Monthly Archives: Oct 2022

Ronovan writes #Sijo weekly prompt #30

The present or the past and even the future brought to life

as with receptive minds we watch a transformation to heroes

and wonder at the crafting of such befitting stories

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Ronovan writes #Haiku weekly prompt #431

With a backward glance

each childhood haunt remembered

with age death beckons

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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #280 #A familiar cry

I open the door and get a shock

my washing machine has run amok

whilst unloading it with barely a glance

it’s twisted my shirts, vests, underpants

but seems to have eaten just one sock

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Fur, Feathers, and Skins: 6 Photo Books On-Thin-Ice Species

Photo by Nicki Geigert Protecting our environment and its inhabitants is everyone’s obligation. These books on endangered species (animals and plants…

Fur, Feathers, and Skins: 6 Photo Books On-Thin-Ice Species

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #204

Here’s how it works: Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.) You respond with something CREATIVE Here are some suggestions: An answering photo A cartoon A joke A caption An anecdote A short story (flash fiction) A poem A newly minted proverb, adage or saying An essay A song—the lyrics […]

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #204

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #204 #Whether the weather be fine

It was a cloudy warm evening in June

as we strolled hand in hand through the dunes

looking up at the dark clouds above

we decided that if we were to make love

we’d get soaked if we didn’t do it soon.

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Ronovan writes #Haiku prompt £430

Bad luck or ill-wished

Hocus pocus is the cry

fingers are still crossed

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Ronovan writes #Sijo poetry prompt #29 #Renewal

Silently the old tree watches as his shadow lengthens

and shaking his once proud green headdress now no longer needed

but soon must fall to earth that he renewed may live again

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #203

Here’s how it works: Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.) You respond with something CREATIVE Here are some suggestions: An answering photo A cartoon A joke A caption An anecdote A short story (flash fiction) A poem A newly minted proverb, adage or saying An essay A song—the lyrics […]

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #203

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #203 #Even the slightest thing.

On our regular Wednesday afternoon walk, my regular companion, a generally steadfast fellow, was looking over the fence at the strangely industrial-looking complex away in the distance. He seemed lost in thought and there was a pained expression on his face. His eyes looked rather red, I thought perhaps a touch of hay-fever from the unseen grain dust. “I say, Wormsley old boy, are you okay, you seem a trifle off. Has something happened?” He turned to me and replied,”I’m fine thanks old chap, but seeing those silos gave me a bit of a start. You see, I’ve never really talked about my time in the trenches before but those things over there certainly rang a nasty bell. They just reminded me of the square-heads in the opposite trenches with their binoculars, all the time watching us, ready to unleash the rain of death and destruction if ever they noticed us doing anything unusual. Sorry, just can’t seem to shake it off, often think about them at night in bed too.” This rather put a dampener on the afternoon jaunt so an awkward silence ensued. Finally he smiled and said, “Anyway, that’s nothing to dwell upon, let’s just carry on old chap.”

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