Thursday photo prompt: Keep #writephoto.

For visually challenged writers, the image shows the ruined tower of a castle, seen through the cross-shaped window of another tower.

The Keep

Nature needs not straight lines

It is only man who craves those confines.

Nature fills the sky with grey and blue

And the earth below with many a hue.

Man builds his dwelling with straight sides

Using what mother provides.

The shape of a cross in a ruin’s walls

Looks to a tower as it crumbles and falls.

Where once an archer stood

Shooting his arrows , true and good.

Now is empty and only cold winds blow

Nature blurs the lines bring beauty were she goes.

We will never know what secrets sleep

Hidden within the castle’s keep.

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Thursday photo prompt: Presence #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows an old photograph of a pathway lined with standing stones leading through a flower-filled meadow.

Ancient Pressence

Do you dream in sepia do you feel the light

Do the ghosts of history visit you at night?

Is there more than we can understand

As the past and present unite joining hands.

Feel the pressence of those who went before

Spirits of the old ones knocking on your door.

Are you open to the truth they bring.

Will you dream in sepia or set. your soul to soar upon the wing.

This is part of Sue Vincent #writephoto.

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Thursday photo prompt: Fume #writephoto

This week’s prompt ~ Fume

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a line of leaf-bare trees outlined against a pall of white smoke, brightly lit from within. The shape made by the smoke looks rather like the head of a mythical beast…

Fume

The noise grew closer at first a rumble

Rising to a cresendo grumble

Making all onlookers tumble

Wildly panicking bumbling

It was coming closer, rumbling

Yellow phosphorus scaring humbling

All of them their braveness stumbling.

Was it a lion or a bear crumbling

No, no, it was a dragon tumberling

Racing into hell all of the world is crumbling!

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

Thursday photo prompt: Offering #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image below shows a female figure, translucent and rainbow coloured, emerging from mist in which many shapes move. She is holding a bowl. Before her are strange blue pinnacles… which could be close or distant, spires, ice or… something else

The candle burned low as I sat alone contemplating my life. I was alone, cold and to be honest I was afraid. A draft caught the candle and I was in the dark. The blackness was plapable and I was enclosed in it. I could not see a hand in front of me.

It was so quiet I could hear my heart beating, it was a comforting sound, slow and rhythmic. I was totally alone, my life has always been so busy. Family, husband, children, grandchildren, friends. Where were they now. I was in need,but I was alone.

Eventually my eyes grow accustomed to the dark there is still smoke escaping from the candle, as I watch it seems to ignite with soft yellow light, a figure of a woman with glorious long red hair is gliding up in front of her are blue pinacles of light. In her hand she is carrying a bowl, it looks like precious cargo to me.

My sharp intake of breath makes her turn and face me. She smiles at me, I have a great urge to follow her as she is radiating warmth and peace. As I stand to follow her she raises her hand to still me. “No” she whispers “This is not your time” I stand and watch here as she floats off toward the blue lights. Here soft voice floats back to me. “Life is the gift I bestow on you tonight use it well.” Then she is gone.

The candle burst back into life as there is a knock at the door. I turn on the tree lights as I hear voices. It’s the grandchildren. Thank you, I think, I am glad, so glad I staid.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s #writephoto. This image this week is one of the very talented Sue’s paintings.

Ani’s Advent 2019! Christmas Eve…

So sorry this late but it’s the most lovely letter from Ani to Santa 💜. Read at source

Ani’s Advent 2019! A touch of sadness sometimes… with Willow Willers

Today Ani has used another of my two legses stories a sad one today. Love Ruby.

Read at source

Ani’s Advent 2019! Christmas Dinner…. with Sarah Brentyn

This week Ani shares Sarah Brentyn’s Christmas dinner . Read at source

Ani’s Advent 2019! Trees, trifles and triffids… with Toby, Austin and Hugh Roberts

Today Ani has Toby and Austin’s letter to Santa to read. Read at Source

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.

Ani’s Advent 2019! Fish, bullies and a letter from Darlene Foster’s Dot…

Ani introduces us to Darlene Foster and her dog Dot. Ani and Dot have some interesting ideas for presents. Read at source.