-
Join 19,732 other subscribers
Search this site
Silent Eye Workshops
Find me on Facebook
Follow me on Twitter @SCVincent
Join me on Goodreads
Enjoyed the blog? Buy the books…
All books available in Paperback and for Kindle from Amazon. Click the images to find out more...With Stuart France
The Triad of Albion- The Doomsday Series
- Lands of Exile
Graphic Novels
Finding Don & Wen
By Sue Vincent
With Dr G. Michael Vasey
Books by Stuart France
Silent Eye Workbooks
Steve Tanham
Copyright ©Sue Vincent 2019
Please respect the copyright of all original material and images on this site. You are welcome to use excerpts, reblogs and links as long as clear, named credit and appropriate links back to this site are used. Written permission is required for all other reproduction. Thank you.-
Latest Posts
- Magical mornings…
- Flying Kites…
- An Unexpected Encounter…
- Hawk at Dusk
- Hawk at Noon
- Labour pains…
- The Calling…
- The Belcherman…
- Words matter
- Living in Colour
- When tomorrow comes
- King’s Shilling…
- The New Mediaevalism…
- Magnetic north
- Free as a bird
- Rowan berries
- Stepping stones
- Dark Fantasy…
- Coming Soon…
- Sheela’s Mystery Solved?
Tag Archives: rhyme
Laughter Lines by Sue Vincent
A wonderful review from A. C. Flory… Laughter Lines by Sue Vincent I just left a 5 star review for Laughter Lines: Life at the Tail End by Sue Vincent. And I still haven’t stopped smiling. The review should be … Continue reading
Posted in Books, photo prompt, Photography, Poetry
Tagged Ani, book review, dg, Humour, rhyme, small dog
3 Comments
Manna…
When something fell from heaven, “Well! What’s this?” the small dog said, “If clouds are raining food, now, Could I have a steak instead?” A crow had dropped its breakfast And it landed on the grass, But seeing Ani’s interest … Continue reading
Fragile
We glory in the beauty of the rose, Its petals decked in hues both dark and bright And pause, when summer’s zephyr softly blows, To breathe its perfumed essence with delight. For all too soon the petals gently fall Yet … Continue reading
The Small Dog’s Remedy for Isolation Blues…
She says that it’s typical that I’ve stopped moulting, No furballs and hair rolling black and revolting Across her clean floors, floating into her dinner, I thought she’d be pleased, being onto a winner. She says it’s not fair that … Continue reading
Posted in Dogs, Humour, Photography
Tagged cleaning, doggerel, moulting, Poetry, rhyme, social distancing
31 Comments
The small dog and the gardener…
The grass had grown, was far too long, My mower wouldn’t cope. What if I trimmed it down a bit? That might work. I could hope. I got the trimmer all set up, The dog would not go in, Just … Continue reading
Out now! Doggerel: Life with the Small Dog…
I dream of literary heights, Of poetry and fancy’s flights… Of philosophical debates And tales the inner heart relates. She dreams of tennis balls in flight, Of sneaking cuddles in the night, Of muddy walks and open gates And chicken … Continue reading
Posted in Books, Dogs, Humour, Photography, Poetry
Tagged Ani, doggerel, Lauhter Lines, life with a dog, Notes from a small dog, pets, poems, rhyme, Verse
70 Comments
Back To The Park ~ Noah Weiss #writephoto
Today’s #writephoto, with the title “Wicker” on Sue Vincent’s website, gave me an idea of what to do. Thus, I will present you with a little segment of a play, complete with stage directions! ACT N, SCENE M. A field. [Enter CHERIE, … Continue reading
Posted in photo prompt, Photography
Tagged #writephoto, Chicago, field, M.A.P.L.E., park, play, postaday, rhyme, tree, wicker
Leave a comment
Holiday season…
The trouble with going away is the work That needs doing before you depart, Between all the jobs and the livestock and sons… You must take a deep breath and take heart. ‘Cause the freezer needs filling with ready-cooked meals … Continue reading
The cat flap…
The guy who’d been to fit the thing Had really got it wrong… It didn’t even look too good Nor was it very strong. He’d charged a fortune for it After which we’d had to wrangle With cats who didn’t … Continue reading
The small dog on the warpath…
Outside it is cold As the winter draws in, There’s ice in the bird bath And frost on the bin. The birds are all hungry, So tending their needs, I put out some fat balls With peanuts and seeds. The … Continue reading