A Very Special Moment…

 

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Merlin has been sitting on the desk with me a lot lately, so when he turned up again this morning, I simply stroked his head and went back to what I was doing on the computer.

He moved a little closer and I began to wonder if something was wrong. I studied him for a while, then gently put my hand on his head. He looked bright enough and his head and ears felt cool, so I let my hand slide slowly down his back. He looked up at me with so much wisdom and intelligence in his amber eyes and at that moment, I experienced a deep communication between us as our eyes met.

It is usually difficult to see Merlin’s eyes properly, as they seem to vanish in his black face, but for once I could clearly see him looking at me.

He stretched his head towards me until our heads were almost touching. I was sure he had something to tell me, but all I felt was such overwhelming sadness. Was it just his sorrow, or my own somehow joining together?

“You okay, Merlin?”

I had the strongest feeling he wasn’t, as I knew old age was creeping up on him too. I had seen how many times he missed the couch when a jump failed, and how he often stumbled as he walked around. I found myself wondering if he ever thought about how much time he had left, as I often did. The thought that neither of us might not last much longer brought tears to my eyes.

He stayed with me for a while and I with him, sharing something very special.

Two old souls, emotionally communicating on some deeper level.

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Cornish Etheree…

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Dozmary Pool, Cornwall

Cornish Etheree

On a long trek across wind swept Cornwall

Searching out ancient legends still told

Close to Dozemary Pool the air changed

Shifting with long held purpose

Wind stills the water’s edge

I fear a sharp pull

of legend lost

where Arthur’s

sword still

waits

AAAAA


#Flash Fiction Challenge for Carrot Ranch Literary Community #Poetry

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June 3, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that makes a big splash. It can be fluid, or you can play with the idiom (to make a big splash is to do or say something that becomes unforgettable). Go where the prompt leads!#Flash Fiction Challenge

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I am looking through my rain painted windows

Waterlogged drowned gutters run

with rainbow coloured bubbles

Rain, when pouring, dancing to its own tune

Children finding the best puddles to make a big splash

Returning home to drip rain indoors

Red cheeks, happy faces

Safe in front of warm fires

Snug under cosy blankets

The deluge continues as you gaze

through your kitchen window

The heavens open, turning your garden pond

Into a tidal wave

Gold carp dancing in water lifted

Spinning lights flashing

Golden doubloons dropping

A big splash, smooth water once more

Cup of hot chocolate calling…

I am looking through my rain painted windows

Waterlogged drowned gutters run

with rainbow coloured bubbles

Rain, when pouring, dancing to its own tune

Children finding the best puddles to make a big splash

Returning home to drip rain indoors

Red cheeks, happy faces

Safe in front of warm fires

Snug under cosy blankets

The deluge continues as you gaze

through your kitchen window

The heavens open, turning your garden pond

Into a tidal wave

Gold carp dancing in water lifted

Spinning lights flashing

Golden doubloons dropping

A big splash, smooth water once more

Cup of hot chocolate calling…

AAAAA

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A Slip in Time… #Poetry

 

 

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I find myself lost in a wonderland and time

Wrapped in old magic, a kiss to the mind

To be lost in such a world is like being reborn

My heart knew this world to be free of darkness

Washed with strange things, the eyes seek to find more

Every fruit you have ever eaten, grown on one large tree

Rivers run with ever changing rainbow colours

Feathered friends whistle by, their metallic colours flashing

Flowers bow their heads in morning greeting

Rain falls around you, watering the ground

Nurturing this strange place

I see a house beyond the woods with diamond glow

Dare I knock, find who lives here?

My heart beats so hard,

I thought the occupant heard my approach

The golden feathered knocker lifted, banged down once

Before I could reach my hand to it

For a moment I believed the door opened by itself

For I saw only a bright light

I closed my eyes in silent prayer

Please let there be a friend standing there

On opening my eyes, my mouth flew wide

Her hair of gold like a summer corn field

Grew to her waist, her eyes a mixture of blue and green

Her smile welcoming, her beauty would wear no words

I seem to be lost, I said in a voice I hardly recognized

“You are exactly where you need to be.

Welcome, you are in time for tea.”

Would food be as I remembered?

I stepped inside and it feels like home…

AAAAA

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#Writephoto ~ Choices #Poetry

Thursday photo prompt: Choices #writephoto

 

 

So small do I stand of soft grey waves

The gentle whisper of many voices as it reaches the shore

Choices I made washed out to sea

On my walk through to town I see

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A strange gargoyle, face hidden by fingers of stone

Small brood of ladybirds paint empty eye sockets red

A gift of life to see through rose-coloured hues

I move to walk away, is that a smile I see?

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To grey forest I walk to find one large ring doughnut tree

A small opening where I can see

Far more than lies beyond its shape

Tiny creatures dance with lanterns lit

Bird song joins in peals of laughter

I walk away as if from Celtic dream

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Old snapshot found when I reach home

Blue sea mountains, lush green valleys

Pastures new, where I might roam…

AAAAA

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The Ancient Streets of London for #Willow Poetry…

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Weekly challenge

Weekly Challenge  (June 4 to June 10/2019)

How to join: write a post on your own blog,  your choice of poetry or a story.

Link back to this prompt:  leave a link of your post (or Pingback)  in the comment section –  (Do check that your link shows up in the comment section).

Monday “Round-up” includes all links posted in the comment section of this post.

Photo prompt June 4 to June 10, 2019:

Image by Willow Poetry

 

The ancient streets of London, under a full moon

A story old as time was playing out of the feline variety

Lola, a beautiful white Persian had fallen for the ginger tom cat

Whose master had once called him Phillip

Before moving away, leaving him on the streets

Her father, having searched the rooftops

Found her on her own with the chocolates

Phillip had half inched from an open window

She sat, holding his tattered hat

He gave the lecture that so many fathers have done

Little knowing Phillip hung by his claws from the gutter.

Should he take note of these very words coming from her father

That she will end up in the gutter should she continue the courtship

Phillip had washed and pressed his best tie

Worn his only hat which she now clutches

He hangs from the gutter feeling like a criminal

He has no home and lives in the dark alleys of London

He cannot ask her to do the same

Her father is right, she deserves better

With her father’s words ringing in his ear

He wondered, could he find a good place to call home

Elope with his beloved Lola

He heard her say, “Father, I will follow Phillip anywhere.

He will look after me. Love finds a way.”

Phillip had the answer his heart wanted to hear

From the lips of one who loved him…

AAAAA

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Sweet Embrace… #Poetry

 

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Sweet Embrace

Elsa swam across the sea

With lead lined boots, her heart did quake

Her love lies deep below

To his tomb she means to go

Her life so empty it cannot be filled

Of promises that time will heal

His desire for treasures he wished to find

His greatest treasure he left behind

Her tear-filled face when last he breathed

Too late the penny dropped, his eyes closed

She is now forgotten

Her lead lined boots reached the mud below

Her heart filled with a sudden glow

She found her love in a pool of light

Made from cold green sea

She held his hand, heard her name whispered from his lips

Held by time and tide, they lie together now

In sweet eternal embrace…

AAAAA

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