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Clothes

Where do missing socks go?

#Napowrimo

A sole sock….the others missing! Image by inky

I’ve been told there’s a place

that missing socks go

but where it’s located on this blessed earth

heaven’s do i know

perhaps they’ve gone to that

magic space where the locks have no keys

so they’ve locked on to a pole by a sunny bench

and are sunning themselves with ease

or maybe they’re sharing space in a box

with those puzzle pieces long past

the one’s you’ve been looking out for an age

and when you find ’em will yell at last

They could be hiding in your bag of marbles

or with your seaside pebbles and rocks

but the left out one has now found a right

even if you’re wearing odd socks…..

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Acrostic Art Poetry

Purple Mountain

#CYW #Killarney #PurpleMountainMajesty

Purple Mountains, Killarney

Perhaps the imps were out last night

up where the slate rocks lie

reactions to the sun falling on the hills

people are pleased with what they see on the eye

lilacs , lavenders and amethyst shades – all those and much more

everyone visiting loves the scene – so off they do explore

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Colours Myths

Chasing Rainbows

A response to photo challenge #319 at mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com

Photo by Raine Nectar at Pixels.com

Appearance of seven bright colours

Breaking through the skies leads to a

Chase through the streets by some in a

Desperate (or plain daft) attempt to grab

Elven, pixie or Leprechaun treasure

Fate decrees though, by the time the hunters

Get to their multi-coloured target , the treasure will

Have been moved…to another end of another rainbow.

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Poetry

Life through a Lens

#Spectacles #Life #Hydrocephalus #Photography

Distance viewing is a pain for me

It’s why i capture images with my camera

Going from place to place grabbing

Images of locations from

The local park to

Artefacts held in the

Local history library

Perhaps you’d put it down to my specs

holding the key to my blurry eyes –

only – it isn’t

the camera is working fine – the computer isn’t – so

on days when i’m headed out on the

green fields of england , you’ll find a pair of glasses

round my head

aiding my eyes to see things a little bit clearer

putting scenes into a picture and

helping me capture a scene

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Inspiration Outdoors writing

Writing Spaces

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Writing Space.”

I find nowadays, its not so hard to find a place to sit down and write.

Lets look at today, Its a relatively clear November Morning in Salford, its quiet – not much traffic on the nearby road outside – and right at this moment – I’m sat at my desk in front of my little red laptop, typing this.  Notebooks cover the brownness of the wood, and there’s a reflection in a Video Display Unit that’s telling me I should really go downstairs to the kitchen and get my breakfast….

(There’s a pause while the writer nips down the stairs towards the kitchen and helps himself to a bowl of cereal)

And we’re back…

I return to my writing desk with One cup of steaming hot cocoa and one biscuit (chocolate, Digestive – there were no cookies, another thing for the to do list ) one pen and a notebook – and i’m scribbling down an idea that came to me whilst eating breakfast.  This pencil needs sharpening.  I let the sharpener have its fill, but I don’t let it go overboard …  Ever been stabbed in the hand by a pencil you’ve sharpened ?  I have – and its (Naughty word extracted) painful.

The blank sheet of A5 paper awaits – the seed of the idea has began to grow, but its growing ever so slowly.  So I scribble down anything what i have in whatever form I fancy on to the page….Thought Balloons, Character drawings and so on (I once wrote a romantic tale on a single sheet of A5 – characters, locations, the lot) the thing is don’t stop until you’ve filled the page – Editing comes later – in my case on the purring red Laptop that’s in front of me.

I might need some inspiration – so later i’ll take the notebook (the covered one you scribble in) and grab some reference material – from my second, third or fourth “office” (being the nearby green space, the quayside or one of the local museums) , where i’ll find a quiet spot to write / take photos. As AA Milne put it – even winnie-the-pooh needed a thinking spot.

When finished – i’ll take a break – return to the kitchen and make myself another cocoa – and sit down and enjoy it with a biscuit whilst I have a look at what I have done – Sometimes the seed of idea grows quickly – and i’ll just need a little tidying to produce an end product – whilst others may need a little extra care – thats when i’ll return to my desk and develop my scribbles, watching my ideas grow – and then, when time is right – i’ll start pruning.