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August: Last Photo on the Card
This post is in response to Brian’s monthly challenge Last Photo on the Card. Brian (aka Bushboy) asks for the Last Photos on your phone/camera/SD card. Here is the last shot taken using my iPhone 15Pro Max. Shared on Twitter with @bushboywhotweet
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1 Sept: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week
A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week The A In Waiting Waiting For The 101 Bus I know a woman,who feels half my age,who tells herselfshe’ll know when the time’s right,when this round’s over, but nothing changes –Tuesdays, Tuesdays,same bus stop, same time,same twelve strides from the corner,she’s looking down the road, but nothing changes,she…
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31 August: To Meet In Fragrant Wood
To Meet In Fragrant Wood I.She’s hired, a full day’s work,unfolding chairs from folded, one chair at a time,so that we can sit separately. II.Time goes by, her face fades,her colours leach and bleach and fray.She took her voice with her. III.Winter sky shall be empty of youand I want to keep on grieving –…
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30 August: A Six – Part: 25.1 Keep Yourself to Yourself
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 25.1 Keep Yourself To Yourself, Girl Hi, my name is Brigid, and this is my Show and Tell. I’m named after St Brigid of Kildare, the patroness (that’s like a saint) of Ireland, the goddess of spring and fertility and life…
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30 August: A Six – Part: 25 Out of Bedlam
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 25: Out of Bedlam earlier this week: … and silently walk out the door, deafening myself to their words chasing after me. A letter from Bethlem Royal Hospital arrived 3 days ago; it’s still unopened, and out of frustration, Hanzō picks…
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30 August: Journal of Thoughts from Last Week (Revised)
A Journal of Thoughts from Last Week The I in Time It was a few weeks ago, over lunch. Talking about when we were young, old times and that the world seemed easier back then, although it wasn’t. Less complicated, maybe. Our husbands worked together. Wives supported each other when our insular world turned bleak,…
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29 August: A Thursday Door
Bushboy (Brian Dodd) shares photos of doors, but not just any doors. Spectacular doors from his journeys. Dan’s Thursday Doors opened the door on this. I love doors of all sorts. I’ve trawled through my holiday snaps and found a few to share. ©Misky 2023 Shared on X #amwriting @bushboywhotweet and @DAntion
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29 August: A Summer Funeral Pyre
That oak tree, the one when I looked up through its branches seemed to fill the sky in June, is now at August’s end. Leaves falling from limb and twig, its earthly-ways departing from their perfect place. Leaves the colour of a young girl’s brown eyes. Leaves blowing in through the open kitchen door, drifting…
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28 August: Ink In Thirds – 100 Words
With Outdoor Seating, Too. We’ve a bakery in the village now. A proper one – bakes their own bread. Cobs. Bloomers. Boules. Baps. It used to be a chip shop. After that a pedicure shop with fish in tubs of water that ate dead skin off feet. Then it was a dry cleaner, although the…
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28 August: A Six – Part 24 Walking the Deep Greys
At an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Part 24 Walking the Deep Greys last week: Hanzō is bowing deeply before him … and Pierre asks, “Who are you?” “He’s Hanzō, he’s a relic, he’s Drake’s,” my answer is faintly audible, and Pierre’s eyes are hollowed by the weariness of…
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