Posts Tagged: Art

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It’s Raining Today

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It’s Raining Today

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Wordless Wednesday

It’s a mystery to me where this comes from, and where it goes…”this” being many things..originally meant to be “Wordless Wednesday” itself…

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Wordless Wednesday

It’s a mystery to me where this comes from, and where it goes…”this” being many things..originally meant to be “Wordless Wednesday” itself…

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Friday Fictioneers ~ “Would anyone like a lovely, kind…….?”

“So what is it?” “Your brain.” “………………” <<This story is officially  interrupted to allow the writer to plead with his muse to put his brain back into his head, even in the state it is now in.>> 6 “Feel better?”

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Friday Fictioneers ~ “Would anyone like a lovely, kind…….?”

“So what is it?” “Your brain.” “………………” <<This story is officially  interrupted to allow the writer to plead with his muse to put his brain back into his head, even in the state it is now in.>> 6 “Feel better?”

The Līgo Haībun Challenge ~ Prompt ”Melt”

Yesterday, here at the Arctic Circle, I thought some of the snow had melted, and stepped out into the whiteness with less forbearance than usual; but I was misled by my windowpane and it’s view, and between the footprints in

The Līgo Haībun Challenge ~ Prompt ”Melt”

Yesterday, here at the Arctic Circle, I thought some of the snow had melted, and stepped out into the whiteness with less forbearance than usual; but I was misled by my windowpane and it’s view, and between the footprints in

Trifecta ~ No Exit Door

In good humour, I see this week, Trifecta, despite being jokingly labelled ”potty mouths”  by Tara publicly on Twitter…..anyway, announcing the challenge> “a 33-word example of personification,  the practice of attaching human traits and characteristics with inanimate objects, phenomena and animals (http://literary-devices.com)….when the wind howls, the

Trifecta ~ No Exit Door

In good humour, I see this week, Trifecta, despite being jokingly labelled ”potty mouths”  by Tara publicly on Twitter…..anyway, announcing the challenge> “a 33-word example of personification,  the practice of attaching human traits and characteristics with inanimate objects, phenomena and animals (http://literary-devices.com)….when the wind howls, the

For The Love Of Haiku

For the love of haiku 17 - A prompt; the image below…plus a pirate, loose with his tongue after a couple of teas…a tease this week from a buccaneer, coffee in hand and play in mind.. behind each mermaid is a

For The Love Of Haiku

For the love of haiku 17 - A prompt; the image below…plus a pirate, loose with his tongue after a couple of teas…a tease this week from a buccaneer, coffee in hand and play in mind.. behind each mermaid is a

For The Love Of Haiku Challenge

skyweb catches dreams even the biggest dream is a castaway one day ……………………………………………………………………………………………………. For The Love Of Haiku… a challenge

For The Love Of Haiku Challenge

skyweb catches dreams even the biggest dream is a castaway one day ……………………………………………………………………………………………………. For The Love Of Haiku… a challenge

Carpe Diem Daily Haiku ~ Prompt ‘Bed Bugs’

  bed bugs even in a field but my horse laughs he sleeps standing ~~~ Carpe Diem Daily Haiku

Carpe Diem Daily Haiku ~ Prompt ‘Bed Bugs’

  bed bugs even in a field but my horse laughs he sleeps standing ~~~ Carpe Diem Daily Haiku

Daily Post @ WordPress ~ Special Photo Challenge: Inspiraton

I live next to a magical forest, that lends me its moods and views, and through which I walk daily to let my creativity take flight among the tall trees, for each step brings a new angle, word, colour or

Daily Post @ WordPress ~ Special Photo Challenge: Inspiraton

I live next to a magical forest, that lends me its moods and views, and through which I walk daily to let my creativity take flight among the tall trees, for each step brings a new angle, word, colour or

Sometimes

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Sometimes

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Renewal

Shirt renewed for my day of work – washed, pressed and hung ready in the morning sunlight. The picture is quite an old one, and scanned for use here – taken in Baku, Azerbaijan.  Click here for more challengers!

Weekly Photo Challenge: Renewal

Shirt renewed for my day of work – washed, pressed and hung ready in the morning sunlight. The picture is quite an old one, and scanned for use here – taken in Baku, Azerbaijan.  Click here for more challengers!

Autumn, a Haiku

autumn                you                         vampire                                    

Autumn, a Haiku

autumn                you                         vampire                                    

A Writer’s Lair ~ Lappland

When I used to teach Creative Writing I sometimes would have the students troop of out of classroom or lecture hall into a nearby forest or field, just after the first snow had fallen, or at least a good frost,

A Writer’s Lair ~ Lappland

When I used to teach Creative Writing I sometimes would have the students troop of out of classroom or lecture hall into a nearby forest or field, just after the first snow had fallen, or at least a good frost,

A Writer’s Lair: Africa!

Nowhere better actually. Just nowhere. The people are wonderful in every country, the tragedy is galling, but the smiles are pure music. The headscarves, wraps, dresses are all magical, and my two favourite ‘perfumes’, the diesel and the dust, are

A Writer’s Lair: Africa!

Nowhere better actually. Just nowhere. The people are wonderful in every country, the tragedy is galling, but the smiles are pure music. The headscarves, wraps, dresses are all magical, and my two favourite ‘perfumes’, the diesel and the dust, are

Beauty

Beauty is an airplane in the rain eyes that bewitch A flower that makes you smile A memory The curves in the sand dunes That remind me of you when you bathe And your coffee on my lips, when you

Beauty

Beauty is an airplane in the rain eyes that bewitch A flower that makes you smile A memory The curves in the sand dunes That remind me of you when you bathe And your coffee on my lips, when you