Category Archives: From the heart

Thursday photo prompt: Conflagration #writephoto


It was one of the saddest sights I had ever seen in my home county of Devon. For days we had watched the articulated lorries with trailrrs attached. Each one bigger than the trailers we had only witnessed before on the one train line in or out of the area. The papers were full of the stories of the outbreak but only now was the full scale of the disaster beginning to show itself.

Of course, everyday life had been changed, signs were up at all farm gates that led onto the narrow lanes with dire warnings of the danger within. Road blocks were everywhere restricting passage to all but bona fide government workers. No more ramblers enjoying the countryside. In the towns and villages, anywhere where cars and other motor vehicles were likely to congregate the entrances were strewn with straw and all around the pervasive smell of strong disinfectant.

Minibuses drove up the lanes following the heavy lorries. Through the windows, it was possible to see human figures. All dressed in the same white coveralls, reminiscent of the NBC suits we donned during exercises whilst in the forces, It was more like a scene from the Roswell or Area 51 movies. Behind these came the oil-tankers all in a convoy heading for the high ridges. Ridges where recently excavated trenches were now filled with the carcases of many thousands of newly shot farm animals, cattle and sheep piled up to the lip in their mass graves.

The hills resounded with the shouts of these eerie white figures as they lit the bonfires and stood admiring their sad handiwork while all in the land looked at the flames and the towering clouds of smoke. Nostrils filled with the acrid smell as of over-roasted beef and greasy smuts of soot blew wherever the wind carried them to land on car and house windows throughout the area.

By night the fires continued to burn. It was like looking up to the edge of some once-forgotten but now suddenly alive volcano. The gloom and sadness was all pervading and for once there was sympathy for the farmers on whom we had always poured such scorn. An attitude that perisits to this day. Even we felt sorry for the victims of the dread, “Foot and Mouth disease.”


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Ronovan writes #203 #Haiku~Home & Free



Blow gentle sea breeze,

free my heart from this torment

call my spirit home

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Ronovan writes #Haiku #200


The fire in your eyes

and the ire in your answer

showed love’s bonds broken

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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


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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #196 Shy&Sweet




The sweet memory

of our shy stolen kisses

lingers in my heart

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#SoCS March 10/18 ”so far.”

Have we come so far

from once humble beginnings

to arrogant fools

pursuing our blinkered goals

to spit on our Creator

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #188 Quick&Slip

A slip of the tongue

cut my lover to the quick

never forgotten



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Colleen’s Weekly 2018 #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge, No. 70: “DESTINY & CHALLENGE” #SynonymnsOnly


The journey
Though the path of life
may be strewn with obstacles
only joy awaits
achievements are as nothing
memories will be your fate


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#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 82 – Treasure & Surprise

a peek in the box,

reluctantly opening

wounds and memories

of life not filled with treasure

but elements of surprise



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#SoCS & #JusJoJan Daily Prompt, Jan. 27th, 2018


One of our earliest most memorable moments from watching wildlife programmes on the T.V. has got to be our introduction to the vast animal migrations across the African Plains. Wide expanses of bleak, dry, arid grasslands where the herds of wildebeest, antelope and zebras have exhausted the earth’s supply of fodder in one spot and have to follow the rains to another grazing area. A mass movement of animals that is now, sadly no longer to be seen due to the expansion of man’s domain and the diminshing resources left for the inigenous wildlife. In not too many years the only way we shall ever know what these migrations were like will be the remaining film footage. In case you aren’t sure to which piece of film I am referring the sight of a crocodile almost dragging a wildebeest into the water remains one of the most epic struggles of prey and predator witnessed and filmed by man. Once seen, never forgotten.

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