Tag Archives: symbolism

Filigree #midnighthaiku

Posted on March 26, 2017 by Sue Vincent
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White-Skunk seeks medicine VIII… Stuart France

Posted on March 25, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* … Once Rice-Bird’s whistle could no longer be heard, Skunk soon forgot his fear. He came to a shady place. “Ah, this would be a good place to play the stick-game,” thought Skunk. He gathered some chunks of rotten … Continue reading →

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White-Skunk seeks medicine VII… Stuart France

Posted on March 24, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* … Rice-Bird now knew the thing that Skunk feared and he began to throw his voice in a whistle from Skunk’s back-pack. “Ugh!” cried Skunk when he heard the whistle and he turned and fled in the opposite direction. … Continue reading →

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Hope #midnighthaiku

Posted on March 24, 2017 by Sue Vincent
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Thursday photo prompt – Empty #writephoto

Posted on March 23, 2017 by Sue Vincent

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 29th March and link back to this post with a pingback. Please make sure that … Continue reading →

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Photo prompt round-up – Deep #writephoto

Posted on March 23, 2017 by Sue Vincent

The photo for this week’s prompt was taken at Stump Cross Caverns in Yorkshire. About a quarter of the known four miles of the caverns are open to the public. Fossilised bones of bison, wolverine and reindeer have been found … Continue reading →

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White-Skunk seeks medicine VI… Stuart France

Posted on March 23, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* … “There is nothing I fear!” sang Skunk going his way, “there is just nothing I fear! Should a boulder roll at me as I pass I would squirt it with musk and blast it into a thousand pieces, … Continue reading →

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White-Skunk seeks medicine V… Stuart France

Posted on March 22, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* … As Wolf approached, Skunk called out, “Oh brother, you are on your way but do not come up to me, pass around at a safe distance, I have come from the camp of the Clever Fellows and their … Continue reading →

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White-Skunk seeks medicine IV… Stuart France

Posted on March 21, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* … Skunk came to a longhouse, and recognised the people there as those who pushed his musk-sac back into the river in repulsion, he said to those people, “I am on my way from the camp of the Clever … Continue reading →

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White-Skunk seeks medicine III… Stuart France

Posted on March 19, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* ‘Please stop when you remember We work together Anyway All right.’ – Shaman Blues * …That night as Skunk was going along he came to the camp of the Clever Fellows. He saw them all far off because there … Continue reading →

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