Weather Warning for the South of England…

We could take this warning with a pinch of salt… or make sure we have enough food and essentials, just in case…  I remember last time…

 

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A blanket of snow is expected to fall this week as Britons shiver on through a deep chill.

A band of rain is due to push east across England on Tuesday evening, bringing widespread snow to the south of the country overnight.

Around 1cm to 3cm of the white stuff is expected to accumulate “quite widely”, the Met Office said, with the possibility of 5cm to 10cm falling on higher ground.

A yellow warning is in place for the south of England, East Midlands and West Midlands from 9pm on Tuesday to midday on Wednesday.

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Depending on your point of view, this is one hell of a way to start the week!

Just in Case you Missed it!

 

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The super moon captured above the Peace statue at Brighton, UK

 

 

The rare combination of a super blood wolf moon has given early risers a spectacular start to Monday.

Caused in part by a lunar eclipse, the phenomenon makes the surface of the moon appear a reddish hue while seeming brighter and closer to earth than normal.

While heavy cloud stopped some parts of the UK from seeing the sky clearly, other areas had a perfect view.

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#Writephoto: Imagination #Poetry

Thursday photo prompt: Imagination #writephoto

 

 

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Lady of Glass

Who is this strange lady made of glass

The wall behind her holds no answers

With its church-like window with flames of red

Have I fallen in love?

I see the red fire in her head

Her thoughts shielded from me

I see her bones

There is darkness where her heart should be

Did some evil hand steal it from her?

Could I find it, return it, make her whole?

The glass tulips splinter, lay broken on the ground

She doesn’t move, her face unchanging

My glass butterfly wears a halo of green

The last vestige of a life she once knew…

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Shoes… #FlashFiction

 

 

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Shoes

My son decided he would take me out for the day

He wouldn’t tell me where.

We drove for a while and soon enough

I could smell the sea.

After lunch, we took a stroll down the local high street

Dragging me into a toyshop, crammed to the rafters and I worried I might be buried alive. I found a gold and blue trinket box.

The young man serving said it was a wishing box.

“Write your wish on a bay leaf”, he said. “And place it in the box.”

I had no desire to engage, so I paid with a smile.

Back home, I decided to give it a go. What did I have to lose?

Keep it small, I thought. I had seen a pair of suede shoes, over my price range and was hoping they would come down in price with the help of the wish.

I have my shoes now. The next day I almost broke my ankle when the heel snapped. I wondered, nursing my ankle, was it the wish or the box?

Where did the misfortune come from?

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No End… #Poetry

 

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No End

Sleep my pretty one

I will be right beside you when you wake

To look into those beautiful blue eyes

That touch my heart with invisible hands

Planting seeds of love

The kind that needs no watering

And never dies

Otherworldly kind of love

Born from Eternity

That kind of love that lives forever

Returning to new young lovers

Waiting to meet

That first kiss, that first touch,

That speaks of something long remembered

There are no words to speak its meaning

A comfort, a warm blanket on a winter’s night

When lightning flashes and storms rage

Washing the earth, a life remembered

This is why time goes in circles

Love does the same

A new body, time and space

The same love returning

There is no end…

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#Throwback Thursday: Chasing Daylight byEugene O’Kelley

 

Approaching death, doing it in style

THE NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER

Chasing Daylight is the honest, touching, and ultimately inspirational memoir of former KPMG CEO Eugene O’Kelley, completed in the three-and-a-half months between his diagnosis with brain cancer and his death in September 2005. Its haunting yet extraordinarily hopeful voice reminds us to embrace the fragile, fleeting moments of our lives-the brief time we have with our family, our friends, and even ourselves. This paperback edition features a new foreword by his wife, Corinne O’Kelley and a readers’ group guide and questions.

“Voicing universal truths . . . shared . . . simply and clearly.”-Janet Malin, New York Times

“Words to live by.”-Kerry Hannon, USA Today

“One of the most unexpected and touching books you’re likely to read this year.”-Edward Nawotka, Bloomberg News

“An honest, thought-provoking memoir . . . O’Kelly has many lessons to teach us on how to live.”-Steve Powers, Houston Chronicle

“[A] well-written and movingbook.”-TheEconomist.com

Our Review for Chasing daylight

I have been reading a beautifully written and thought provoking book this week, called, ‘Chasing Daylight’ by Eugene O’kelly. I did not expect to enjoy it as much as I did, for all sorts of reasons.

For a start, it is all about how he handled the fact that he had only months to live following the discovery of several brain tumours.  I thought it might be hard going, considering I almost died from a heart attack myself two years ago, and still feel I am on borrowed time sometimes.

I started to read, pleased to discover that he handled the news well, that he was determined to die with dignity… all very profound and somewhat comforting to me. He goes on to describe how  he said a pleasant ‘goodbye’ to all his hundreds of friends, and I found myself looking back at my own life. At what I had achieved, and what I hadn’t, and how many people’s lives I had touched.

Three quarters of the way through the book I began to feel sad – not for him, but for me.
You see, I know now for sure that my life has not been that exciting or profound. Too much heartbreak and disasters for a start.
I have been a loner for most of my life, which will probably be a good thing, as there won’t be masses of people saddened by my passing.

That’s if I decide to go (I am still undecided about that!)

Dylan Thomas once said that he would ‘rage against the dying of the light’ and I agree with him, as I still feel there is something I haven’t done or achieved yet, but there is still time!
Time to think about all the things I still want to do, or see, or achieve. ‘Never too late’ is fast becoming a mantra and I wonder what will happen next?

There is a lot to be said for dying suddenly. No time to worry about it or try to plan it, neither of which is very desirable. Mr O’kelly learned to meditate and unwind using water, something I have been doing all my life. Rivers, waterfalls, the sea, all have a deep profound effect on me. The only thing that does, actually.

So, ‘Chasing Daylight’ was sad but uplifting in a way. The fact that his illness was painless was a blessing and to be desired by all of us, and possibly what stops this book becoming a harrowing reading experience…

No Wings… #Poetry

 

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No Wings

Did Heaven send you

When the sky broke?

Did the angels let you fall?

Did I catch you in time

To see your wings unfurl?

Did the light blind me

Mangling my thoughts

From a time before?

When sound had meaning

Words spoken held true

A time when spells

Were written on the wind

To change the fate of those outside

When Knights rode on white horses

And maidens changed their fate

With a token hidden beneath his sleeve

Of silk and lace

A whisper of hidden promises

Should the Knight be bold and win the day

The lady’s hand would be his to take

No knight’s ride is planned today

It is only I that stands in your way

With a token held, my promise sealed

Within a ring of gold…

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