Tag Archives: psychology

The Prisoner…

Posted on January 23, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* Beauty dived into the bushes led by Prince then gasped as one of the thorns from the brambles traced the delicate skin of her inner arm. The blood came in spurts and rivulets. “No wait,” she cried, pausing to … Continue reading →

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Shadow Play…

Posted on January 23, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* ‘Shadowing’ is our term for the phenomenon whereby a standing stone, or group of stones, recreates a distant landscape feature and thereby renders it immediately apparent or tangible. Most other megalithic writers on the subject have also, independently, recognised … Continue reading →

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Pipe Dream…

Posted on January 22, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* Maggot always gets his man… Wherever they go. However far they flee. However cunningly they hide… * Maggot enters the Ol’ George: legendary menagerie of care-worn dreamers. This evening’s vibrantly clad gathering part to allow him to the bar. … Continue reading →

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‘Heart and Soul’…

Posted on January 20, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* The first key… Bigger than me… and inside, a box; identical but smaller, in order to fit, with another key. * Key number two… As big as you… whose mote is my beam, now clearly seen as I click … Continue reading →

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Troll Bridge…

Posted on January 19, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* Black-Jack-Davey had been on the road since sun-up. As twilight descended filching the last of the colour from his day he came upon a village. Up ahead he could make out a little stone bridge and what he took … Continue reading →

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Template of Time…

Posted on January 17, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* First thing on waking We reach for the ‘alarm’ To check the time And cannot recall The last time that did not happen. * Continue reading at France & Vincent

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Harvest of Wyrms…

Posted on January 16, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* ‘The Witch’, they called her but she minded not, tending to her herbs and the animals and birds which nature’s highest intelligence brought to the garden of her single-roomed house knowing her abilities to hold and to heal… It … Continue reading →

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Glimpsing…

Posted on January 16, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* 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 France & Vincent

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Wish you were here… Stuart France

Posted on January 15, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* In Olden Times, Holidays were originally just that… Holy Days. The whole community would lay aside their work day duties and together engage in deeply or intrinsically symbolic activities which related to the situation that they all found themselves … Continue reading →

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The Big Picture (1) : life and the image ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on January 14, 2021 by Sue Vincent

We don’t live ‘in the world’… an outrageous thing to say, and yet it’s true. Well, if we don’t live in the world, where do we live? We don’t live in the world; we live in a picture of the … Continue reading →

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