Daily Archives: August 15, 2017

Alone by Kim Blades #writephoto

Claire sat on top of the huge granite boulder outcrop and stared at the gorgeous golden-brown landscape in front of her. A seemingly endless and empty landscape. But she knew it was not really so. It teemed with life, even … Continue reading

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Microfiction #writephoto: Paradise – Jane Dougherty

“Paradise,” he sighed and put his arm round her, as if this was his creation and he was adding her to the picture. “What a shame we only booked a week. If only I’d know it would be like this.” … Continue reading

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Note on the small dog… Obsession

Her favourite ball had been lost in the bushes, In spite of the brambles, the thorns and the rushes, We’d looked for it everywhere, to no avail And the small dog was sad with no wag in her tail. For … Continue reading

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Alone #writephoto by Ritu Bhathal

Today, no poems or prose. No stories or tales. No stories or tales. Just a sense of calm, peace and wellbeing. Looking at the above photo brings me all that. An idyllic location to lose yourself for a while, to … Continue reading

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Alone – #writephoto

Originally posted on Myths of the Mirror:
The child stood on the threshold of morn, his gaze to the dawning sky. “I am off to find heaven,” he said and beckoned Friend Wind to wander with him. Grandfather Sun stretched…

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The vindictive blog…

When summer comes and we are all supposed to be otherwise occupied with sun, sand, sea and yet more sun, it appears that the WordPress gremlins take advantage of our absence to play. Being British, you can take ‘sun’ and … Continue reading

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Alone #writephoto by Bob Fairfield

As had now become customary for the young Uddala, he was seated cross-legged on the dry ground in his favourite spot, to observe the daily miracle of Sunrise. Forty feet below, carved on the steep, sandstone bluff, the face of … Continue reading

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Feeding the imagination

“We were not Gods, but were of God, the strands of our existence not yet teased apart by Becoming, our function not yet defined.” So much for a Saturday evening… the night of the week most folk sit relaxing by … Continue reading

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The Tale of Bally-mac-Buan III… Stuart France

* …Many years later, in the reign of Art-mac-Conn, at the festival of Samhuin, the Master Poets came to the feast, as was their custom, and they brought their tablets of poetry with them. When king Art saw the tablets … Continue reading

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Adventure #midnighthaiku

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