calmly she swims in
the lake of oblivion
salt laden tears fall
Monthly Archives: October 2017
Down and Out onto England’s Canals – Guest Post by, Ian Hutson…
I personally live in a sort of mobile home having moved away from a canalside residence but envy those on the waterways. It must be a lovely setting for a writing mind, after all what else could spawn a literary masterpiece of the likes of, “Rosie and Jim”.
The Cardinal Wolsey at peace with the world
For three months I have been exploring the Llangollen canal (“The Welsh”) on my narrowboat, Cardinal Wolsey. Calling this waterway “The Welsh” is perhaps a tad misleading, since of its forty-five mile length no more than about the last five miles are actually in Wales. It is an out and back again canal, it doesn’t link up with any other navigable waterway, so I have slowly, slowly, slowly mooched my way along, explored thoroughly, then explored it all again in reverse. Well, not actually in reverse; I turned the boat around in the winding hole just after crossing the World Heritage Site Pontcysyllte Aqueduct, so we were going forwards again, just back the way we’d come from. Boat life can be terribly complicated at times, stuffed full of forward and reverse and bows and sterns and tillers and concentric crank thrumbles on…
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Thursday photo prompt – Tower – #writephoto
Untold centuries have passed since first I stood sentinel on this lonely mound. My cold, brick skirts pressed modestly round my granite ankles. But as if in recognition of my awesome power no human blood was ever spilt within. Only life’s juices draining from the ox, the sheep and fowl in preparation for the daily feasts once held within my smoky halls. When minstrels played and goblets raised in song and celebration of deeds of valour if only from the minds of fawning scribes enthralled and eager to placate their Lord and raise him high above his peers. Tables heavy laden with the weight of wood and pewter platters, their contents overflowing. Fruit and bread and choicest meat supplied and oft replenished by ragged boys and comely maidens whose faces set in lying smiles promising hopes of delights to follow but at a price, far above the reach of those who could only listen from without the heavy oaken doors.
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Colleen Chesebro #Weekly Poetry Challenge NO. 54. Ghost & haunt #Haibun
“Was there ever such a heinous crime as that of fratricide, for what, the stealing of another’s bride, once one’s own brothers wife for sure. May those found guilty of such an act be cursed in people’s memories forever.”
A Prince of Denmark
haunted by a father’s ghost
merits compassion
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Colleen Chesebro #Weekly Poetry Challenge NO. 54. Ghost & haunt
The three ghosts appeared
each a haunting tale to tell
their messages plain
Let us watch the tale unfold
and witness transformation
Memories only
haunt these ancient hallowed halls.
Ghosts in the mind
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Writespiration #136 week 41
She stood waiting, confident that it would happen soon. It was not too long before she felt a change in the air. Gulls, floating on the calm waters, suddenly took to the air, their calls raucous and echoing. The sea darkened and as if defying gravity the huge whale broke the surface.
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Twittering Tale #53
I felt compelled to say I didn’t fancy our chances on duty in the fire watchtower if the wind changed direction. 111 characters
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Ronovan writes #170 #Haiku
Longing in his heart
pressing need to regain faith.
Path to redemption
No. 2
Deep within our hearts
are needs basic and urgent
primeval passions
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Mick’s Short Form Poetry Challenge #1 – Perpetuating the Rare Forms’ – Sept 16th 2017 – Prompt: ‘fresh’
A great idea, short form poetry concentrates your thought to make of them what you will. To paraphrase a wise old adage, “Hint don’t tell,” is a rule to remember.
Mick’s Short Form Poetry Challenge – Perpetuating the Rare Short Form Poetry.
Should you wish to skip the introduction and go directly to the poetry types please click here
Introduction:
Firstly; thanks to all who participated in the original Elfje challenge, it was a bit of a slow start, but we were getting there. However, a suggestion made by Jules Paige that I change the format to a multi one based on short forms of poetry, I thought a great idea, and for which I thank her, most gratefully. Here then are the forms, if they are new to you please click on the one that takes your interest for its guidelines, thank you. Some of them can be likened to rare breeds, and as the saying goes, “Use them or lose them”,. It might be that some of them were totally unknown to you, there were to me. So, I think by…
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Deadline reminder for bi annual Dorset Fiction Award closing in 8 days
A reminder about the Dorset Fiction Award’s bi-annual short story competition! They’re looking for short stories, fewer than one thousand words in any genre and topic.
They want to help the great art of writing thrive, and welcome entries by anyone from anywhere. The winner will receive a £500 cash prize, and will be featured in their yearly anthology and on their website along with the next nine runner ups.
So if you are a fanatic writer, or perhaps have lying dormant within you the creative flare to produce something brilliant — then enter. So why not pop by and have a look at their full details page for all the information.
This turn, they are supporting First Story, as chosen by their previous winner Marie Gethins. First Story is a national charity who are dedicated to reducing gaps in literacy and attainment through creative writing.
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