Daily Archives: April 14, 2017

Enigma from pensitivity #writephoto

She hated him and his conceited know it all attitude. But she’d found a way to silence him. Chanting the ancient enigmatic words, she watched as he cowered under her glare, turning to stone as her vehement anger increased. Continue … Continue reading

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Guest author: D. Wallace Peach – Room to Breathe

I’m delighted to guest blog today on Sue’s wonderful Daily Echo. I’m sitting in my recliner looking up, wondering what to write. There’s a ten-foot long spider web hanging from the ceiling fan to the beam over my head, gently … Continue reading

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#writephoto – Enigma by Willow

The sun moved round the sky, the evening arrived. Strangely it was the warmest and sunniest part of the day. Lisa had busied herself all the time cleaning and cooking, while Fay and Rachel argued up by  a the old … Continue reading

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Luna

Between dusk and dawn Breezes murmur in secret shade Winding sweet harmony Through ancient earth’s Wild sanctuary. Forests rain roses And night is beautiful Beneath a soft, sacred moon. Shining light on love, You give me life.  

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Enigma by Ritu #writephoto

I immediately saw two figures within the stones, and the following story is what came out! “It won’t do,” Major General Monolith sniffed, “it simply will not do!” He looked down his nose, or as southwards as he could, being … Continue reading

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The smallest part

The song was amazing. Clear, beautiful and varied…and very, very loud. I stopped what I was doing to stand and listen. I know that particular song well, though its singer is elusive. Not because wrens are particularly shy, but because … Continue reading

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Whirling Limbs… Stuart France

* …As Abadam and Yva made their way out of the garden in the east, it seemed as though the leaves of the trees themselves were whispering: “I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your seed … Continue reading

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