Daily Archives: October 17, 2018

Bones ~ Roberta Eaton #writephoto

Black Shuck weathervane in the town of Bungay Sean sat at the scarred wooden table drinking his pint and reading the paper. He looked up with mild displeasure as Harry bounded over. “Did you read about it?” Harry boomed. “Read … Continue reading

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Bone ~ Anita Dawes #writephoto

Image:  scvincent.com   Bones  Bones whisper, from the desert sand They whisper from the ground we walk. We dig them up, their stories told Graveyards planted, bones of white Long lost souls lay still at night. Continue reading at Anita … Continue reading

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Quicksilver Tide ~ Steve Tanham

Vast and swirling force, below How silently you flow round truth When hearts and minds let drift The shallow link of living life Between the tides of love and loathing ⦿ No fanfare; charge of war But grey and ancient … Continue reading

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If Silence Was A Person ~ stoneronarollercoaster #writephoto

I wish silence was a person It had voice And a language I would shun my own And adopt hers I would renounce my all To talk to her once I would ask her Why did she grip me Grip … Continue reading

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Dear Wen: ‘The Dark Virgin’…

Dear Wen… Great to see the Red Kite flying over the tower. It always was a great location and now with Red Kites to boot… Good, too, that the tree stump has been disposed of. It caused us such a … Continue reading

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Skulled ~ Kim M. Russell #writephoto

Grassy scree sweeps, a crumpled quilt on windblown moors, broken only by thistles like globe artichoke heads and a sole skull, once warm and woolly but now long dead – no skeleton, the only backbone formed by distant tors. Bowing … Continue reading

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Lost

Honour Empty spectre Encompasing boundless grief Vacant cradles rock silently Wasted * Futile Bringing ruin Shades haunting memory Lost generations asking why Warfare * Cinquains for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge

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Why Myth? III ~ Stuart France

* …We do not pretend to be expert in Australian Aboriginal myth. We have probably in our whole life-time to date read only a handful of their stories. We have though spent some time in Australia crossing the country bottom … Continue reading

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Unmoved #midnighthaiku

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