Category Archives: On the lines of romance

Friday funny #Limerick

Big-eared David was dating  big-nose Eileen

who was determined to prove she was keen

she said  I love you, I’ll show it,

lean back and I’ll blow it,

and the poor boy said no, that’s obscene

 

 

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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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Friday funny #haiku

 

Frog

courtesy of pixabay

 

On a moonlit night

we sat and watched frogs dancing

till one of them croaked

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #32

no-junk-mail-1I knew a girl whose name was Kate

she used to stand by her garden gate,

she would flash her thighs

when the boys passed by

perhaps that’s why she suddenly put on weight

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I Write Her Weekly Haiku/Senryu Challenge #23

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PBS

Fertile Earth mother

mankind nourished in my womb

through the sands of time

 

 

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Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, June 5th 2019, rainbow

The grail quest anew

posing as the pot of gold

in search eternal

 

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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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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #16

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I awoke with a start. Disappointed I found myself in my cramped bed-chamber but I was intoxicated with joy for I had dreamed of an encounter with the Gods. Voices from on high had echoed in my head. Inviting me to join with them in their magnificent palace in the skies. Zeus himself had called my name. He had sent a magnificent swan to stand beside my bower. I climbed upon the beautiful bird’s broad, silk-soft back and was carried up into the heavens. Faster than the wind we flew till we reached a golden castle adorned with towers and minarets. Oh, so gently the swan landed in a magnificent garden where fountains played and I was greeted by a group of hand-maidens who, laughing at my shy confusion, ushered me into a scented room. Along one wall was a carved ebony bench on which a smiling cherub sat, in his hands a lyre from which he teased a tune of infinite harmony. In the centre of the floor was a steaming pool of water on which floated many brightly coloured lotus blossoms. I was invited to bathe and afterwards. emerging from the pool was anointed with sweet perfumes. They wrapped me in silken robes and I was gently ushered into a room with white marble walls. Each covered in damask tapestries of intricate design. Dazzled by the opulence of my surroundings I was urged to recline upon an amber couch furnished with cushions of infinite softness. My feathery steed stood sentinel and held his wings above me as a canopy. I laid my head upon the pillow and immediately fell into a deep slumber. That is all I, Leda, remember of my encounter with the Gods, be it fantasy or frolic.

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Ronovan writes #Haiku #254 Sweet and heart

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Sweet were her kisses

with betrayal in her heart

lies behind a smile

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Carpe Diem #1665 Tan Renga – “Miscanthus bud”

another year is gone
a traveler’s shade on my head,
straw sandals at my feet
Bashō

moments, like a passing breeze

served as tutor for my soul

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