Instantly I saw
my cat was obsessed with you
a menage a trois
Monthly Archives: April 2018
Ronovan writes Weekly poetry #Haiku #199
Filed under As you read it, Haiku, Inspired emotion, Self compositions
Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 81, ENCHANT & SHAPE, #SynonymsOnly
Seductive power
and finely moulded beauty
in smooth alabaster
form flowing impressions through
the deft touch of the craftsman
Filed under Inspired emotion, Self compositions, Tanka
Recapture innocence – tanka
Cast aside the veil
life has placed over your sight
of the simpler things
discover delight and awe
in the world that surrounds you
Filed under From the heart, Self compositions, Tanka
A date for the diary
Felixstowe Book Festival has become one of the highlights of the East Anglian arts calendar and returns for another exciting programme of events from Wednesday 27th June to Sunday 1st July 2018 inclusive.
As well as a full programme of fiction, non-fiction events (covering politics, history, art and the hippy trail), workshops and discussions, there are screenings of the film Life on the Deben and an evening of Brazilian music.
The festival will be popping-up in some exciting new venues including beach huts, a container or ‘sea can’, the local Museum at Landguard Fort and the Seafront Gardens.
Authors making welcome return visits include Esther Freud and Louis De Bernières. Other festival highlights include Timothy Bentinck (‘David Archer’), Mark Billingham, Sir Vince Cable, Horatio Clare, Call the Midwife star Stephen McGann, Blake Morrison, Dame Jenni Murray(pictured above), Juliet Nicolson, Simon Scarrow, Christopher Matthew and the actor Michael Pennington.
And be sure to check out the great selection of events for children and teens!
Have a look at all the events and activities – visit the website and book early to avoid disappointment:
Filed under Events and diary dates, Factual, General post
Twittering Tales #81 – 24 April 2018
She looked out of the window at the seeming endless expanse of the Firth of Tay thinking.
“It was probably such a night as this in 1879. All those poor passengers.”
She felt the train curving to the right ready to go over the bridge.
Like everyone else she crossed her fingers. 277 c.
Filed under Flash fiction, History, nature inspired, Self compositions
Thinking of refreshing the skills?
Filed under Uncategorized
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #198 Beat&Party
The calypso beat
promises a great party
let your body sway
Filed under Haiku, Self compositions, Temperatures rising
SoCS 21/4/18 Spoke
Today’s post is inspired although I cannot call it fortuitous, for this morning I received the news that my elder brother has been diagnosed with Motor Neurone Disease, thereby in my mind we lose one hero to that awful condition, i.e. Stephen Hawking and he is replaced by another. The connection lies in the speech, whereas my brother can no longer speak to any great degree, he spoke to me via a text, which certainly helped to cheer me up as phone calls had been a trial for some months now. All we can do is wait and see how the situation develops for him, his wife, children and grandchildren.
Filed under Factual, From the heart, Inspired emotion, Self compositions
Sue Vincent’s weekly #Writephoto Waiting
Kellerman looked at the huge, carved head in awe. A whole gamut of questions flowed through his mind, the first and most important being who had carved the giant edifice and what did it represent? It could have been a dog, perhaps a stylised vision of it’s creators or even more intriguingly a true to life portrait. The only way to get any answers was to don his safety suit, and take a ride in the exploration module to have a much closer look. Despite some trepidation he knew that this is what they had sent him here to do, although finding evidence of other life forms had not been on the agenda.What alarmed him was the absence of any clearance from the control base. The last vicious lightning storm had closed down any possibility of microwave communication in the foreseeable future. Yet this was an opportunity that could not be missed, the thing had appeared undetected overnight and could easily disappear in the same short timespan. There was no point in waiting he thought, let’s get on with it. He walked through to the robing room and started to don his life support and survival suit, ready to embark on what could turn out to be the most momentous day in his and the whole of martiankind’s history.
Filed under Alternative history, Flash fiction, Otherworldly, Self compositions
Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 80, GATHER & SOFT, #SynonymsOnly
The collection plate
passed quietly hand to hand
along the faithful.
Pockets and purses opened,
coins and notes gently placed
Filed under faith, Self compositions, Tanka
