RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #209 Old&Days

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The old chorister

spends his days in song and faith

knows death holds no fear

 

 

 

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#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 103 – Summer & Breeze

Doldrums 

On the calm waters

the majestic vessel sits

in expectation.

Captain and crew all waiting

for signs of a Summer breeze.

 

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A veil gives safety

as you watch mosquitoes

outlined in moonbeams

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The West Cork Literary Festival is a week-long celebration of writing and reading for people of all ages.

Upon us sooner than you think

http://www.westcorkmusic.ie > literary festival

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COLLEEN’S WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 91, “MAGIC & GREEN,” #SYNONYMSONLY

Reaching for the stars.

Bewitched by false charms

while still inexperienced,

seeking affection.

Preying on naivety

soon their lust brought her ruin.

 

 

 

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Fictive Dream Competition Call for Submissions

New from Fictive Dream is September Slam in which we will feature seven new short stories, one for each day of the week, from Monday 24th to Sunday 30th September 2018.

As always we’re interested in stories with a contemporary feel on any subject that gives an insight into the human condition. But here’s the twist. Your story must include two sentences courtesy of short story writer, novelist and publisher, Nicholas Royle.

Nicholas Royle is the author of three short story collections—Mortality (Serpent’s Tail), Ornithology (Confingo Publishing), The Dummy and Other Uncanny Stories (Swan River Press)—and seven novels, most recently First Novel (Vintage). He has edited more than twenty anthologies and is series editor of Best British Short Stories (Salt). Reader in Creative Writing at the Manchester Writing School at Manchester Metropolitan University, he also runs Nightjar Press and is head judge of the Manchester Fiction Prize.

Check out the Fictive Dream website here.

See our September Slam 2018 submission guidelines here.

For standard submissions (500–2,500 words) we remain open as usual.

We’re looking forward to receiving your best!

Laura Black
Editor

 

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Ronovan writes weekly #Haiku #208

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It was not pure chance

that drove Kingdoms to unite

but faith in Alfred.

 

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Sue Vincent’s weekly #Writephoto beach frolics

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Listen to the torpid, turquoise waters,
langorously lapping at the sun scorched sands.
Imagine the tall, curving, coco-palm trees
casting welcome shadow over gay steel-bands
Parasols swirling, laughing ladies, clutch their
high, iced glasses in painted, long-nailed hands.
Gaze upon the lithe, lissome half naked bodies
in their bold, bright costumes, showing golden tans.
When the bright golden sun’s rays turn to crimson
driftwood is gathered and barbecues are manned.
As the fading light becomes tropical evening
everyone’s dreams and pleasures on demand.
Tuned dustbin lids polished, glowing in the fires
while stamping  and dancing capture the rhythm of the land

 

 

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I.L. Wolf #Ten Word Photo Prompt: Sepia

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Mistakenly they sought protection in the shadow of the totem.

 

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COLLEEN’S WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 90, “Give & Receive,” #SYNONYMSONLY

 

Make a donation.

Your heart torn by emotion

trying to ignore

the bowls thrust out forlornly

expecting to get nothing

 

 

 

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