I'm excited by little things, like shiny plastic and new friends. I go to the beach in winter.
Waiting, impatience, An increasing Western disease. More, always more. When will we ever, stop. I want, the here and now. Things could get worse, or better. But now, now is here. Right now. And now.
I don't keep it in the attic, it's not inside a drawer, it's more precious than that to me, for it means so much more.
Word for the Week is: 'Inglenook' Which means a cosy 'nook' or space adjoining the fireplace/hearth. I'm sure loads of you have heard it before, but I just love saying it:).
I know, late again for #household, I'll catch up at some point I promise. There was a clock, as old as he, it had been loosing time, in the same way he'd loose his teeth, or forget a word or rhyme.
This is really late for #household peg day- appologies @nom. She pegged it on the kitty cat, she pegged it on the moon, she pegged it on her state of mind, she pegged it on a tune.
This is me lazily asking where/who/what we're up to with #household now I'm back in the game. Somebody take pity on an exhausted post-party party-planner and let me know:) Thanks!.
The party is over, the marquee is down, the guests have all left, the grass a bit brown. Three gardens adjoined, three themes that we had, Stars, flowers and forest, the weather not bad.
' A E RE LLY TR E S EN CARE W I L L T FULLY ' T S A I YOU L L N HEAR.
#100days Break away, break free, from negatives that people say, or even things that you think too, no-one else can, do it for you..
How do you guys manage, in writing such a lot. It should mean that it's quantity, and quality that it's not.
#100 O. H M. A E. I S M O R E. S. T U. H O. A H. N J U S T A. I T C A N B E.
#household #closet In my closet are collected my fears, they're stored in there with all my tears, sometimes I open up the doors, to look upon my sorrow and flaws, I have to fight to keep them...
#100 days 3 and 4 The light of stars we captured, caught in jars of glass, because the stolen starlight, our candles did surpass.
#household He arrived in town with a carpet bag, promising potions for things that sag, cream for sadly hairless gents, paper roses, inflatable tents.
#100 days I thought I knew a kind of love, but it hadn't really seen the night, a airy fairy love a 'friends forever', shared travel, whispered secrets love. Untested and un-testing.
It's body's made of metal, it's voice spells out your death, you'll see it's glowing eye on you, with your final breath.
So, now that you've tortured me with your talents, here are the winners of the #household 'mug' challenge.
Well it's getting close to 13.00 pm, and time to pick a winner.
Thanks @suzzeeq for picking me. Loving this inspiration-helping challenge so far, sometimes it's tough to know what to write.
It's way too long til payday, my purse sent out a 'mayday', my card needs an 'away day', I'm just a little skint..
#household A knock or tap heard at the door, Barb guessed at Nell but was not sure.
"Nelipot, nelipot,. where did you go?". "I went walking barefoot through parklands and snow". "Nelipot, nelipot,. on what did you stand?". "On the earth and the dirt, on the roads of this land".
So, there's been a brief word-of-the-week hiatus, for no entirely good reason.
#household She bursts onto stage, full of the love of performing loving the audience who're loving her, Whirling, twirling, singing of her hopes and dreams, a three act play before her.
#Household Paint me as the mean one, the villain of the piece, it plays better to your audience, I don't think it will cease.
I'm off to put out fires, with a hard hat and a smile, I'll walk through smoke and darkened rooms, I guess I'll be a while.
I hear your voice, It makes me squirm, Like I'm a wiggly juicy worm, and you're a bird, maybe a crow, and I must quickly get below.
#ShakespeareInspired Love's not which alters when it alteration finds, It grows like vines and all around you binds. Together intertwined you always are, and any forced removal always leaves a scar.
Preparing for a Midsummer Night's Dream themed party, I've been reading the text and reminding myself of how amazed I am at Shakespeare's use of language.
Accelerating behind me, you're Really really close, I move over, you Suddenly move over in front of me, Exiting on the very next junction..
#household I can't see you but I know you're there I imagine you, you stop and stare at my huge ginormous head, lying on my country-sized bed.
#household She walks around wearing a mask, unfortunately the mask is glass, she thinks that those around can't see, her anger or her misery.
Sorry I've not been around, Lots of 'to do's' that I have found, no space to write some prose or rhymes, I'm afraid that there has been no time.
Come one and all and join the fun, food is laid out by the ton. There are fairy lights round every tree, and a temporary jacuzzi.
For Mr @Jamtots (phew, pressure is off:) This fellow's always wondering, when things will come to pass, he always wants things here and now, and is not afraid to ask.
Sometimes some of the penguins,. could be more than a little mean,. "your mother's dating a seal". "Your white bits are really unclean". It got to the point where the fighting,.
There once was a camel so thankful, his nick-name was 'Gratitude', he was always always grateful, and never ever rude.
Ninety nine posts have been and gone, and this is my one hundredth one, I've written rhymes and some prose too. Some posts were silly, some posts were true.
Mary had a little lamb, His fleece was dirty grey, she made him into Sunday Lunch, cos he got in her way..
Ring a ring of Roses, there's nothing in your posies, to kill germs, they're useless, so give up hope..
Row row row your boat down polluted streams, It's likely life is nothing like, you hope for or you dream..
Twinkle twinkle little star, I don't wonder what you are. You're not above the world at all. A diamond. Ha. A flaming ball. Twinkle twinkle little star, science taught me what you are..
It's supposed to be the longest day. More like the rainiest I would say, I'd hoped the sun would deliver a ray, to celebrate the longest day.
So, i'm totally jumping (without any sign of remorse) on the 'thanking followers' bandwagon driven by @Jamtots and @Nom. Thanks to the 200 people who've followed me since I started.
Seeing is a funny game, People just don't see the same, One man's win's another's loss, One man's underling another's boss. Our vision skewed by our own views, what others think, what others choose.
I painted a star on a rock today, white and yellow against a background of black to remind me that light is sometimes seen in rocky dark places..
Serein- some rain-drops, coming from a cloudless sky, a small miracle..
Thanks to @lionotribo who pointed out it should be word of the week rather than word of the day (you Doryphore you).
For @Bluegerbil who wanted a 't'. Sorry it's a day late. The toad tenses: thump, thump, thump. Tiger. The toad tries tackling the tiger. The tiger, (tickled), taunts the toad; "Terrified.
Wildflowers by the side of the road, beauty raised in squalor, needing only three things, light and water and food. Not love, beauty can be created and exist without love.
Oh I think a dog I'd be, to lie smugly by the fire, I'd bark at a cat or a fly or a man, or anything else I'd desire.
I loved @krstp 's idea of setting some writing to music. I used Jupiter from Holst's the Planets. (My version is 7.46 mins long and is from an album called '50 Greatest Pieces of Classical Music).
@Seamonster what would be really nice (if at some point there was time/resources) would be some way of attaching a little comment onto a re-post to explain why you were re-posting it. Just an idea .
I want to think of happy thoughts, Like kittens, ducks and babies, definitely not dark ones though, like open wounds and scabies.
I love Opuss, I really really do, I love the chance to share my words, with all of you I know there's been some rubbish, I know there's been some crap, but I never want to see the end, of this...
Bright with an idea we collected the blossom, hydrangeas providing an unknowing sacrifice, small flowers torn apart, scattered in a plastic tub filled with water.
I just had one unpleasant comment on my last Opuss. Instead of focusing on this however, when thinking about it I realised that this was the first time it'd happened in eighty posts- EIGHTY.
Brief light is birthed, flickers and dies, A hushed silence is observed, a hallowed time, those close by birth, or choice, gather. Memories of lives intertwined. Make a wish..
Farewell split ends, we've not been friends, I'm not sad to say that this is the end. You've hung around at the ends of my hair, I'm not sure what your purpose is there.
Written with @lionotribo see his post for A New Hope version. Yet another StarWars rant we're going to undertake, demonstrating the issues of real and fake.
On my #funday I'll climb up some curtains to play with a cat, I'll wave at some turtles, and sing to a gnat. I'll try to teach an old goldfish to walk, a giraffe some opera, a mongoose to talk.
There came an early knock on the door, It was about 9, it felt about 4. Stumbling around I looked for the key, half blinded with morning I couldn't quite see.
For at @leelee101 in sympathy for his rabbit issues. I had a rabbit, then got one more, I said "good night" and closed the door, A few days later there were four.
"The saucepan's on",. "you've left your keys". "have you checked the dog for fleas?". "That chicken's dry",. "Your wording's wrong",. "You've made that curry far too strong". "That isn't her",.
Word for today is: (and for those of you who're musical, the notes to sing 'Word For Today' to are: 'Word For Today' G A G C ) 'Doryphore' (DOR-ee-phor) Which means a person...
"Quality Quiches. Queasy Quiches!" Quiet Quentin quite quickly quirkily quipped. For @sjw.
It's alliteration day again. Someone suggest a letter that's not W, P or H. (be kind with suggestions:).
Opuss Beautiful Words Written by you. Read by others..
Opuss A community of words..
Opuss = Help your words find a home. Or: Opuss Wordershipdown #tshirt.
Inspired by the Pre-Raphelite painting Miranda: The Tempest She stood at the sea, the ageless sea waiting, watching. for him of the deep, depths colder than death.
Why would you want reality, when the written word makes you so much more free. When adventures and treasures you could never own, are open and offered and planted and grown.
Once again decisions to make, these choices might be make or break, a minefield of options to navigate through, a long pros and cons list to consider too.
Desperate times call for desperate measures, I'm wracking my brains and hunting for treasure. I'm sure in the depths of my head there are jewels, or at least something semi-precious to use.
Splish splash, drops burst fresh from the hose and over the garden plants deep into the ground. I hear them gasp with relief. 'Water, water. At last'..
Hurt and anger two sides of a coin Hard to be rational when your ire is drawn When to want answers and when to forgive. There's not always a place for live and let live.
To sleep out one warm night under the stars, To see a human set foot on Mars. To stand in a place where nobody's been, To see a thing that nobody's seen.
Sorry, this is all I've got, it's been a long day:) "That's a poodle" "flapdoodle!" "It's got curly hair" "I don't care" "I know dogs, I've taken classes" "That's not a poodle you need...
It's word of the day day again-yay. Today's word is: 'Flapdoodle' Which is a word originating from 1878 which means 'foolish talk' or 'nonsense'.
Picking Perfect pearls, Peter pondered. Pearl production produces pain. Pain produces pearls- perhaps. Pretty. Pretty painful. For Leelee101 who asked for a 'p' :).
From my window I see the garden and the community there. The hawthorn and bramble carefully compare thorns. Notes on thorn-care and preventing breakage are shared.
Sometimes life can be a little bit grey, The same people having the same things to say, the same things happening in exactly the same way.
Thanks @opuss @seamonster for making me featured author. I'm so grateful for you guys making this app which I love.
Anyone any idea why I'm suddenly down on my profile as following 909 people?. I'm sure they're all great, but I don't remember such wanton clicking..
You're born and then it starts: What cot. What clothes. What school. What lunch. Better boyfriend, Better jeans, Bigger hair, I'm more than you, less than them.
Beach party ingredients that we gathered today.
The jack of clubs creeps shiftily, his queen follows suspiciously.
You jump one way I jump too, I get in so much trouble following you. If you ran off a cliff would I too run. Probably- if it looked liked fun.
I'd like a cape, I'll tell you why, I really think it'd help me fly. It could be blue, or pink with spots, Or paisley print with purple dots.
Sung to the tune of "what shall we do with a drunken sailer" On a snowy winter's day My careers adviser called to say "have you thought how you will make your way, in the real world.
While would you steal, When there's something to give. To be unoriginal is no way to live. Let's hear it for words put together anew, and the occasional quote (if credited) too..
Eurovision randomness makes me so happy:).
I feel a bit silly today- I might do something daft, like singing aloud in Elvish, whilst sailing a sinking raft. (it would be particularly silly as I don't actually speak Elvish).
Twas gloaming outside, Neither day nor the night, I heard a low growl, which gave me a fright, I wanted to run, but my tights were too tight my courage was fading in vanishing light.
Today's word is- drum roll please: 'Gloaming' Which means the time of day immediately following sunset and before darkness descends. Another word for this is Twilight.
Hairy hamsters helped Henry hedgehog haul his honey hamper home. "Helpers- heroes. Here- humungous hamburgers!" Henry hedgehog happily hollered..
Apologies that this is way late for Monday, but you can pretend its actually really early for next week.
You play a chess game, I don't join in. I'm not sure what action signals a win. Does 'yes' mean a 'no'. or that it's my turn. I'd like to see rules that I could then learn.
She flew too close to the sun that day, that fateful afternoon in May. Feathers were falling, no more soaring. She flew too close to the sun. She had of course been told, by those as wise as old.
Tiredness like a full-grown grey elephant has dropped down upon my head and shoulders. I've had to go to bed, full-grown elephants are very heavy..