The room was cleared. They had not bothered to replace the boards. Despite all efforts no cause for the mysterious tapping could be found. Some just thought it was mice, others beetles helping the slow process of decay. But I know different, trapped within these walls but with no voice to tell.
Monthly Archives: Jun 2017
WRITESPIRATION #117 52 WEEKS IN 52 WORDS WEEK 21
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Irish Mythology and W.B. Yeats
Try reading to yourself or others the poems referred to here without a lilt by intuitive Gallic influence and you will see and feel the power within the words referred to. An excellent recommendation.
If you are interested in Irish mythology and you haven’t read the early poetry of W.B. Yeats, you really should. Through his early volumes of poetry such as The Rose and The Wind Among The Reeds he re-invented Irish mythology, making it more accessible to anyone who could read.
There is an animism to his early poetry – he brings the natural landscape to life better than any other ‘Celtic Twilight’ poet. There is also danger. His Sidhe or Danann are amoral creatures and there is the suggestion that if you hang out with them too much you run the risk of going insane.
And there is the sheer escapism of his poetry at this stage. Or maybe escapism is the wrong word. Transcendentalism might be more accurate. The early Yeats sees art as separate from reality. It exists in its own transcendent realm and this is reflected strongly in…
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Colleen weekly #Poetry challenge #39 part the second
Tanka
the mirror reflects
the dark thoughts harboured within
the eyes of the beast
yet no reflection is seen
unless the dark Lord allows
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Colleen weekly #Poetry challenge #39
Haiku
A mirror would not
harbour major surprises
for those who were blind
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Ronovan writes #155
all that remains
when the flame of love burns low
are embers and ash
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Haiga heaven challenge 27- Yonder
Look over yonder
for there lies your destiny
follow the rainbow
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Westerly
The warm West wind
whining as it weaves it’s way
around the woven wire
watch the birds feathers fluff and
bristle, softly complaining
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Ronovan writes #154 #haiku
The spawn of Darkness
eager to please their Master
arose from the Deep
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The weever in the net, (dedicated to HD)
I
lie,
trusting,
quietly,
craving the contact
pleasured, I allow your light touch
but you repay me with your restrictive betrayal
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Thursday photo prompt – Twilight – #writephoto
It was early in the evening but already the lamps of the rapidly disappearing houses were losing their battle against the descending, chill-inducing fog. I glanced at my watch for what was probably the fifteenth time since my arrival, surprised to find that only five minutes had passed. Not one person or vehicle had I seen, perhaps this was the reason she had been so insistent that this was the only place we could meet. The only place where we both would be safe from the night-stalkers who always came out at twilight. Even I was wary of them
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When the pen takes control. 