Category Archives: From the heart

Saturday Six Word Story Prompt (6WSP) #3 – September 14, 2019 ~Dogs

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“Dogs.”

Four footed, furry friends, faithful forever.

 

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #38

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With penons flying proudly

see  how tall they stand,

not quite in the water

nor yet on the land

standing proud as if on parade

behind a marching band

we salute these natural, flaxen maids

brightening our land

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First Line Friday: July 19th, 2019

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Picture from Bob Williams, Arx Cynuit

 They congregated up in the hills, far away from judging eyes.  This would be the last time that any of these people would see these Northern barbarians. Fight or die Cobanorum had said and they would follow this exhortation to the end. Far below  they could see the torches zigzagging up the heather-clad slope. The Norsemen had beached their boats at sunset and after making their usual offerings to their ineffective Gods had decided the auspices were right for an assault on the lonely village.

Toothless old men, young boys, women with babies at the breast, young girl, all were assembled at the call to repel this parasitic invader. Those who would take their women and children, mock their Christ, their priests, and without compassion, maim, disfigure and take the life of their brave fighting men.

Their weapons were the tools of the field but they had one advantage, they were fighting for their lives, their homes, all that was held dear. Death had no meaning, for life would never be the same if they were defeated. In their favour was the gift nature had bestowed upon them, the sheer sea cliff, the stone, turf-clad walls, built to protect them from this predicted onslaught. All they had to rely on was the knowledge and belief that their courage would be as strong as the mighty earthen banks built over time with the strength of theirs and their ancestor’s own arms.

The result of their struggle is well known and I am happy to tell you of their victory. Thus was the legend born we know as the battle of Arx Cynuit, the last attempt by the accursed Danes to subdue this island race.

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Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, July 10th 2019, friendship

The unbroken pact

is a true test of friendship,

death cannot erase

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #261

 

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Just a Zen moment,

in the chaos of the day,

sanity restored

 

 

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #33

8489F4DB-C0D9-4FB3-AFA6-9FB14D0A925C.jpegMy first and instant reaction to the photo was a flashback to an amazing concert I was lucky enough to attend a few years ago. A Pogues annual tour where the band played their amazing Xmas hit, the wonderful, “Fairytale of New York,” which of course includes the melodic, lyrically masterful phrase, “You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot.” What else would you expect me to think of?

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An ironic tale with more than a hint of sadness

Sadly, my mother passed away two weeks ago. As you can imagine there is always a lot to do at this painful time. I am currently seated in her electrical recline and lift chair making all the necessary arrangements. She was confined to this room and two others for two years prior to her demise. Her main regret was not being able to watch the birds on the feeders as she was able in her previous garden. Due to her inability to stand she was unable to see the birds frequenting this small garden from this seat. Looking up, I glanced out of the window as I had noticed a stirring of the abundant foliage of the honeysuckle bush beside the window.  Then the dark brown head of a hen blackbird emerged. Within two minutes a cockbird flew into the bush, passing in full view of the window. Had my mother been alive she would have reported the sightings to me during our next telephone chat. In all this time this is the first time a bird of any species has chosen to nest in the bush. She would have been able to follow the progress of the raising of a family from the comfort of her chair.  But sadly this is not to be. Is this irony, I for one cannot say but it underlines the sadness that invariably accompanies death whether a curse or a blessing.

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Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, May 15th 2019, Mountain sunrise

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Together we watch

sunrise over the mountain,

our world is brightened

 

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A Brexit clerihew for the, “fed up with the whole thing brigade.”

When Theresa May

thought the price was too much to pay

she went to Brussels with tales of woe

but laughing, they told her where to go

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Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge. Ending-Abyss

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final act of devotion,

eyes gently closing,

only memories remain

in that void once filled with love.

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