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MLMM Photo Challenge #262

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Nestled in his wings

yet unseen, the playful sprite,

plucks tunes from her hair.

Unknowing, all she hears is,

snare-drum stone midst cooing foam.

 

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Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, May 8th 2019 an experiment … one-bun #Honeysuckle

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each fragrant frond will sacrifice it’s spirit to the bee

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Sammiscribbles #Weekend writing prompt #104 Meander

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Across the verdant fields and petal-painted meadows the crystal water plots it’s steady course. At times snake-like, writhing as if to swallow itself, each turn and meander eroding and undermining fragile banks. Only the destructive hand of man can stop the river in her unhurried seaward progress.

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Sue Vincent’s marvellous #Thursday photo prompt: Monochrome #images #writephoto

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Ebony trees and mottly skies

contrast the walls of snowdrop white

with latticed glass and black oak beams.

Magpies peer down from lofty eaves

as cross and chevrons guide our eyes

to telltale wisps from tall chimneys.

While on the lawn at close of day

badgers emerge to take the stage

witnessed from the trees, the deer.

While yet nervous, bowed heads feed,

poised ears, black nostrils, watchful eyes

each white rump signals silently.

 

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MLMM’s Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, April 24th 2019, something different

The Winter holly

festooned with blood red baubles.

Fast food in the snow.

 

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A woodland moment #tanka

Woodpecker drumming,

above the leafy carpet,

butterflies feign love,

sunbeams make elevators

where mosquitoes choose to dance

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Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, April 17th 2019, voices of nature

Invisible wind,

gives voice, laughing or sighing,

shaking,  verdant leaves.

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What do you See? April/09/2019

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And God looked down from on high at the gathering below. She smiled in order to put them at their ease, for arrayed in a circle below was a representative from all the nations of the Earth. Chosen at random and summoned while in an enchanted state, none had a recollection of how they had come to be here or why they had been so chosen. God enfolded them in her arms and in soft tones began to speak. Speaking in tongues so that all the gathering were able to understand the message she imparted. To emphasise her imparted warning a loud rumbling began to emanate from the very bowels of the Earth and the earth opened giving all assembled a glimpse of the infernal future for the planet. A certainty if these messengers were unable to convince their fellow countrymen throughout the world of the necessity for change. God released the people from their spell to return and begin their work. It was now dependant upon the inhabitants of the planet if they wished to avoid the second great flood. A flood of fire of their own making.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #21 #Tanka -Quarry

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Full green surrounded,

each shaded bank, where moss-lined,

torpid waters lap,

twilight stirring, surfaces

from below, an ancient carp

 

 

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Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #256

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Another storm forecast. The third today. Sunset was another forty-three hours away so we could expect a few more before the day was out. Hopefully we would be able to get outside and rig the anti-icing screens before dark. Although only a curious form of purple twilight, not truly dark, it wasn’t safe working outside once the sun had gone down. The natives seemed to gather strength at these times and always wanted to make a scene. Their parties were not for me sadly. I preferred to sit in my chamber watching  re-runs of old sports games on my telekran. Anyway there was actually some work to do tonight. My discovery on the Carmillion plain today deserved a couple of extra hours. The only difficulty was how to get the news back home during one of the sparse communicator periods. That was when I got what I would call my flash of inspiration. Just like one of those bolts lighting up the mustard-yellow, methane-cloud filled sky. I will lodge a full report in my next telecast.

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