Ebb
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Beneath the surface
Monsters and hidden treasures
Lurk unsuspected
Awaiting discovery
When the tides of life have turned
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The depths of a soul
Battered by experience
Hides many secrets
The waves will wash over them
A gradual erosion
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A new beginning
Solve et coagula
Eternal motion
Wha will be is always born
From all that has gone before
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The photo for this week’s prompt was taken at Heysham, on the beach below St Patrick’s chapel. There is als a wonderful old church there with a superb hogback stone.
As always, I would like to thank everyone for their contibutions. I love seeing how many different stories and poems can be born from one image. All the posts are listed below, please click on the links below to read them 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 and all contributions will be featured in the round-up on Thursday.
If you have written a post for this challenge and it does not appear in the round-up, please leave a link to your post in the comments and I will add it to the list.
Come and join in!
Many thanks to this weeks contributors:
Ritu Bhathal at But I Smile Anyway
Joelle LeGendre at Two on a Rant
Hayley R. Hardman at The Story Files
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Great entries again Sue!
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As always 🙂
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Thanks for sharing! I love to read the posts, it’s so interesting how long our imagination can travel with one photo. Lots of people focus on the ruins, a castle, you explain now that it is an old church. I didn’t focus on that, what I saw it was an isolation, the loneness of the place. 🙂
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I love thevariety ofperspectives we get every week. I wonder how much what we see in an image says about us…
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Completely agree Sue, it’s a away of our mind to talk with us.
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It is surprising what we can dredge up from the depths of consciousness when we write…
(I give in…I need yet another new keyboard…)
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Reblogged this on tea & paper and commented:
You can find wonderful stories here:
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I like your poem, especially the idea that we may discover answers after the tides of life have turned. 🌹
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It is always difficult to make sense of things as they are happening. Later, if we look, things fall into place and we may find the reasons they had to be that way. ❤
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Yes I do agree though right now I am so confused by my life right now. 🌹
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I had gathered you were having a rough time, Willow ❤
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I am still smiling 😉🌹
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Good xx
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😉🌹
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Reblogged this on ladyleemanila and commented:
Ebb round-up 🙂
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Thanks, Lady Lee 🙂
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I liked the idea of consciousness (even in the form of monsters) being below the surface and what is born coming from what has gone before. So that was a church in the background.
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Thanks, Frank.
Yes, it is all that remains of the ruins of St Patrick’s chapel. A slightly more modern church, dating back a mere 700 years, but with Saxon origins, stands just behind it.
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Reblogged this on Die Erste Eslarner Zeitung – Aus und über Eslarn, sowie die bayerisch-tschechische Region!.
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I’ve been there, Becca used to live in Heysham. It’s a beautiful place. xxx
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It is…and the church has some wonderful things in it xx
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❤
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That is a gorgeous poem, Sue. ❤ Life as we know it…
(Was that really an ocean?)
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Thanks, Sarah. ❤
Yes, that is a beach facing out towards Ireland.
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