One-Liner Wednesday. Weather.

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Someone once said, “The weather is like people, it’s changeable”

Well that’s bullshit! People never change , they are what they are!

Part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday. #1linerweds

Twittering Tales #135 – 7 May 2019

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Inhuman Nature.

The cloud had hung over the city for a month. The riots and looting had started week one. By week three all civil law had broken down. Today the city was locked down, total quarantine. It was plain to anyone with half a brain that it was people causing the problem not the cloud.

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COLLEEN’S WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 89, “DRY & WET,” #SYNONYMSONLY

This is part of Colleen Chesebro’s of the Fairy Whisper Weekly Tanka Tuesday.

I need deep damp loam

Darkness, for now, is my home

Soon I will rise up

I will dance in the warm sun

After the rain, my growth done.

Rain soaked leaves drip water

No longer sunbaked or parched

The weather cycles

Just like melting icicles

In sun they evaporate.

Rules and Pingback Here

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Bottom photo is mine.

COLLEEN’S WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 88, “PRAISE & EXCITE,” #SYNONYMSONLY

This is part of Colleen Chesebro of the Fairy Whisper’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge. The words to use synonymously are Praise and Excite.

Rules and Pingback Here

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I extoll with words

The virtue of the weather

Cold cannot last forever

My emotions are heightened

Winter exits skies brighten.

Wordless Wednesday: One minute to the next.

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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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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.

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!

Le Tour

A rainbow  of  colour  speeds  through  the countryside

Circling , circling spinning around  and around.

Rushing  through  towns  and villages  far  and wide.

Pumping,  pumping  up  and down  eating up  the ground.

 

Nations united all in the race  sweat and pain shown in the face.

Riding  the wheel  of  the man  in the lead

Nothing  but winning  matters  in this race.

Ignoring the falls even if  they  bleed.

 

 

Speeding  speeding to set up  the  lead

Racing  away  from  the  pack of  the peloton

Eating up  the miles  with incredible  greed

One slip of  concentration and whoosh  your  lead  is just  gone.

 

Motor bikes,scooters, cars  and vans follow  the riders

Throwing  gifts  to the crowd hoping  they will behave

The excitement is  mounting  here  they come,  and go like  gliders.

The roads so  crowded with onlookers, ignore  them just  be brave.

 

Climbing the mountains  in the pouring  rain,

Your  heart  is thumping,  pumping your head wants  to explode

Speeding  through  the valleys the sun out again.

Rushing  to the finish it’s  the finale sprint all those wheels and feet implode!

 

Time  for celebrating  jersey’s   to award

The domstiques are exhausted  they have done all the work

The teams  and spectators are happy  to applaud.

Tomorrow is another stage  so wasted effort is  something they cannot  afford!

 

 

Glastonbury Virgins

Music floating in the air

Music, people smells and sounds everywhere .

A horrendous queue for the loo

A plethora of things to see and  do.

 

 

A smiley girl  hardly anything on dances in her wellies

She and her mates are having fun they have all got new piercings on their bellies!

A little toddler run’s a rye  his dad is watching closely from near by.

His mum is having a henna tattoo, it’s really is just the thing to do,something I would love to try.

 

The lads all  had a little too much to drink last night

The length of the loo queue does nothing for their plight

But a bacon and egg burger will soon have them right.

They’ve spotted the Artic Monkey’s they’re off and running ………. their hangovers have taken flight

 

The sun is up the sky is blue there is so much to see and do

The first time is always the best everything is bright and new.

Plip  plop is that rain, wellies on  any one got a brolly

Na…. Oh well what the hell it’s Glastonbury!!

Here comes the Snow

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The snow is on the way, I heard someone on the radio say, it might be here today but it is certainly on its way. The temperature is going to drop we will all hear the thermometers go plop! Because the snow is on the way and the temperatures will drop!

The cat will not go out she’ll sit at the window and pout, the dog will not be put off he will leap about no doubt!He will get covered with snow he loves all that you know! But the cat will sit at the window and pout she will not go out in the snow.The squirrel will go mad looking for all the nuts that he had, he will not take a brake until he finds them all. The Magpies and the other birds will watch him from the wall, they will not help at all they just will just watch him from the wall  .

                                                                                                                        We will never now from whence came the snow, the children love it so, playing in the snow. The cars will all go slow, crawling through the snow. People laying low to avoid going out in the snow.Ringing into work the daily grind to shirk.

So bound by the snow the trains will all go slow that’s if they even go because they are bound by the snow , stop and go. The buses will not run waiting at the bus stop but they’ll not come. No they do not run like they do in the sun. No they all go slow when they have to run in the snow.

Well now it is quiet, the moon and snow make special light.All sparkly in the night now everyone’s at home and they have finished the snow ball fight. The twinkly twinkly light the sky is clear all the star have taken flight

Let’s get this right on this starry starry night when all the stars have taken flight. The cat and the dog know what is right. They just know  how to behave in the snow . The squirrel is all curled up safely now because he knows it best to keep warm in the snow to stay in not out to go..

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ITS A BEAUTIFUL DAY

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It’s a beautiful day, I was awake with the Lark looking out over the valley even though it was still dark.
I saw the fog rolling in knowing that the rain was not far behind but to look at such beautiful scenery was enough for my mind
We set off in the car, the clouds following darkening the skies. We made for the lake Trasimeno.
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We found it was market day and I spent some money I have to say! We had a picnic back down by the lake unusually, for me there was nothing I forgot to take ;-).
So then we headed for Cortona another fortified castle town it was a long way to the top of the town but there were fantastic views when got there and looked down.
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Finally back we did wend our way and we both agree it had been a beautiful day.

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