Daily Archives: February 26, 2019

The History Of English Speaking Statues ~ Geoff Le Pard #writephoto

Robinson Balustrade held up a hand. The crocodile of year four’s finest came to a messy stop. ‘Alright, everyone take off their packs and… yes, Prentice? Toilet? Try the ash tree… the one that looks like Mrs Worple after her … Continue reading

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Stone ~Kim M. Russell #writephoto

Weathered by seasons, clothed in life’s lichens, weighted and leaning, no longer standing proud. Continue reading at Writing in North Norfolk

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Long Meg

Originally posted on Sun in Gemini:
? Lady of the northern light Your stone too old to reach Offset with spirals on your flanks With children circled round your banks Give us the grace to see you teach And under…

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A poem by Anne Copeland…

Posted as a comment on The Silent Eye… from Anne Copeland: I am the one who ponders The road in life And what it means to me And to all of us. Why am I here And what is my … Continue reading

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The unknown ~ Jane Dougherty #writephoto

This is for Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo prompt. The standing stone looked eerily familiar to me. There has to be a link somewhere. The house has gone now, burned, pulled down, the stones scattered, the park reverted to wilderness and … Continue reading

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Bishop Andrewes…

* No one’s mind was greater than Andrewes’. But who now recalls his reasoning? Continue reading at France and Vincent

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Ritual ~ Bobby Fairfield #writephoto

Long Meg stood alone, where had all the dancers gone, no posy to hold, Continue reading at Bobby Fairfield

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Shine…

Have you ever thought how fragmented we are most of the time? Bits of our attention are given or called here and there, certain of our skills and talents required but seldom more than that. If I am asked to … Continue reading

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Glimpsing… Stuart France

* From the corner of my eye… Through a keyhole… half seen unheard Beneath the door… Behind a crack in the curtains A shiver of tree leaf gurgling-silver over brook-stone. Continue reading at Stuart France

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Fanfare #midnighthaiku

Not with a whisper Spring arrives to a fanfare Colours exploding

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