Her lipstick was red
not dull but the vivid kind
sensual promise
Category Archives: Self compositions
Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #267 #Reworking
Veiled ladies dab red eyes with lace handkerchiefs, sombre looking men stand unsmiling, their eyes cast downward, reminding us that from clay we are made and to earth we shall return.
Filed under faith, Self compositions
Simply 6 minutes
The ramshackle tourist bus stopped in a clearing and the driver, with a broad grin explained more by sign than words that we had come to the end of the road, that we were expected to get off and trek the rest of the way. It wasn’t quite what we had expected, where were the signs and notice-boards, the cold drinks tricycle with it’s stock of cold beers and cokes. The whole area seemed strangely dark in the clammy, sticky heat. Perhaps it was due to the tall green jungle canopy blocking out the tropical sun but not the heat or perhaps it was the shame still felt, lingering in the minds of of long-forgotten men that cast a sense of gloom over the place we had come to visit, the little known, seldom visited, only remaining stretch of the infamous Siam Burma death railway.
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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #191 A moorland in the morning
O’er moorland hills and plains we see
if we look up to Eastern skies
in shades of yellow, red and green
as we greet the new sunrise
gossamer nets bedecked with dew
drying in the warming rays
rough grasses, heather tussocks too
all shimmer in the morning haze.
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Ronovan writes #Haiku weekly prompt #417
Break the captive’s chains
just to see Salome dance
an oath spawns regret
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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #190 #Rights of way
I couldn’t believe the length of the grass
for it was high enough to reach my waist
the sign was a warning I could not pass
and turning in anger my steps retraced
and though I’m not known to be a moaner
was determined to tell the new landowner
that through this so-called private land
an unmarked ancient way still ran
so anyone walking up to the moor
this sign should continue to ignore.
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Ronovan writes #Haiku weekly prompt #416
The meaning of life
guaranteed to raise a smile
a blast from the past
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Sammiscribbles weekend writing prompt #265
I find language used in levity
is more effective when maintaining brevity
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Crimsons Creative Challenge #189 “Paradise lost.”
Ensuring our scent was not carried on the breeze
we found a vantage point among the trees
our precautions were soon put to the test
with a lovely sight we were soon blessed
such an idyllic scene there was no doubt
till without warning a single shot rang out.
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Ronovan writes #Haiku prompt #415
Nature’s melody
will always greet the new day
the circle of life
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When the pen takes control. 