The photo for this week’s prompt was taken on the Holy Island of Lindisfarne. We visited the island one January day, just as the tide was about to cut the island off from the mainland for several hours. There were no tourists no crowds…just a rose-gold sunset over the ancient Abbey and the sea. The derelict building was tucked away in the corner of a field where we were watching the birds and a pair of kestrels.
Between absence from the computer and illness, I have not shared as many posts as I would have liked this week. I have also noticed that pingbacks are not always getting through. If you have written a piece for this week’s challenge and it does not appear below, please leave a link in the comments and I will add it to the list.
As always there were some superb contributions this week and I would like to thank everyone who took part. Please click on the links below to visit all the posts and leave a comment for the author! A new prompt will be published later today and I will reblog as many as I can through the week as they come in and all contributions will be featured in the round-up on Thursday.
Come and join in!
Derelict
The crazing of tissue-paper skin
Wears memories
No-one remembers.
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Wrinkles trace a story
No-one reads…
Forgotten tears
And laughter shared in love.
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They do not speak;
The shadow people,
Old and discarded,
No-one hears.
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Bodies once sharpened
By passion
And countless tomorrows,
Now count the pills
To break the silence.
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Their fire has died,
Their hearths are empty,
For want of care.
Their gaze turns inwards
Seeing a time their lips have lost
When no-one came.
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Empty houses,
Once warm and welcoming,
Broken by neglect
And peopled by ghosts
That remember summer.
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You are my home
And I will not forget.
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Many thanks to this weeks contributors:
Sisyphus at Of Glass and Paper
Ritu Bhathal at But I Smile Anyway
Helen Jones from Journey to Ambeth
Joelle LeGendre at Two on a Rant
Hayley R. Hardman at The Story Files
So many sue!
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Fabulous, isn’t it?
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I know!!
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😀
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Wow! Powerful poem.
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Thanks, Joelle .
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Thanks, I’ve enjoyed reading everyone’s stories on this prompt. 🙂
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There are some real stunners 🙂
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Reblogged this on ladyleemanila and commented:
Sue’s round-up 🙂
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Thanks Sue!
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Beautiful poem, Sue. And another wonderful group of responses. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe 🙂
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Reblogged this on Die Erste Eslarner Zeitung – Aus und über Eslarn, sowie die bayerisch-tschechische Region!.
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Thanks, Michael.
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With a great pleasure, Sue! Hope you had a nice day and a much more funnier evening before. Michael
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Just busy..but the weather is warm 🙂
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Take some time and relax. Nothing is running away from you. 😉
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Only the dog 🙂
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Such a stimulation of creativity!
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It seems so 🙂
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This made me sentimental about homesteads and left behind homes. . . Beautiful, poignant and haunting in tone, Sue. xo 💕
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Thank you, Robin. Home is more than bricks and mortar though ❤
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So true! I cross stitched when 16 the saying “Home is where the 💗 is” and gave it to my grandparents.
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I imagine they treasured that gift.
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Reblogged this on Stuart France.
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A lovely take on this prompt, Sue. Very unique.
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Thank you, Robbie.
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