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Dereliction…

* …That night Jed’s ‘derelict’ appears in the bed-room enveloped in an aura of light. He slowly crouches and whispers in my ear: ” ‘E cummin outta dem bushes shinin’, ‘e shinin’ like sum black buff sun. * ‘E donna … Continue reading

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Samildanach…

* …The torchbearers hurriedly re-lit the torches of Dun Culhwch. “Why, a veritable master of all the crafts we have here, it would seem,” said Big Chief Hawthorn, “but let a seat be brought for this man who has asked … Continue reading

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Not Forgotten ~ Anita Dawes #midnighthaiku

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Blinded by the Light…

* … 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 … Continue reading

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Speak of Us ~ Anita Dawes #writephoto

Green grey boulders Washed together by an ancient ice melt A great place to sit and meditate Through the small window to the world outside Mist rolling in towards me Continue reading at  Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie

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Given… Stuart France

* If we ever had any doubts about what it is we do, then the circumstances of our ‘flying visit’ to Skipton was lying in wait to dispel them. ‘Hell, we weren’t even supposed to be going to Skipton!’ Over … Continue reading

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Shall We Meet Under the Light of the Moon? ~ Jan Malique

Reblogged from stranegoingsonintheshed: This post started out in a totally different “body.” It had to be discarded. Why? The inner prompting, my Muse that is, decided otherwise. I’m in agreement with him. The White Hare makes an appearance, a messenger … Continue reading

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Fairy Bells ~ Alethea Kehas #writephoto

The fairies began to spread the blue bells soon after the last footstep had departed. In the center of their forest, they heaved the torn limbs of an ash into a pyramid. Gaia sighed relief as they gathered around the … Continue reading

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Lost no more ~ Anita Dawes #writephoto

I’m lost in a heartbreak A glass vest I cannot remove Shards dig deep Blinding me to beauty To hope. Continue reading at Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie

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Ol’ Bill’s Mate…

* …”Providing for your future is no throwaway gag,” said Bill’s mate, slipping his arm through mine. I can still feel the soft twill of his well pressed jacket warming my bare flesh. “It’s a serious affair,” Bill did likewise … Continue reading

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