Category Archives: As you read it

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, November 6th 2019, Halloween

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Pumpkins and candles

coax loud screams from the children

on Eve of all Hallows

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Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, October 30th 2019, Bluebells

Harrington (13)Best tread warily,

beneath this fragrant carpet,

sleeping fairies lie.

 

 

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Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 151 #SynonymsOnly Dig & grave ~Time is no healer

1FC18AC1-FC35-4973-A8CF-18EEC7FFD143On sombre faces

tears plough lines on blackened cheeks

coffins fill the thoughts.

Echoes of playground laughter

in the minds of Aberfan

 

 

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Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #277 River&Path

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As a river flows

following a path unknown,

nature takes it’s course

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Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 150 #SynonymsOnly

1FC18AC1-FC35-4973-A8CF-18EEC7FFD143 With a hungry child,

the rent man knocking, calls for

desperate measures,

those who buy her services 

seldom gain or give delight

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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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Sue Vincent’s Thursday writing prompt #Writephoto

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

 

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Listen to the wail

of the soul that cannot wake,

day of reckoning.

 

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Sue Vincent’s ever popular Thursday photo prompt: Decomposition, #writephoto #tanka

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Silently he stares

defying his tormentors

endless symphony,

wind and ocean in concert

to orchestrate his downfall.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #48

red-bridgeRatty loved to sit on the grassy bank of the winding river.   Relaxing in the warmth of the sun it was hard to stop his little eyes from closing and he could lean back and just lie with his head resting on a grassy hillock. It was not to be for he only came here with one thought in mind. He would stare into the mouth of the tunnel eagerly awaiting the next rush of foam coming out into the light of the day. His nostrils and whiskers would twitch and quiver in anticipation as he heard the iron grill rising and the rush of evil-smelling sewage would come pouring out once more as another mass of rubbish was discharged into the sparkling stream. Every time he would dive into the water and with a merry smile sift through for any delicacies to take home to his little burrow.

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