Gone to the Dogs ~ Joelle Le Gendre #writephoto

I have, in my lifetime, been well appointed.
My home dressed with the finest furniture,
my body draped with clothing most could not afford.
…and yet, happiness escaped my grasp.
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I have, in my lifetime, enjoyed the wealth
of family, friends, or lovers who provided
respite from my countless, bad decisions,
..and laugh at the antics of my past
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Now, my happiness is covered in fur,
caring not that a once lovely body
no longer attracts, my face is without allure.
…and smile as their eyes shine at me with love.

Left in the prompt comments by Joelle LeGendre at Two on a Rant

 

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Guardian #midnighthaiku

Poised between thresholds

Sleeping giants guard their gold

Light against darkness

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Hidden Desires? ~ Jules #writephoto

Hidden Desires?
(99 word Flash Fiction haibun)

I am not sure what inspired the poetic muse to turn me into a monkey. She appointed my sister the gold diadem to lead our ladies in waiting to play for the fae.

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John Bainbridge ~ All Four Robin Hood Books – One week sale for under £4/$4 on Kindle

Reblogged from John Bainbridge:

You can get all four books in my Chronicles of Robin Hood series for under four pounds/dollars for this week only on Kindle – and if you don’t have a Kindle, you can download the Kindle App free for your smartphone.

The books are also available in paperback.

My series takes the Robin Hood legend back to its medieval roots and is based on the latest research on the medieval outlaw.

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North-easterly: Sidetracked Again

It doesn’t matter where we go, the habit of rising early for work seems to follow us, so it was no surprise that we were up and out a long time before we would be meeting the rest of the party. I had seen a sign in Seahouses, pointing to the local church, and as we would be going that way, it seemed only polite to call.

I have to say that at first glance, we were not overly hopeful. The church proved to be a mile inland, in the older village of North Sunderland. Seahouses grew from the ‘new’ seafront houses that were built when the harbour was constructed on the nearby coast to service the herring fishery, so the church stands at the centre of the original village. But the building looks neither old nor particularly interesting from outside… though looks are often deceiving and many an old church has had a facelift. The little bell-cote is often a good sign, though, and the rather unusual dedication was intriguing.

While some churches are jointly dedicated to two saints… like the one at Dinton, named for Ss Peter and Paul… this church has a dual dedication, as the church is a shared place of worship. I like that idea; it is one we have seen several times on our travels and it suggests an open attitude to the facets of religious belief. So, depending on whether you belong to the Anglican congregation or that of the United Reformed Church, we were about to step inside St Paul’s… or St Cuthbert’s.

The church was built in 1834 by Anthony Salvin. It was he who had restored the gatehouse at Bamburgh Castle and he had designed the memorial to Grace Darling in the churchyard there too.  The interior is very simply furnished, with a blue-painted barrel-vaulted ceiling suggesting the heavens and light streaming in through the recessed windows.

Behind the simple bowl of the font, the first stained glass window we saw depicted an old friend. St Michael with his dragon and scales has been cropping up an awful lot since we began looking into the Michael Line. Had we found nothing else of interest in the church, the crowned and beatified archangel would have been a good enough reason to visit.

The church was designed to reflect a much older style of building, yet there is a light and airy feel to the place, distinctly modern and cheerful and has a particular ‘feel’ to it that we have come to associate with those churches where a woman has been installed as vicar.

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The Flower of Alchemy…

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Before a bud…

The moon in flood

Has sucked the sap

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Dove-Avatar…

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What is This

That you are?

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It has a personal aspect

that is wise, merciful, and good.

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Master Of The Sky ~ Jen Goldie #writephoto

Master Of The Sky

Jack flew high over the Murder, feasting below him. His self-appointed watch to view the surrounding territory. He’d lost the need to stay hidden amongst “full green leaf of Summer”.

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Smorgasbord Cafe and Bookstore – Author Updates – New Release -#NewAge Stuart France and Sue Vincent, #Suspense J.E. Spina, #Shortstories Leon Stevens

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The Small Dog on Writing…

It seems I’m in the doghouse once again before I knew it,
And this time it is so unfair because… I didn’t do it!
It’s not my fault if people like my poems more than her stuff…
And leave me all those nice reviews to gloat on… well, that’s just tough!

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Perhaps if she would do the puppy eyes more, she might make it…
Or take a leaf from other writers who have learned to ‘fake it’…
‘Cause confidence invites belief and I think she should try it
And advertise her work as if she thinks someone might buy it!

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The trouble is, she likes to make them think and that’s no bad thing,
While I am cute and furry and I like to leave them laughing,
And though I may not sell enough to rival Rockefeller…
It’s true that of the two of us, it’s me who’s the bestseller.

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