ll be turned to stone.

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      Winter Sea.

Ice cold winter sea

Cruelly batters the sand

Relentless the motion

Milenia take their toll

As hard stone is turned to sand.

Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 39 – MIRROR & HARBOR

This  week  for  Colleen Chesebro‘s weekly poetry  prompt Mirror  & Harbour I  have  chosen  to  do  two Tanka.

Rules  and Pingback  here 

Painting  by  John William Waterhouse 

 

Looking out to sea

A long days wait looking  for lights

Cold cold  the  harbour

Lost loved ones to cruel sea

Pain mirrored in harbour Lights.

 

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Painting  by  George Hitchcock

Mirror like  the  sea

Shows life stormy and  becalmed

No safe harbour yet

Thrashed on the rocks  we cling on

Hoping against hope  for calm.

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Seeing Being.

LindaGHill  said “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “ing.”  The first word of your post must end in the letters “ing.” Extra points if the final word of the post does too. Enjoy!”

Here is  the pingback

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All seeing

Seeing  the  tide  go out  and  return every  day

Brought dreams  of  escaping  to places far away.

The  constant pounding  of the daily assault

Was  was wearing  and  diminishing. Fact, no blame, no  fault.

 

The sun warm  and  even hot, the  wind and  rain

Taking  their  toll season in, season out  the  same.

Falling apart, slipping  away, retreating

Millennia of erosion was indeed  threatening it’s being.

Falling to pieces

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. Linda will post the prompt  on her blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance,  Linda  will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” or “Begin with the word ‘The’.”

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that Linda  and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of Linda’s most  recent Friday Prompt post into yours.  Your link will show up in Linda’s comments, for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on Linda’s post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. Have fun!

Wordless Wednesday: La Mare

Nonet: Thoughts from abroad

Warm breeze buzzing insects, so quiet

No traffic noise, exotic diet.

Green valley, green woods, river  flowing

Relax good  thoughts  flowing

Trees dapple light on lawn

Glad I am born

Tiredness flies

Up to

Skys.

The Return

Dunhill Castle

The  lonely  shadows  fall once more

Still here, I listen  to  the waves  fall upon the shore.

I want  to leave  and  walk under  the moon

In my heart I  know  my lover  will be returning  soon.

 

Cobwebs  dance like  silver chain mail  in candle light

I look out  through  the  gaping  holes into the night.

Is  he  coming  is he  near, be  still heart  I cannot  hear

Above  the  moaning  wind , if his steps draw near.

Gaping Holes

How long I have I been  sitting  here

Awaiting  the return of you,my  dear

Too long  for such a maid as I,  I fear

I’ve seen too much  of history  pass through here.

 

The sun  now  climbs  above  this  hill

Where  castle  and  my  spirit await  you  still

I can wait no longer  the  need  for  you  grows  stronger

I step outside into  the growing light, nought is  the same as I look yonder.

All is different

The  sea is  gone  though I  still here it’s song

This  does  not feel  right  there is  something wrong.

I feel weak here in the sun, my heart now still I begin to fade.

Has  my  wait  been in vain. Then I  spy  you  standing in the glade.

 

How long I have I been  sitting  here

Awaiting  the return of you,my  dear

Too long  for such a maid as I,  I fear

I’ve seen too much  of history  pass through here.

Reflections

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The  story  came  from my head  by  an idea  born by  reading  Jean’s post Socialbridge  Phunning Light.

All  photos  photos  except  the top one  are  from  Jean’s  post  too! Thank  you  Jean  for  me to  let  my  mind  meander  across your post!

 

Five Photos Five Stories: Nonet : Grave Storms

Grave Storms

Gentle lapping  of  the ceasless waves

Calling out  to those in the graves.

Weather  beaten, sun bleached stones

Covering  long  cold bones.

Mourners  walk in single

File. Cold winds bite.

Gulls cry,  here

Comes the

Storm.

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Here are the rules for the “Five Photos Five Stories” challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.”

I am going  to  try  and use  the  theme  of graveyards.

My fourth  nomination goes to Hortus  Closus

Thanks again to  This  thing  called  life. One  step  at time    for nominating me for the challenge.

 

 

 

 

Love Is In Da Blog : I love the Sea

Just Fooling  Around  With  Bee  said  : So today I challenge you to post a photo of what you love to do 🙂.

Of course, it does not need to be wordless at all. And of course you can do something entirely different. As I said in the beginning: I love diversity 🙂.

So I  said : I love  the sea  and I love  Queen

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Afternoon Sun

I love  the sea,

But I am not  sure the sea loves me .

Deep and  blue  and  glinting 

What does it feel for  me I am thinking.

I love  the sea,  the deep blue sea

I long  to swim in its depths and be free.

The hot  burning sand on the shore

Make  me hop and skip  as I anticipate  the cold, blue and more.

The deep blue sea

I love  the sea, the deep blue sea at  the edge of  the  shore waiting  for me .

Like  a  mermaid  with  an inborn  call  I am lured  to the sea. 

Fear  and love  for I  cannot  swim far  and it is so deep

I love  the sea  the deep blue sea, so much it makes  me weep!

This  is  Just  fooling  around  with  Bee  Idea  for  a  February  daily  challenge! To  suit  her  spoilt  inner  child…. and  mine  come  to that so  here  we go! Hold on to your heart!  Join in  here 

Love is in Da Blog