The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Sept. 14/19 Blue.

Blue September skies, as I sat down to write this post I looked up and saw a beautiful clear sky.

Blue September streaked skies yesterday full of angel feathers.

Blue September skies over Historic Oxford.

Blue plaque to Jan Burden, on the wall of the house she lived in.

Blue September Skies over a reflective River Thames.

This is part of Lindaghill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday…but late on a Sunday!

This week’s Challenge was.: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “blue.” Talk about the first blue object you see when you sit down to write your post. Have fun!

It was all about Blue September Skies but I threw in the Blue Plaque for fun💜

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Sept. 7/19

Lindaghill said : “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “weigh/way/whey.” Use one, use ’em all, bonus points if you do that last thing. Enjoy!” Say Cheese!
Image below from Pixabay

Way too difficult

To weigh separated curds

And the liquid whey.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS July 20/19 Frame.

Freeze the frame stop time

This one second is all mine

The beauty of sheer joy

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Catching the image

Living life through the zoom lense

Live life frame by frame

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Time caught in a frame

Some are gone yet some remain

Lifes a picture frame

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This is part of Lindaghill’s #SoCs. Linda said :Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “frame.” Use it as a noun or a verb or any way you like. Have fun!

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 1/19

LindaGHill said: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “silent/silence.” Use one or both in your post. Have fun!”

This is part of #SoCs.

Silence : Acrostic Poem

Silence is golden, it can cut you like a knife.

It can be your down fall or even save your life.

Listening to silence can be the hardest thing to

Earsplitting silence can easily deafen you.

No silent exit , leave on a note of discord

Cover your ears to soundless applause.

Earth shattering peace, like all things has its flaws.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 4/19.

Hello it’s Saturday morning and time for LindaGHill’s Saturday Stream of Consciousness. Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “fall from the sky.” Write about anything that falls from the sky–real, imagined, or idiomatic. Have fun!

They fell from the sky. At the beginning just a few. No one really noticed at first, because they were not affected.

It was noticed finally, this strange phenomenon, after a week or two. The feathers were everywhere. Covering lakes and rivers and finally the seas.

Machinery ground to a halt, planes , cars and trains crashed. The world fell silent. Governments panicked and brought out Draconian laws to keep the peace.

We thought it could get no worse, no transport of any sort, everything was effected. Nothing could function, people began to starve. Not just the poor those with money and power suffered too.

Then when we thought it could get no worse the angels fell from the sky.

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 13/19

image from Pixabay

Slipstream

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Soar

Lapwing

Into your

Plodding wing beat

Steady, uneven

Turning and rising high

Riding the thermals into

Eternity among the clouds

Angels watch your slow un rhythmic beat

My soul yearns to ride within your slipstream.

This is part of #SoCs.

LindaGHill said: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “lip.” Use it as a word, or find a word with “lip”in it. As always, use any way you’d like. Enjoy!”

Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Fab.

LindaGHill said. Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “fab.” Use it as a word or find a word beginning with “fab.” As always, use any way you’d like. Have fun!

Fabulously an Acrostic Poem

Full of promise full of life

Always running full of hype

Blessed with memories and joy

Unisex? Girl or boy

Little things we hold so dear

Out of this world far and near

Unending fun and fashion sense

Sing the old songs sing the new

Living happy not in fear

You and me fab and gear.

And now for something completely different.

After the second world war, due to heavy bombing there was an acute shortage of housing. Here in the UK the solution was envisaged by war-time prime minister Winston Churchill in March 1944, and legally outlined in the Housing (Temporary Accommodation) Act 1944.

Quickly built homes for all those made homeless by the Blitz, they were the perfect solution to the post war problem . The were single story prefabricated homes. The populous affectionately called them the prefab.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 16/19

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Our  prompt  form  LindaGHill  for  Saturday’s Stream of Consciousness is Soul/Sole Use one use both , use them anyway  you like but enjoy.

“Sole responsibility for purgatory“

Angel Marge basked in the glory

Of  those  words uttered by St Peter

A new challenge  she  though…it won’t defeat her.

So she  tidied up the space and  put  new rules in place

To meet the  new souls she  took on some  extra grace.

Opening up on her first morning

She  was amazed  at  the number of  souls towards her  swarming

Soon the  enormity of the task,in her mind was dawning .

She needed help to cope with so many lost souls  arriving

Quickly  she employed angel staff , to help with client reviving.

St Peter was impressed

At how quickly  problems  she addressed.

Every single hapless soul

She sorted  out  and  helped  them reach  their goal.

Yes Angel Marge embraced  her role

Loving  and  caring for  each and  every  soul.

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 2/19 : Celestial.

Celestial of the stars, we are and eventually to the stars we will return. I find this is such a wonderful and calming thought. I have always yearned to travel the stars. Space and all it entails have always been my dream. Well it will not be my destiny, I was born too early. So I take comfort in the fact that when I die I shall return to the stars and be celestial. That’s the explanation now here is an Acrostic Nonet.

Celestial of the stars we are

Eternal, boundless essence star

Life for us is but a blink

Earthbound yet on the brink

Straining to venture

To our true home

In pure hope

Almost

Life.

This week our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “cele-.” Find a word that starts with or contains “cele” and use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
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Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Critic(al)

This is part of LindaGHill’s #SoCs.

Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “critic(al).” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

Now it is critical that you understand that this sword held aloft here is not Excalibur. I have to say if I am critically on honest. The arm is too thick and masculine to belong to the lady of the lake. While I am being honest the sword itself looks too short and squat to be Excalibur.

Yet here we have an arm extended out of a lonely lake holding a sword aloft.

There is no magical island of Avalon, no Knights or damsels in distress. Just traffic bombing along a busy road, the other side of a wooden fence.

No just a critical Ruby sniffing around. Please don’t be a critic it might not be perfect but it was a lovely walk.

A Critical Acrostic Poem

Can you honestly say it’s the best

Rigourously, honestly the best

Is it truly the best you can do

To be honest I am not impressed

In my opinion, it is not good

Critically honest it’s not all that .

Actually be honest it’s rubbish

Look, don’t blame me, the critic.