K.L.Caley’s#WRITEPHOTO – Arrowslit

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Well here we are at the castle Merlin, Morgarna and Gail are just about to embark on a new adventure . Now I have to warn you this is a sad one so you will need the tissues.

Approach.


So here we are this is part of K.L. Caley’s #writephoto.

Morgarna stubbed out her cigarette as they crossed the threshold of the castle. She had to smile and raise an eyebrow at Merlin who was smiling back over the head of an excited Gail.
As they entered the main hall Gail stood stock still, Morgarna made to move her along but Merlin shook his head and signaled to her to wait!
“Hello” said Gail looking behind her and reaching out, as soon as she touched the being Morgarna and Merlin could see it too. Merlin got out the E.R. (Entity Reader) after scanning the being he said “Oh! Good she’s a benign being.”

The three turned to face the spirit it was a woman, she was obviously a noblewoman, her blue dress and head covering suggested riches.


Gail had felt an instant attraction to this gentle lady. There was something about her eyes that touched Gail deeply.
Merlin, stepping forward and taking the lady’s hand he kissed it. ” May I ask your name my lady, I am Merlin, wizard, this is Morgarna sorceress and our ward the lady Gail” Merlin said inclining his head.
Gail’s eyes beamed, as she thought to herself “their ward, the lady Gail” Morgarna caught her thoughts and winked at her.
“Can we help you my lady we are here at your service.” Merlin continued.
“I am Lady Gwyneth and sadly I am trapped here and I am so lonely I truly want to pass over and be with my loved ones ” the lady looked so sad that even Morgarna felt a tinge of pity for her as she lit another cigarette.
“So” said Gail “how can we help you Lady Gwyneth, perhaps if you could tell us what happened? “

Lady Gwyneth bowed her head and closed her eyes . “Life was good my husband was a good man and we were so happy, I was expecting our first child I was walking in the rose garden which was to been seen from this arrow slit . “
Gwyneth had walked across the hall to an opening that now looked out on to the moat.


arrowslit

For visually challenged writers, the image shows an arrowslit looking out over a body of water, with an ancient stone wall and curved tower just visible.

“Things were just perfect and I was so very happy, the sun was shining the flowers scent was incredibly heady and I felt life was perfect. Then suddenly I felt a terrible pain in my belly I fell to the ground screaming with pain,… I felt wet, blood pouring out of me and I knew my baby was leaving me as was my life blood. “
Gail moved across the hall toward Gwyneth and put her arms around her and said “We will do all we can to rest your soul truly we will “


Morgarna had popped outside the castle and found a Café, she returned with four cups of tea she handed them around and said ” well Gywn what happened next? “
‘I tried to call out” replied Gwyneth. ” But no sound came out of my mouth, as I got weaker laying there in the sun the beautiful scent of flowers all around me. I felt my life slipping out of me then I saw our beautiful son floating away from me. I had had no idea whether it was a boy or a girl until I saw him slipping away ….
That’s when I gave up and the second I did I was up and running after our boy but I could not catch him! As I tried to hold on to him I heard my husband calling my name. I even felt his arms around me , I turned , I tried to go back to my beloved but I could not, I could not reach my baby or my husband. ” Gwyneth took a sip of the tea Morgarna had given her and continued. ” I was stuck there betwixt and between unable to reach either. Then I was lifted and spun round through what was like a black hole. Then I found myself here in the Great hall where I was stuck…. I could not leave I could not rest, I could leave, I could not sleep or rest all I could do was watch my beloved husband grief and grow angry and sower. He flooded my beautiful rose garden and set a most around the whole castle . Gail it was awful I watched him die from the inside out.” Gwyneth sank to the floor sobbing and Gail held her close.
“Please Morgarna, Merlin we have to help we have to ” Gail’s eyes were full of tears her heart was breaking.
Morgarna looked at Merlin ….. “Merls” she said ” We’ve got to help …”

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 362 DRAG and Dust.

See the dust rises
As you drag my heart around
So cruel your nature.

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part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 323 Clip&Wings

Image from Pixabay.

Trapped within this cage
My soul soars high, broken free
Wings clipped, while you rage.

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The Challenge Words!

Clip&Wings

Not sure how to write a Haiku? Click HERE for a quick How to write Haiku Poem in English Form with links to posts for other forms of Haiku.

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Puppet.

I’m a fret work,patchwork, lost soul of a girl.
I’m a pigtail, full bangs short skirt thrown into a whirl.
I am a big bust, tight arsed see through boiling pot of lust!
I am a thigh high patent leather boots of “come on”..now don’t feign disgust!

I am a black eyed, raggy dress, sexy legs in stripy socks.
Purple lips, curvy hips legs akimbo over the back of a chair throw my head back brush your chest with my hair.
Bend down, turn around suck my thumb roll my eyes lick your thighs…. now don’t pretend you wouldn’t.
I am a diamond encrusted dog collar, peekaboo bra, black leather cat, suit red stiletto heels making your senses reel.

Hard swelling, tightening clothes hastily ripped off knickers on the floor, against the door or try the desk …. now don’t feign disgust… now don’t pretend you wouldn’t.
I am a cheap chick, turn a trick, trip your wick, bother booted swift kick dancing down the fireman’s pole, digging deep into a hole.
Express train through the tunnel, danger spider web funnel.
Come hither don’t dither hurry up before it withers I cant wait all night are you looking for a fight….. I can do that too,especially for you. …. now don’t feign disgust… now don’t pretend you wouldn’t.

Cinquain: Plastic Bag

 

Plastic

Bright orange bag

Filling , floating ,shopping

To be held fast in the  bushes

Carrier

 

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Catatonic. Acrostic, Almost Nonet

LindaGHill  said :Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “-cat-”  Use the letters at the start, middle, or end of a word and make it the subject of your post – or just use the word “cat.” Enjoy!

“This post is part of SoCS:”    Here is  the  pingback

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Caught inside  your head, seemingly dead

All systems down,hearing whats said

Tubes from every  orifice

Any hope gone, of piece

Time grinds to a halt

Only you know

None else

In a

Coma

The  rules  are  here 

Closing In : Acrostic Nonet.

Closing in  I feel it closing in

Lost in meditation I see

OH!  devils  closing in  on  me

Surely I feel my  skin

Infested by them

No safe haven

For me.

I am

Nought.

No Escape

The  sun  still shines  but  there  is  no  heat

Choking  on  the  smell of  defeat.

I hoped I’d  escaped  your  claws

You’re  crouched on all fours

Approaching   spitting

Fire and Brimstone.

Ear splitting

Moan, Love

Flown!

 

 

Set Me Free

I want  to be  free

Need  to  be  me

Escape  these  ties

Stop  muffling  my  cries

Undo  the ties

I need  wings  to  fly

Set me  free

Hear  my  plea.

Open  the  skies

Clear  my  eyes

Part  the  cloud

Scream it out loud

SET  ME  FREE

SET ME FREE.

Undo  the  chain

Free me from pain

Release  my  soul

Please  make  me  whole

Help me  escape

Just  give  me  a break

For  God’s  sake

Make no  mistake

I need  to  be  free

PLEASE HELP ME

PLEASE HELP ME

 

The Wife

Some  days  she  feels  worse  than  others

Why even  bother  to  get  up and  and start  the day.

Why  leave  the safety of  the bed covers.

Then the  baby  cries, here  we  go. Peace, no way.

 

Feed  the  baby, tidied up  lets  get out

I wonder what  he is  doing  now

Is  he  with  her , yes  no  doubt

No point  to ring , don’t  need a row

 

He is  always ‘ busy ‘ rarely  by  my side

When did he stop  wanting  me

Says he is  working, too tired

To  do  anything  but  sleep. I know  I see.

 

The  way  he dresses  the care  he takes

The  way  he did  for  me .

In public  the perfect  husband, he fakes.

In his mind  he is  with her, what he wants is  she!

 

It is  no comfort  to know I am the mother of his child

No comfort to know  he  will not  leave me for her

Sometimes I wish he would  this is driving  me wild!

Let  him ruin her  life I am sick of  this, I no longer  care .

 

Trapped lost , soulless in this dead marriage of  show

I know  her  she has  it all  why  does  she waist her life

He like  his comfort , his  status  he  will never let  me go

Nor  will he ever  give her what she wants, to be his wife.

 

Life goes on me  and the baby

Does  she pity me , what does  she think

Do  you  think  he loves  you lady?

No  he doesn’t, no more  than he  does not love me.

 

He is  the love of his life

Not  you the  mistress

Nor  me the wife.

We are  both trapped .

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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