Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Ick.

This week LindaGHill of Life in Progress is busy preparing her book for publishing! And looking after her boys and visiting her mum in hospital! Phew just thinking about it is making me tired!! 

Right this week our SoCs  our prompt is “ick” find a word with “ick” on or use it on it’s own whatever you do have fun.

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Dick and his Chick

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Quick shouted Dick

I am going to sick

Okay said his chick

Whipping out a bowl .. slick!

This is nasty Dick

Said his chick

I don’t need this …..ick!

Help I feel sick



Moving her hair with a flick

Happy aim in the bowl, slick

Too much to drink hick

Never again they agreed …Tick

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Lost his keys in the thicket did Dick

His candle burnt down to the wick.

He came home through the snicket

How did he open the lock,well he picked it.

Greeted by his chick

She said you are thick

I love you but you get on my wick

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday. OooohAaaah,

This week LindaGHill is so busy she has enlisted the help of Dan Antion of No facilities to run our SoCs prompt. Now it turns out he is as hard a task master as our Linda. 

So this week’s prompt is ooooh aaaah, to be used as one or separately! Also as he likes bonus points Dan is going to award them if you start and finish with one or both! 😱

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Ooooh! I thought as I was walking home

Look at those glorious flowers fully grown.

Brightening up a dowdy building

Bright colours and petal wielding.
I had to stop and capture the scene

Fabulous flowers tall and serene.

Memories of childhood days

When in our garden they’d dance and sway.
Ooooh glorious Holihock I love you so

May you always thrive and grow

You make my heart beat so

Each time I see you I say Ooooh Aaaah! 

#SoCs

Stream Of Consciousness Saturday,International Fairy Day.

Linda of  Life  in Progress  said  : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “rain/rein/reign.” Use one, use them all, use them any way you’d like. Have fun!

So  here  we  go  and  as  it  is  International  Fairy  Day , check out  Colleen Chesebro’s  Blog  at  Fairy  Whisperer  I  am  doing  the  Stream  of  Consciousness Saturday  with  a fairy  story.

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Rain , Rain  it  had  rained  everyday  of  this  wretched  journey  so  far. Prince Bonniface  was  wet  through  cold  and  very  very  bad  tempered! The  reins  kept  slipping  in  his  hands  and  his  horse  was playing  up … no doubt  as  fed up  with  the rain  as  the prince  himself  was.

Now  his  family  had  reigned over  their  kingdom  for  a  thousand  years!! Sadly the  present  king ( Bonniface’s dad) was   not  the  best  with  the  royal  purse  and  right  now  the  kingdom  was  deeply  in  the  red!  The  King  and  Queen  after much deliberation  decided  he  should  marry  Princess  Precious  from  the  the  kingdom  next  door  but one.

Well  that  was  not  so  bad  she  was  quiet  a  looker! So  it  was  a light  and happy  heart  that  he  set  off  to meet  Precious. All went  well until after dinner whilst  having   drink out on  the palace  veranda  that  Precious  showed  her  true  colours.

She  told  Bonniface   that  if  he  wished  to  marry  her  he  had  to carry  out  some  quests  for  her, to  prove  his  worth. So this  is  where  we  came in at  the  top  of  the  story. Poor  Bonniface   had  spent  the  last  two  years, getting  water  from  the  Well of  Life, crystals  from  the  Mountains of  Doom and  three  scales  from a  living  dragon (  boy  that  was hard!) and  now  he was  supposed  to  getting  a  lock  of  hair  from a  fairy!

Right, now  you  know  why  Bonniface  is  wet , tired and  completely  fed  up !  Night  was falling  and  Bonniface  was hungry  and  so  was his  horse. As they  rounded  the  bend  Bonniface  saw  tiny  twinkling  lights  up  ahead. Ah!  he  thought  perhaps  there is  a chance  of  shelter  and  food, his  horse  (  who I  have  not  introduced  yet, named Jet, due  to his  colour) thought  exactly  the  same .

Nearing  the  lights, Prince  and  horse  were  amazed  to  see  that  they  were  surrounded  twinkling  fairies! They  were  really  so  enchanting  and  beautiful. The  Prince stood  stock  still  and  opened  mouthed. The  tiny  and  beautiful  faires  danced  all around  him. All  the  warnings  he  had  been  given  about  this  sort  of  thing totally  disappeared from his  mind  and  he  forgot  the rain and  the  tiredness  and  smiled !

A beautiful  soft  voice  from  behind  him made  him spin  round .

There in front of  him  was  the  most  beautiful  Fairy Prince, blonde  hair,  blue  eyes, red lips  and  equally  as  tall as  himself.  Bonniface  was  smitten . “Prince  Bonniface I  assume” said  the  silver tongued  Fairy Prince, ( I  do  mean  he  had a  silver  coloured  tongue). ” I  have  had  my  eye on  you  for  several  months  now”  The  Fairy  Prince  smiled  and  bowed  very  low  taking  a  good  look  at  the  bedraggled  Bonniface  as  he  straighten up. Bonniface  was  still dumbstruck.

Well  the  Fairy  Prince  persuaded  Prince  Bonniface   to  stay  for  dinner  and  for decency’s sake  I  shall not  mention  what  happened  after  dinner   but  boy  it  was  hot and  Joy  reigned  supreme!

In  the  morning  the  Fairy Prince  invited  Prince  Bonniface  to  stay  with  him  forever, apparently  if  he  stayed  he  would  become  a fairy  too  and  be  married  to  the  Fairy  Prince. It  took  Bonniface  a  split  second  to  weigh  up  the  pros  and  cons  of  life with the  Fairy  Prince  or  Princess Precious…… Yup  he  stayed  and  he  and  the Fairy  Prince lived  happily  ever  after. Well I  say  happily  ever after  they  did  have  their  ups  and  downs  and  Bonniface  found  himself  in  the  body  of  a  frog   more  than once   but  he  and  his  Prince  never  slept on  an  argument and  they always  made up  before sunset . They  had  lots of  fun  and  glorious sex  and  Bonniface   never  had  to  go  on  anymore  quests!

Jet  became a unicorn  and  was  very  popular  because   he  was  the only  black  unicorn in existence!

Prince Bonniface’s  parents  suddenly  came  into  money  and  his  younger brother  Bob  became  the  next in  line  (  Bob  was an accountant   so  the  kingdom was in  safe  hands)

Princess Precious, well after  a  year or  two  decided  that Bonniface was  not  coming  back so  she  married  Prince  Rufus  of  some  other  Kingdom and  after  an uneasy  start  they  fell in  love  and  she  become  half  decent !

I  won’t  say  they  all  lived  happily  ever after   because  let us   get  real  no one  does  not  even in  real  fairytales.   But  these  guys  above  made  a  pretty  good  fists of  it!

Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Sign

This is my entry for LindaGHill’s #SoCs prompt. This week’s prompt is Sign. 

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Sign here he demanded

Do so and no more will be said.

Sign he shouted if you want your children fed.

Sign quick, sign fast or be dead.

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It’s a sign they all

Recognised it was as such

It made them stand tall.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Admit

This is late and very rushed as sadly I don’t have any time for me today. I shall catch up. I promise!!

So this week for our SoCs from LindaGHill  of Life in Progress is : Admit.

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     Okay I Admit

I admit this post is a day late

But there is a valid reason for the wait

Yesterday​ was all light and fun

At the Bloggers Bash and in the Sun.
I had a ticket on my mobile

To admit me. Greeted with a  smile

By Ali,Hugh,Geoff  and big boss Sach

The revered committee of the Bash.
Admittedly  I was over excited

Some I greeted seemed rather frighted

I have admit to being star struck

But everyone was lovely, what luck.
Well that for now all for now

I will blog about the Bash I vow

I have to run I have to dash

I admit to loving the Bloggers Bash.

#SoCs

Stream of Consciousness Saturday: 3 June Whether and Weather

This week the talented and busy LindaGHill, soon to be published author again said : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “whether/weather.” Use one, use both, use them any way you’d like. Bonus points if you start and end your post with one (or each) of them. Enjoy!

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             Whether and Weather

Whether to take the dog we didn’t know

Would she like it, we decided so!

Off to visit brother and then son

 By the sea and in the sun.
Would the weather be kind

So with that in mind

We took three different types of shoe

And jumpers, hoodies raincoats too!
We wondered whether the Downs or Sea.

For our Ruby to run free

It was such a lovely hazy day

Perfect weather to run and play.
Son and dog got on so well

Running up hill and dale

So we chose the Devil’s Dike

Room to walk and space to hike
Then to a pub for drink and dinner

The one we chose was such a winner

We all had a perfect day, none better

All thanks to family dog and weather.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Smell

This week  for SoCs I have decided to go with three Haiku that I hope are evocative of smell. Our leader LindaGHill of Life in Progress said : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “smell.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

                  💜 💝💝💝 💜

There’s nothing so sweet

As the smell of the new born

Makes your life complete.

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              💜 💝💝💝 💜

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The rain has fallen

Nature’s wearing her best scent

Smell the fresh and new

               💜 💝💝💝 💜

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Smell the want,desire

Two bodies become one scent

Smell the ardent fire.

                      💜 💝💝💝 💜

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday. All or Nothing.

This week LindaGHill of ” Life in Progress ” asked us to use the phrase “All or nothing ” we can use all of the phrase or parts of it. Also bonus points to be acquired if we start or end or both, our entry with “all or nothing ” or parts there of !

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#SoCs


 All or nothing,  one of my favourite tracks from the Small Faces. It would of been 1966 and I was  a regular at Top Of The Pops a programme put out by the BBC.

I was a huge fan of the show and luckily for me my Dad knew  one of the doormen who worked at the Lime Grove Studios. So homework,weather and Dad’s friend being on duty permitting, a friend and I would present ourselves at the studio doors.  The system was the doormen would let a certain number of fans in, there was always a huge crowd. We usually were lucky.

So it was  all or nothing, if we didn’t get in we’d hang around to see if we catch any of the group’s leaving and get an autograph. ( I have lost all the autographs, careless me! ) So I have  nothing but my memories.

I was young then and my head was full of fashion and pop music. Carnaby Street, Beba, Mary Quant and all that ! Then I grew up. 

What have I learned in life… Yes you guessed it, It’s, all or nothing.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Language.

This week LindaGHill of Life in Progress has given us the prompt of Language this week for our Stream of Consciousness Saturday. 

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          Body Language.

We each have a language

To express, love, shock or even rage

Mother given or possibly learned

We use it daily a right we feel earned.
There is another language, that’s never heard.

Never needs loud voices or a single word.

It’s made up of  body movement and within the eyes

It’s called body language and it’s impossible to disguise.
So you need more than your ears 

To really understand your peers

You need your body and your eyes

Does that come as a surprise.
So when someone says they love you

It’s not their voice that makes​ it true

The truth is their eyes and their body stance

So listen with your eyes when you get a chance.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday :inter.

This week LindaGHill said that our Friday prompt for SoCs is : “inter” Use the prefix  “inter” anyway your like. Enjoy!

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            Interwoven​
Her words so sweet interlaced with poison.

Dripping like honey from her mouth

Interlinking fingers like the seasons

Interspersed with light from the south.

Interfacing with your mind she wins

Your soul internally. She interacts

You are lost in her and your sins

Desperate you beg for intercouse

You crave your bodies interwoven.

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