A Multiple Word Prompt Poem – A Letter from Beryl.

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“Dearest Darling,

I thought I’d sit down and write you this letter,

I’m bored you see, and there’s nothing better,

I can think of to do to spend my time,

This yoga retreat is far from sublime!

I’m sick of the beach and the waves and the sea,

The nightlife is dull and there’s no variety.

I’ve lost track of the seashells I’ve managed to exhume.

from out of the confines of my swimming costume.

It’s so boring here I’m tempted to jump

into the canal. I’ve really got the hump.

There’s no television to watch, no booze to drink,

All I can do is sit here and think.

And even though I can’t overindulge,

there’s no sign whatever of losing my bulge!

So, Darling, I beg you, In my humble way,

Send me a big bar of Chocolate today.”

 

And that was the last letter he’d had from his Beryl,

Before she went quite mad and turned rather feral.

So before you spend a fortune on a yoga retreat,

Remember poor Beryl and just watch what you eat.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 15/February/2019

 

This poem was written for the Three Things Challenge, now hosted by Paula of Light Motifs II

The Three things were: Seashells, Yoga and Letter.

https://lightmotifs.wordpress.com/2019/02/14/three-things-challenge-pl1/

 

I have also included the following word prompts:

 

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/02/15/humble/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/02/15/rdp-friday-canal/

FOWC with Fandango — Variety

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/02/15/your-daily-word-prompt-overindulgence-february-15-2019/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Valentines Day Poem – Passion Fashion.

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I have often said that I don’t DO Valentine’s day, It is just a commercial load of tripe, but I have succumbed to the pressure and have written a love poem. I suppose there must be something in the air (not just the air freshener).

 

Passion Fashion

It seems passion is in fashion

For today at least,

But I prefer something

Longer lasting than

This particular Saints day feast.

Something durable,

Intimate, Uncurable,

And totally insurable.

A love that means I’m bitten,

By a life-long love bug,

A totally smitten kitten,

Just waiting for its hug.

So, for me, today is just the same

As all the ones that come and go,

They may not have the fancy name,

Of Valentines, but I hope you know,

That, to me love is not just a game,

A flighty ebb and flow,

But seriously, deliriously

I will always love you so.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 14/February/2019

 

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/02/14/rdp-thursday-intimate/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/02/14/smitten/

FOWC with Fandango — Durable

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/02/14/your-daily-word-prompt-passion-february-14-2019/

 

More Relaxing Mood Music

I have been sharing with you some music I like to listen to in order to keep me calm and relaxed. It is a tribute to some great composers who have harnessed the magic of music to change moods and minds.

 

1. This is the Adagio from the Concierto De Aranjuez by  Joaquin Rodrigo. This piece really taps into the emotions, it is calm and yet also rouses passion. It also beautifully encapsulates the essence of Spain.

2. By Contrast, this is a beautiful relaxing piece of music by the composer George Butterworth that is quintessentially English – The Banks of Green Willow

3. And it wouldn’t be a relaxing playlist without Enya, – Only Time.

 

I hope you like my selection.

🙂

FOWC with Fandango — Tribute

 

An Elfchen Challenge – A new creation.

My pal, Mel of the blog Crushed Caramel, has tagged me in a new challenge. See her post below:

https://crushedcaramel.wordpress.com/2019/02/13/i-have-never-even-heard-of-an-elfchen/comment-page-1/?unapproved=6112&moderation-hash=31a298e9375e8babb6339ef4a020dffc#comment-6112

Like Mel, I had not heard of an Elfchen. I flippantly thought it was what you got when you crossed an Elf with a Munchkin, possibly with a bit of Oompaloompah thrown in for good measure.

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Well, if you’d like an excellent explanation of what an elfchen actually is, click on Mel’s post, she explains it beautifully and wrote a lovely one to demonstrate.

Here is my attempt:

 

Innovate,

Create something

Worthy of adulation.

A tribute to God’s

Creation.

 

I think that meets the requirements, and I am also quite chuffed that I have managed to include three of today’s daily prompts. I couldn’t hope for better. (Oh there goes a fourth 😉 )

I have just realised that this is also the challenge for the Go Dog Go Cafe Tuesday’s Writing Challenge! Click the link below if you’d like to take part:

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge February 12, 2019

 

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/02/13/rdp-wednesday-innovative/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/02/13/your-daily-word-prompt-adulation-february-13-2019/

FOWC with Fandango — Tribute

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/02/12/hope/

Tell the Story Challenge – Light of Hope

Teresa, The Haunted Wordsmith has tagged me in this tell the story challenge with this great picture. See her post below and check out the great story she wrote called The Shadow Man:

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/02/12/the-shadow-man/comment-page-1/#comment-13717

 

Here is my fictional story:

I grew up on a rocky island on the west coast of Scotland. There were a few people eking out a living from that poor soil. A few crofters farming and keeping those scrawny tough sheep that were the only kind that could survive the winter storms. We had a little community that grew up around the lighthouse. My grandfather was the lighthouse keeper and my Mother was the baker. Twelve families survived on the island, we even had a small school that I went to with seven other children. The school teacher was a crotchety old lady by the name of Mrs MacReady her husband was the minister of the small church or Kirk.

Growing up there had been tough but I remember we were a close-knit community and there was plenty of love.

Time swept by and before I knew it, I was too old to attend the small community school. Three of us were now old enough to go to big school. Myself, Rory Campbell and Alexander MacLeod. I remember the day when we had to board the ferry that took us across the water to the town. It was too long a journey to make daily. We would be living in ‘digs’ until the end of the term. It would be three whole months before we would see our families again. I stood there on the dockside shivering, not from the cold but petrified with fear. I had never been ‘off island’ before. People did make the crossing to buy things but I had never had any interest in leaving my home.

“Cheer up Lad” Grandfather called out to me. “If ever you get homesick, just look out to sea and you’ll see the light from my lighthouse and you’ll know all is well.”

I used to stare out of the window in that attic bedroom and see the light sweep past. It became the light of hope to me. I knew everything was safe at home and one day I’ll see it again.

 

Thanks, Teresa, for tagging me:

 

I am going to tag the following people:

Fiddler Pie

https://wideeyedwanderingspoonie.wordpress.com/2019/02/12/found-poetry-february-day-10-haiku-for-a-cold-morning/

🤗February 12, 2019: Quote of The day & My Thoughts

No don’t feel under any pressure if you don’t want to take part, but if you fancy it, the challenge is to write a story or poem based on the picture I give you. Then you need to nominate three people and give them a picture to inspire, thus the Tell the story challenge keeps going.

Here is the picture:

Have Fun

FOWC with Fandango — Petrified

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/02/12/hope/

Keeping calm – Music to relax to.

If you’ve read one of my previous posts, you’ll know that I am having a few health issues at the moment.

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2019/02/10/swelling-protuberances-and-apologies/

I have been experiencing random swellings, that can flare up without rhyme or reason.

I have been told by a medical expert that I trust, to take antihistamines and to keep calm.

So, I thought I would share with you some of the music I am listening to in order to achieve this sense of inner calm.

1. Fleetwood Mac – Albatross

2. Cavatina, Theme from the Deerhunter by John Williams

3. Chi Mai – Ennio Morricone

 

And finally,

Caribbean Blue by Enya.

 

What music do you like to listen to when you need to keep calm?

 

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/02/11/trust/

FOWC with Fandango — Reason

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/02/11/rdp-monday-flare/

 

 

Swelling, Protuberances and Apologies.

I have been totally lacklustre today.

I woke up with a strange swelling in my face. I have had random strange swellings (Not the kind you’re thinking of) before. I have been diagnosed with Idiopathic Angioedema, which sounds really cool, but what that just means is that parts of my body, specifically the layer beneath my skin, will swell up and the Idiopathic bit means, they don’t know why.

I have been taking tablets to keep it at bay, antihistamines, but they don’t always do the trick.

It could be caused by a virus or a bacterial infection in my blood, that whizzes around causing my own bodies autoimmune system to swell up to stop it.

It isn’t painful, only uncomfortable and quite scary.

The consultant gave me some sage advice. “Don’t panic,” he said, “It will only make the condition worse” he added.

“Worse?” I responded but what I said was barely audible because my lips had swollen to the size of an R&B artist’s bottom implants.

That was back when it first happened and I was concerned I was going to end up having an anaphylactic shock.

Now I just tend to scream on the inside.

So, I apologise for not being very productive blogwise today. Hopefully, normal service will resume soon.

I hope none of you decides to unfollow me in a fit of pique, due to my poor performance of today.

I’ll have a good nights sleep tonight, then I should be back with you tomorrow, my usual enthusiastic, imaginative and creative self.

Good evening.

 

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/02/10/blood/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/02/10/rdp-sunday-sage/

FOWC with Fandango — Pique

 

 

 

 

Leaving – A Multiple Word Prompt Story.

The home was no longer provided the sanctuary that it once had.

It was strange how just one person made a home and when they were gone, all that was left was a bunch of disconnected people living within brick walls.

The love and nurture she had known were gone. There was no one left here to provide her heart and soul with the nutrition she needed to survive.

She’d decided it was time to go. It had taken her a while to write the note which she now propped up against the Microwave in the kitchen.

Then she gently pulled closed the door and stepped out into the early morning light.

The dragging of her small suitcase echoed around the street of crowded houses, but no lights went on. No one stirred.

She walked up to the Petrol Garage at the top of the road. She’d made her decision. There was nothing left to do now, except call the Taxi and count down the minutes until it came.

This was the first day of the rest of her life.

 

 

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/02/09/taxi/

https://swimmersweek.wordpress.com/2019/02/09/count/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/02/09/rdp-saturday-sanctuary/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/02/09/your-daily-word-prompt-nutrition-february-9-2019/

FOWC with Fandango — Garage

 

Tell the Story – The Windfalls

“What’s in the bundle?” the man asked the ragamuffin as he scampered out of the woods with a red spotted handkerchief held over his shoulder on the end of a pole.

“Nuffin'” said the young scamp.

“Well, if’s it Nothing, then why not let me see?” came the man’s response.

Little Charley had seen men like him before, looking all Ritzy in their fancy clothes, but still with a mind to take from those with less swank. He quickly jumped down and through the man’s open legs and ran off up the street.

“Here, come back.” Cried the man. He tried to give chase but the boy was too fast for him. Who’d have thought that a scrawny boy, with no meat on his bones and less strength than a fly, could move so fast?

Little Charley ran down a muddy alleyway between two cottages, away from the main street. Tucked behind the main row of houses was a wooden hovel. It was where his old grandmother lived. She had been poorly and so he had gone to get her a present.

He ran through the door and plonked himself down on the wooden stool in front of the fire.

In her usual chair in the corner, his old grandmother sat puffing at her tobacco pipe. The air reeked with the pungent smell, but it gave her comfort. She was curmudgeonly old baggage, but he loved her.

“What’s that you got there Charley?” His grandmother asked, coughing and spluttering but taking a puff from her pipe despite her cough.

“It’s a present for you, Gran. It’s some of the last windfall apples. I thought they would make you feel better.”

“Ah, you’re a good boy, Charley. A good boy.”

 

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/02/08/strength/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/02/08/rdp-friday-baggage/

FOWC with Fandango — Ritzy

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/02/08/your-daily-word-prompt-bundle-february-8-2019/

 

I was tagged in this Tell the Story Challenge by BereavedSingleDad, see the post below:

Tell the Story Challenge

Thank you for tagging me, I do enjoy these challenges.

 

So here is a picture for anyone who would like to have a go at this Tell the Story Challenge: Write a story or poem based on this:

 

So this is open to anyone who reads this, likes the picture and wants to have a go. Have fun. 🙂

 

Tell the Story Challenge – Mental Cruelty

Sadje of the Blog, Keep it Alive has tagged me in a Tell the Story Challenge, see the post here:

Tell the story Challenge #11

I believe this challenge was created by the Eclectic Contrarian, and so I would like to thank both of them, Sadje for tagging me and the EC for coming up with the concept.

Here is the picture that Sadje has chosen for me:

As the Marmalade Kitty Cat heard it’s humans’ car pull off the drive, he ran into the living room to look again at the new toy they bought.

Slowly he stepped up closer. “It sure look like goldie fish” thought Kitty.

Gingerly he sniffed at it. “It sure smells like goldie fish” Kitty thought.

It came as a revelation when Kitty pounced and knocked over the ornament that it was not a fish in a bowl at all! It was some plastic construct made to look and smell just like the real thing!

Kitty couldn’t comprehend who would manufacture such a cruel thing!

In order to make it clear that he was not happy, he left his humans a little coming home present on the mat.

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 08/February/2019

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/02/07/revelation/

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/02/07/rdp-thursday-manufacture/

FOWC with Fandango — Construct

 

So who shall I tag?

JP the Wide-eyed Wanderer

https://wideeyedwanderingspoonie.wordpress.com/2019/02/06/wide-eyed-wanderings-broad-bay-nz/

Kristian of Life Lessons from Around the Dinner Table

https://lifelessonsaroundthedinnertable.wordpress.com/2019/02/06/romantic-movies-day-5/

Bereaved Single Dad.

Cheesy Music.

 

So you know the rules? Take the picture I provide and write a story, poem or anecdote about it, then tag three others and provide them with a picture of your own.

The most important rule is to have fun.

Also if you don’t fancy having a go, then that’s fine.

Here is the picture: