Monthly Archives: November 2017

The Escape – by James at Powered by Robots – #writephoto

Posted on November 25, 2017 by Sue Vincent

“Are you out of your mind, Jake? If we get caught here, they’ll add ten years to our sentences.” “Relax, Hubie. We won’t get caught. Now get off your lazy butt and help me drag the raft higher on the … Continue reading →

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Irony…

Posted on November 25, 2017 by Sue Vincent

The morning dawned clear, it was frosty and cold But the sun was ablaze in the sky… I was off to my son’s with my wet weather gear, In the hope that I’d stay warm and dry. ‘Cause I thought … Continue reading →

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Blinded by the light… Stuart France

Posted on November 25, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* So, we return to the quest. And turn shining eyes to the south. Not that we ever left it, yet the churches had definitely ‘fallen off-line’… Until Skipton. Until one particular stained-glass window in Skipton. It is tempting to … Continue reading →

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Flotsam #midnighthaiku

Posted on November 25, 2017 by Sue Vincent
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Bleak – Bobby Fairfield – #writephoto

Posted on November 24, 2017 by Sue Vincent

The angler sits squinting over the lake. This is the largest lake in England and should hold the promise of some great  sport. Fifty yards in front of the concrete shelter in which he sits, a day-glo orange point of … Continue reading →

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Charlie’s Legacy…. a short story by Jamie Dedes

Posted on November 24, 2017 by Sue Vincent

As he settled near me on the park bench, I caught his scent: whisky, unbrushed teeth and unwashed clothes. Dirty nails poked through the frayed fingers of his wool gloves. At first he just sat there, happy for the company, … Continue reading →

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Prelude to Battle – Iain Kelly – #writephoto

Posted on November 24, 2017 by Sue Vincent

Titus Valerius looked out over the grey water of the Adriatic Sea. The view was as bleak as his prospects. It had been a year since he had seen Rome and his beloved Domitilla. When he had joined the army … Continue reading →

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Turning

Posted on November 24, 2017 by Sue Vincent

Dancing the seasons Ancient ritual of life Grace and beauty turns Delicacy in motion Poised between earth and heaven

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Bleak – pensitivity – #writephoto

Posted on November 24, 2017 by Sue Vincent

Only visible at low tide, access was treacherous now. Some believed it to be an old maritime Look Out post and the howling winds captured the souls of the dying in bad weather. In truth, it was a sacrificial chamber … Continue reading →

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The stripper and the boy scout…

Posted on November 24, 2017 by Sue Vincent

I stood, shivering, at the door, looking at the long expanse of pale, creamy carpet, glad that I had decided to start with the back garden. At least it is not overlooked. I began stripping off the filthy, sodden clothes … Continue reading →

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