Monthly Archives: October 2019

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, October 23rd

Morning mists massage

pebbles released from slumber,

frenzied, foam-tipped waves.




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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #50

somerleytonSly fox,  sleek hare and nervous deer,

from without the forest all will appear,

as one they pay homage, this October morn,

to, “The Piper at the Gates of Dawn.”

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Ten word photo prompt #Eventually

pexels-photo-1199967Photo by The Lazy Artist Gallery on

The road to enlightenment appears through the sands of time.

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Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #276 Smoke&Water



Mist tendrils, as smoke

over dark, placid  water,

silver-flanked fish roll.


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Weekend Writing Prompt #128 – Aurora


Christopher Robin and his girlfriend Alice

took a trip to Buckingham Palace

after they had cheered the Queen

took a train to Aberdeen

to watch the Aurora Borealis.

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Sue Vincent’s Thursday writing prompt #Writephoto


The snow is falling harder now. I love the way the air always seems a little warmer just before the first flakes start to drift lazily down, instantly forming minute droplets of water on the surface of my jacket and legs. I’ve been sitting on my three-legged stool for what seems like hours, my gaze fixed on the gap between the trees. The leaden sky has finally decided to release it’s heavy load.

Without warning he suddenly appears, pawing at the ground. He surely realises that if the snow gets any harder the grass will soon become buried and he will have to move to the edges of the field. Already the does have moved back into the shelter of the trees. He doesn’t want to join them but will have to if he is desperate for food. He will be forced to try to strip some of the few remaining leaves from the branches, curling his long tongue delicately around each scarce morsel. Rough sustenance that will have to suffice if the hard frozen ground remains covered for too long.

My bent legs are beginning to ache but to move now would be to tempt disaster. Although I am downwind and he is unlikely to pick up my scent, the slightest rustle and he would probably bound away across the, by now, white coated grass.

His head rises, the magnificent antlers broad, curving in a wide arc from his dark, tawny brow. He turns and stares in my direction, proud, defiant, as if he knows what I must do. I blame the wind for the wetness I can feel in the corners of my eyes and the thin trickle on my cheek. Can he sense the inevitable? In one slow, easy movement I am able to get in one, two, a burst of shots. He jumps back in surprise and a sudden gust whips a flurry of snow around him obscuring my view.

I don’t care what has happened for I have what I came for. A check in the viewfinder shows me how successful the shoot has been.


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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #49


A strange young man  called Crockett

wanted to go into space in a rocket

but his helmet and mask were too small

they just didn’t work at all

but it was a good try, so don’t knock it.


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Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, October 16th 2019, leaves are falling

img_0813The flowers of youth

losing their grip on splendour

butterflies descend

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Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #275 Wail&Wake



Listen to the wail

of the soul that cannot wake,

day of reckoning.



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Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 148 #SynonymsOnly ~Empty space


void, in life,

in mind, then unprovoked

memories once imagined lost,




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