Month: August 2018

Blogging · poetry · Sharing

There was a man called Kevin…

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Hello Lovelies! It has been brought to my attention that one of our fellow bloggers, Kevin from NewAuthorOnline, is releasing a new collection of poems next Monday! I really enjoy Kevin’s work, and it felt just natural to forward the following article about him and his new book in The Cove! “The Writer’s Pen and…… Continue reading There was a man called Kevin…

Blogging · Word of the day

Parsimonious – Word of the Day Challenge

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Today’s word of the day is Parsimonious Please create a pingback to your post by including a link to this page in whatever you are posting. If you want to participate create a pingback to link your post. Not sure how to do that? See how to create pingbacks here. https://en.support.wordpress.com/comments/pingbacks/ Please also see: https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/08/27/patterns-tuesdayphoto-prompt/ %5B…%5D… Continue reading Parsimonious – Word of the Day Challenge

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3 Day Lyric Challenge – Cohen themed (1/3)

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I got caught! Again! Hehehehe… Well not really. I could have refused to do this twice, but I did enjoy my Mew-themed challenge, and I really really like Lydia, who invited me to join a second round. So, it you don’t mind, we’ll explore my Ipod a little further.   First, here are the rules 1…… Continue reading 3 Day Lyric Challenge – Cohen themed (1/3)

After Eight Moment · Blogging · nature

After Eight Moments…

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  This week, I will dedicate my (almost) daily pictures to the subject of paterns, in the honor of Kate, who kindly participated in the creation and débuts of the Word of the Day Challenge  … Thank you Kate, for your time and dedication during these three months, and all the best with your new…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…

Blogging · Fiction · poetry · Word of the day

Kangaroo court…

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  Dragged by tangled hair, oblivious and unaware. Hatred uncalled for, violence unnecessary. Insidious referee, granting mercy no more… You made your own damned wicked rules, turned me to ridicule… Beat me to the ground! Robbing me of precious self-worth, you served me with your Kangaroo court!     Via today’s Word of the Day…… Continue reading Kangaroo court…

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Insidious – Word of the Day Challenge

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Today’s Word of the Day is Insidious. If you want to participate create a pingback to link your post. Not sure how to do that? See how to create pingbacks here. . via Insidious — Word of the Day Challenge

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Patterns – TuesdayPhoto Prompt – Word of the Day Challenge

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Today’s theme is “Patterns” … this is a photo of a rock pool and I’m not sure if the pattern was made by the sea snails or the tide. But I do see patterns everywhere … in the bark, the clouds, building and traffic. This week share your photos on “Patterns”? OR Use my above […]… Continue reading Patterns – TuesdayPhoto Prompt – Word of the Day Challenge

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3 Day Lyric Challenge – Mew themed (3/3)

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Third day of the challenge… So here are the rules 1 Thank the person who nominated you. 2 Share one of your favorite song/lyrics one at a time for three days. 3 Nominate three other bloggers each day. I was nominated by Madame Suze directly from Suziland. (Thank you once more, Suze!!) If you don’t know…… Continue reading 3 Day Lyric Challenge – Mew themed (3/3)

After Eight Moment · Blogging · nature · poetry

After Eight Moments…

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    Running my fingers On the lines of your rough skin Wisdom of years past…     If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired: Close up on a tree’s trunk in the setting sun’s light. 

Blogging · Fiction · poetry

Lonely She…

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  She ate melancholy by the spoon, directly from the jar… All her aprons stained with sorrow scars… Knittting misery mittens and misery scarfs. Making sigh-beads Necklaces alone In the dark… Not a shriek, not a squeal, not a howl… Just waiting for the night, to take her final bow.