Friday Fictioneers – Watch the world pass by

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PHOTO PROMPT © Fatima Fakier Deria

in the summer we cycle
to the beer garden and by the lake
having ice-cream, never a lull
watch the world pass by if that’s what it takes
garden of flowers, mostly brambles
take it easy, we deserve a break
birds build nests, hedgehogs do the round
children laughing, people passing all around
time to be with friends
having picnics, singing and lots more
joy of summer, don’t want it to end
stroll in the moor
visit family, all the love we send
discover places, see what’s in store
honeysuckle, lavender and roses
these activities give us a real buzz

For: 30 March 2018 Friday Fictioneers

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Friday Fictioneers – I am weary of my wisdom

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PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

I am weary of my wisdom
Like the bee that hath gathered too much honey
Lots of laughter and weeping in my album
The quilt of life is growing with glee

Nothing can shock me as I’ve seen them all
There are still spices that give me some lift
Perhaps I just need to wrap myself with a shawl
Having my wits around is definitely a gift

The songs of the birds still amaze me
The twinkles of the stars are wonderful
I still enjoy having a nice cup of tea
Really grateful that I’m still able

For: 16 March 2018 Friday Fictioneers

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Friday Fictioneers – Butterfly, flower, I

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PHOTO PROMPT © Marie Gail Stratford

As the wind whispers, a butterfly hovers and I ponder
Will it know that there’s no more nectar?
That the sultry weather, made the flower falter?
And I sway and sweat in the veranda

A moment of tangency, for us three
The butterfly, the flower and I
I close my eyes, asking all the whys
The flower’s dead, the mocha butterfly and I sigh

Situation so fragile, a day so blissful
As I flicker my eyelashes
Widen my pupils, forget all battles
We’re all separated, what’s the fuzz?*

(c) ladyleemanila

* Triquatrain form

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For: 23 February 2018 Friday Fictioneers, Bonus Wordle “Moment of Tangency”

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Friday Fictioneers – Hazy morning has folded

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PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Hazy morning has folded
Gusts of wind come on earth
Of frozen lights and frozen ropes
Car in front of the family home
As they sat in front of the fire
Glacier rasped the valley floor
All the saints gather on holy hour
A silent but freezing morning

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

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For: 16 February 2018 Friday Fictioneers, Wordle 338 Feb 10 by brenda warren

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22 December 2017 – A beanie hat for us

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PHOTO PROMPT © Björn Rudberg

A beanie hat for us
So we won’t be cold
Made of wool that’s a plus
In red, blue or gold

So we won’t be cold
When we go out the snow
So Mum would not scold
I like mine in yellow

Made of wool that’s a plus
I have knitted mine
Made one for friend Alice
Go for wine and dine

In red, blue or gold
Could go with our scarf
Some are left unsold
In the shop by the wharf*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* Quadrilew

For: 22 December 2017 Friday Fictioneers

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On this cold morning the ghost came

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PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

On this cold morning the ghost came
Buried his gold on soil
I pinched myself on who’s to blame
At any rate, such spoil
Icicles were formed overnight
And so cold it gave me a fright
Icicles were formed
Icicles were formed
When snow is melted by sunlight

On this cold morning the ghost came
Leaving some weird feeling
Inside we were playing some game
And the baby’s babbling
What could we do when it’s so cold?
And we have time to look for gold
What could we do?
What could we do?
Don’t be silly, my Mum scold

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: 8 December 2017 Friday Fictioneers, Weekly Writing Prompt #118

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DOOR Template Instructions

(5) Words: | GHOST | PINCH | RATE | GOLD | BURY |

 

24 November 2017 – Behind doors in Shadorma

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PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Some old things
Hidden behind closed door
Unused clock
Some baskets
One day we’ll clear them all up
If we find some time

Easier
To put them away
Slippers
Rags and box
We forget when we don’t see
Clutters of the house

Why oh why?
Do we keep them here?
Sentiments?
Of the past?
Hope the memories stay
Things that used to be

Never be
To bring the past back
No matter
What we keep
What is important is now
Prepare for future

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: 24 November 2017 Friday Fictioneers

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