Monthly Archives: Mar 2023

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #228 #The fishing boat’s dream

The boat leans awkwardly to one side

patiently waiting for the incoming tide

to gently raise her wooden flanks

away from the harsh gravel banks

and allow her steadfast crew of three

to once more take her out to sea

and hope their nets are filled before

returning to the land once more

and as the salty waters leach

can settle once more onto the beach.

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Ronovan writes #Haiku weekly prompt #454

Hunting for berries

the thrush has no time for song

Winter of silence

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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #303 #Familiar themes

Holly’s expressionless face appeared on the screen above the console. The alarm light was flashing and the siren was steadily increasing in volume. Holly, calmly informed us that she had picked up a call from another ship. Finally, something to relieve the boredom of space. She patched it through on speaker and a familiar voice announced, “This is the Starship Enterprise, is anyone receiving us?” There was a unanimous cry of, “Ignore it.”

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #227 #Chasing rainbows

At the end of the rainbow

we have always been told

is to be sure to be found

a great pot of gold

so I chase each rainbow

but they always seem

to keep the same distance

just ahead of me

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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #302 #After the rains.

Lip stinging, nose burning, eyes watering, skin reddening, chest tightening, foul smelling, breathtaking, poopsi.

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Watching the snow fall

Childhood memories

released from each falling flake

smiles dance in the air

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #226 #Bringing in the sheaves

Forlorn, the tipsy tower sits

amidst the closely shaven stalks

open-mouthed fit trees stand tall

winds whispering with silent shame

in expectation of the fall

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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #301 #Guardians of nature

Grim-faced, Rose gripped the wheel of the land-rover, like fighting an enraged bull she wrestled to keep to the track avoiding fallen branches and debris, reminders of last night’s storm. The song Rock a bye baby kept coming to mind. Finally she stopped, raised her binoculars and with tears in her eyes, finally smiled, the protected osprey nest still sat in the treetop.

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Ronovan writes #Sijo #Wednesday poetry prompt #51

Statuesque the owl sits unblinking listening to the night

High above the rising moon casts long shadows in the grass

While below his lofty perch a beetle makes unhurried progress

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #225 #Church gate

The lingering autumn leaves

lying heavy all around

their once so vibrant colours

now dried to dusky brown

while newly bright white snowdrops

push up through the verdant ground

if you visit in the early morning

there are mushrooms to be found

this must surely be the entrance

to Our Lord’s Holy ground

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