Monthly Archives: March 2014

Photo Challenge #1 – My People Your People

Posted on March 25, 2014 by Michael

My people talk to Your people talk to My people talk to   At the third stroke it will be 10.28a.m. and three seconds   My people will arrange for Your people to be informed for My people to act. … Continue reading →

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Wordle #1- Survival

Posted on March 24, 2014 by Michael

The room in which I found myself was dark and when I first hit the floor I was thankful for the straw that lined it. I lay there a while but quickly became aware of the effluvious aroma seeping under … Continue reading →

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Prompt 48 Escalating Humiliation – First Violin.

Posted on March 23, 2014 by Michael

Performance night Crowd in, Expectation a plenty Children rehearsed, Everyone ready. A chord is struck, Voices ignite in chorus What is that? Somebody bring in the cat? A child crying? No. It can’t be. First violin is out Violinist looks … Continue reading →

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All in a Word – Bastet’s Sunday Prompts – Sunday Lunch

Posted on March 23, 2014 by Michael

Sunday lunch, Visitors. A morning of prep Cooking, cleaning Washing up Orders barked Abuse delivered Humiliation a plenty. Keep stirring Caramel sauce How I hate it. Not the purple tablecloth What were you thinking? Its not ironed anyway. No thought … Continue reading →

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D’verse – Kennings – the metaphor of Skalds – Crone

Posted on March 20, 2014 by Michael

A kenning is a very brief metaphoric phrase or compound word and it means “to know” (derived from Icelandic, but exist in many other languages like Swedish and German). It was used extensively in Old Norse (later Icelandic) and Anglo … Continue reading →

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Friday Fictioneers – Red Things

Posted on March 19, 2014 by Michael

The stairwell had long intrigued me. As a kid I used to marvel at the ornate metal work in the building my Aunty Eunice lived in. It was one of those that went up a long way, reached a point … Continue reading →

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Haibun Thinking – Film Week – Nanna

Posted on March 19, 2014 by Michael

Golly, did I hear you say you would be free if you could? Gussy the Goose, Charlotte’s Web (2006 Nanna lies peacefully in her bed for the last time. She looks serene lying there. Her life coming to an end, … Continue reading →

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Poetics: Color me spring – Bathe my Soul

Posted on March 18, 2014 by Michael

You came into my life So innocently, so quietly I didn’t notice you at first You sat to the side You said a few things Your watched me You took me in. Days go by and I watch you now … Continue reading →

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Poem 111 – Prattling

Posted on March 17, 2014 by Michael

Just today my dearest friend Tells me I prattle well. That my prattling reveals who I am, That I should do more of it. After all a good prattle can be very cathartic.   And it’s Monday, I look at … Continue reading →

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Prompt 47 Street Art – Shapes

Posted on March 16, 2014 by Michael

Shapes An obsession with shapes They come at you from all angles Curved, straight, obtuse, Parallel circles drawn Eye catching, compelling, We stop, we take photos, Amazing work. In varying shades of blue.   The man who did this Has … Continue reading →

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