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Category Archives: photo prompt
Thursday photo prompt – Gold #writephoto
Use the image below to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT) Wednesday 11th January and link back to this post with a pingback. Please make sure that … Continue reading
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Photo prompt round up – Time #writephoto
The photo for this week’s prompt was taken in Leicester in December. I liked the fact that the brightness of the clock face erased the time. The clues were there to give a hint at when it might have been … Continue reading
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Time – Pamela Wright #writephoto
Midnight December 31st – that weird moment in the year when people sit and watch a clock count down and kiss the person next to them. That moment in the year when some people sit and reflect on the year … Continue reading
Time – Robbie’s Inspiration #writephoto
The lighthouse Big Ben, a London landmark; Awash with blinding light; A brilliant lighthouse; In the still of the night. It calls to survivors; They come; some creep, some crawl; To regroup and plan; How to overcome and stand tall. … Continue reading
Time – Lady Lee #writephoto
Time is very important to me. I have time to do what I want. I have time to love and appreciate people in my life, especially Him Indoors. I have time to help others. I have time to ring my … Continue reading
Counting – methodtwomadness #writephoto
Undream these endings. Unspell these words caged by time. Unsorrow this song. Continue reading here: Counting
#writephoto – Under the clock tower NYE – Morpeth Road
We were to meet under the clock tower New Year’s Eve. It was still early but the lights were glowing the celebrations under way as groups along the street huddled together in the cold night air soaking up the end … Continue reading
Time- Ritu -#writephoto
Time It doesn’t stand still, you know Time Keeps on ticking Time Makes us older Time Sometimes wiser Time Each moment, a new fact Time Continue reading: Time #writephoto
Time #writephoto – willowdot21
Clock face out of pace, Time flies its a race. Tick tock out of space Turn and run fall from grace. Time flies, crooks and spies . Dead bodies fester maggots and blue flies. Life comes life goes death travels … Continue reading
Shahjahan – Reena #writephoto
Wonder why the clock tower has huge gaping holes, instead of the face of a clock?. Time had stopped ticking for Emperor Shahjahan, after he was imprisoned in this tower by his son, Aurangzeb. The holes were just large enough … Continue reading
