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EVICTION OF REASON: Ragtag Daily Prompts

For my next poetic offering, I’ve amalgamated Monday’s and Tuesday’s Ragtag Daily Prompts: CONNIPTION & YAMMERING respectively.


It looked like he was having a right conniption
On the verge of a nervous breakdown
His sanity in the process of complete eviction
Yammering on about something or other
Incomprehensible; nonsensical
There seemed to be no appeasing
Completely hysterical
Hammering the final nails into his coffin of reason
I couldn’t make it out!
One of the most impressive and animated one man conversations I’ve ever witnessed!
Even though I was watching a man lose his mind
With an unsettling swiftness
Those who say that healing comes with time
Have never seen the corrosive effects
Of grief and loss
And loneliness.

Should you wish to participate in the prompts then you can access them through the following links: πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡

GOLDEN BRIDGE; RECTANGLES OF LIGHT: Sadje’s #WhatDoYouSee #WDYS Poetry Image Prompt #163

Image credit: Mohamed Almari @ Pexels

For the visually challenged reader, Sadje has provided us with an image which shows a shot of Golden Gate Bridge taken from the shore for our poetic inspiration. There is a dramatic sky in the background. Below lies my contribution πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡


The eyes of heaven
Pierce down
Through 2 gaps in the clouds
In rectangles of blue
Smiling upon the majestic
Golden Gate Bridge
(Connecting 2 counties
Whilst hanging in the sky)
Stretching across the Bay
Of San Francisco
In the guise of
Sunlit Amber
Trying to force it’s way through
Lighting up a portion
of the ocean,
The waves there grateful
And basking in it’s glow
With the rest of the sea
Under the cover of
Awaiting the gates of cumulus
To open
And let the full glory
Of the sun
Shine it’s rays upon them
A golden light
For a golden bridge
Connecting the night to day

Should you wish to participate in the prompt then you can access it through the following link: πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡


Afternoon folks! Hope ye all had a lovely weekend! πŸ™πŸ€žπŸ˜ Welcome back to my weekly Blog Goals for the Week Ahead where I set out my blog schedule and creative goals for the coming week. Hope it helps inspire you all! πŸ€žπŸ™πŸ˜

From the first Monday of the New Year, I’ll be adding something extra to my running quotes posts with personal quotes or lessons I’ve learned from my running experiences since I began running again. Having already posted my 1st motivational running quote of the week, we’ll get cracking with Tuesday’s line up!

First up will, hopefully, be my response to Sadje’s latest #WhatDoYouSee #WDYS Poetry Image Prompt. If you want to participate in the prompt then you can access it through the following link:

This will be followed up by

On Wednesday I’ll be posting the 2nd of my motivational running quotes of the week with ye which will be followed up by the d’Verse Poetics Prompt which always provides an intriguing & thought provoking challenge! 😁

On Thursday, I’ll finally be getting around to reciting UNFORGIVING SUN for my Throwback Thursday series of Poetry Readings. Kids were out sick last week so it’s difficult to record anything when they’re home. No complaints though as that’s how things go sometimes. And they needed the rest. And perhaps zomwth

Then on Friday, I hope to make a return to my Poetry Quotes Blog where I select a couple of poetry quotes that speak to me; break them down; analyse them and apply the lessons learned to our lives as poets and readers alike. This is of course after my 3rd inspirational running quote of the week.

On Saturday, I’ll be responding to some poetry prompts, be they Ragtag Daily Prompts; Moonwashed Weekly Prompt or Weave Written Weekly so keep an eye out for that. This of course will precede my final motivational running quote of the week.

It’ll all be rounded up by my weekly Sunday Blog Recap with links to all the blogs I posted during the previous week. But I’ll be allowing for more flexibility in my posts from now on because and in case things don’t go as planned. Until next Monday, mind yourselves; stay creative and take care. πŸ€žπŸ™πŸ˜


Evening folks! Hope ye’re all having a lovely weekend! πŸ€žπŸ™πŸ˜ Welcome to my weekly Blog Recap with links to all the blogs I posted during the previous week. Especially designed for those of you who have busy lives outside of the WordPress blogosphere.

On Monday, Wednesday, Friday & Saturday, I shared a motivational running quote with ye. Here’s the links to all of them:

On Tuesday, I posted my Blog Goals for the Week Ahead where I set out my blog schedule and creative goals for the coming week. This was followed up later in the day my response to d’Verse’s latest Quadrille Prompt encouraging us to write a 44 word poem using the word “Warm” or a variation thereof. Below are the links to both of them:

Then on Wednesday I published my 2nd & 3rd poems of the week in response to Sadje’s latest #WhatDoYouSee #WDYS Poetry Image Prompt and d’Verse’s most recent Poetics Prompt respectively. You’ll find the links to them below: πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡

On Thursday, I published my 4th poem of the week written in response to Eugi’s Moonwashed Weekly Prompt challenging us to write a poem using the word: NONSENSICAL. Here’s the link:

Then, on Saturday I wrote my final poem of the week inspired by fellow blogger: michnavs reflection on International Day Against Violence to Women a couple of weeks ago. It’s called ANOTHER HIT and here’s the link:

This was followed up earlier today by my response to Saturday’s and Sunday’s Ragtag Daily Prompts with a piece titled: RESTLESS SOUL; UPROOTED. The link to it is below:

That’s it for the Recap up this week folks! πŸ‘πŸ˜ Thanks very much for stopping by and joining me on my weekly catch up! πŸ˜πŸ™πŸ˜Š Until next Sunday mind yourselves; stay creative and take care!


For this week’s Ragtag Daily Prompt, I’ve composed a poem comprising of Saturday and Sunday’s prompt titled RESTLESS SOUL; UPROOTED. Hope that ye enjoy the read! πŸ™πŸ€žπŸ˜πŸ“–


Jenny was a travelling soul
A helpless sojourner
Unable to rest
And always on the move
Never putting down roots
Or staying in a particular town
For any meaningful length of time.
Nor forming any friendships
Or intimate attachments
For fear she’d get too settled
And have to uproot her family
Young girl and baby boy
She grew up in an orphanage
Having never knew her own parents
You can’t miss what you never knew,
I suppose.
“They both died in a car crash
While her mum was in labour.”
Or so she’d been told.
This left her without any roots
Or sense of home & place
And a gigantic hole in her heart

One of the few things the nuns
Had taught her however
Was how to plant stuff.
Flowers; trees & plants
Of all shapes; sorts & sizes
Potatoes; carrots; parsnips etc
Which they would then sell to the local farmers market.
All with the hope of teaching the kids to be self sufficient
They all had a home,
A place where they laid down roots; grew and blossomed into what they were meant to be.

Why couldn’t she do the same?
What was she so afraid of?
Jenny knew that
She’d have to settle down eventually.
For the sake of Jesse & Harper at least
It wasn’t fair on them, this constant moving around.
Every couple of weeks, it was somewhere new.
It was exhausting!
They took it in good spirits but you can tell it’s taking it’s toll!
But it was hard to quell
This restless spirit inside her.
This search for adventure
And those itchy feet,
Well they needed to be scratched.

Should you wish to participate in the prompts then you can access them through the following links:


This piece was inspired by a post fellow blogger: Michnavs wrote a week or two back honouring the International Day Against Violence to Women (I think) Below lies the results πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡


It’s another hit
But not of the musical kind
Leaves a woman
Scared out of their wits,
quivering in fear
Wishing she could rewind
(Instead of dancing on the floor)
Holding back the tears
With a black eye & a swollen lip
What excuse will she give this time?
“I walked into the door
or I tripped”.
“Where were you?”
“Who were you with?”
He roars!
Or snidely remarks.
This type
Any type.
Of violence
And control
It doesn’t sit
well with me.
Just begets silence
Very little sympathy
And that’s the problem you see
Domestic abuse is so endemic
As to become normalised
She’s traumatised
And so is he!
(It’s all hideous)
Though he’s ashamed to admit
That he gets hit
So he stays silent
And grits
It out.
But we need to stamp it out
Raise a shout!
And not quietly sit
On the fence
Of deliberate indifference
Pretending that it
Doesn’t happen
Because it does
And it is.
As we speak
To people we deem
Tough as teak
On the verge
Of defeat
As they retreat
Into themselves
A shell of their
Former selves.
Taking another hit
While we scroll
And sift
Insta photos
And Facebook posts
While the ones
We love the most
Are literally
Getting knocked
From pillar to post
It’s another hit
But not of the musical kind
And I’m left wondering
Why can’t we be more kind?

ABSENCE OF COMMON SENSE: Moonwashed Musings Weekly Prompt (Nonsensical)

This week over at Moonwashed Musings Weekly Prompt Eugi encouraged us to write a poem using the word: Nonsensical. Below lies my contribution: πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡


It’s ludicrous
So humorous
And frivolous
I’m skeptical
As to whether
You really thought this out

New to this
My consensus
A pure spectacle
Not Immune to this
By your absence
Of common sense

If you want to participate in the prompt then you can access it through the following link:

NATURE’S HIDE & SEEK: dVerse Poetics – The Landscape Sleeps, Ekphrastic Prompt

John Atkinson Grimshaw, A November Morning (1883)

Evening folks! This week, over at d’Verse Poetics, Merril has provided us with 4 November themed paintings for reflection & our Ekphrastic inspiration. I chose the painting above by John Atkinson Grimshaw. Below lies my contribution! Hope ye enjoy the read. πŸ€žπŸ™πŸ˜πŸ“–πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡


Trees standing tall
Side by side
Spindly branches
Stripped bare,
An imposing brick house
In nature’s interpretation
Of hide & seek.
Their clothing of leaves
Now carpeting the street
In beautiful autumnal colours.
A solitary woman,
Replete with bonnet
Atop her head
And laundry in hand,
Walking briskly
Up the winding footpath
On the way
To complete her errands
Under the dreary gaze
Of a brown/yellow-ish sky
Pale; cold & sunless

Should you wish to participate in the prompt then you can access it through the following link: πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡πŸ‘‡

WARNING SIGN: Sadje’s #WhatDoYouSee #WDYS Poetry Image Prompt #162

For the visually challenged reader, Sadje has given us this image above which shows a sign saying; β€œYou have been warned β€œ it’s lit up in yellow color light over a reddish background. Below lies my contribution:

You have been warned
This is not a drill,
I repeat
This is not a drill!
No fancy neon sign
With red & yellow light
To display & adorn
Your wall.
Woman is not the only
One you need to be aware of
When they’re scorned.
Time can be an unforgiving muse,
If you don’t take your chances,
Unrelenting; forward flowing
Not there for your amuse-
Ment. Or they’ll become opportunities
You now mourn
Only you can choose
Whether you’ll heed this warning
Don’t leave it till the morning.
As you may not have the time.

If you want to participate in the prompt then you can access it through the following link:

LINGERING EMBRACE OF WARMTH: d’Verse Quadrille Prompt (Warm)

This week over at d’Verse, msjadeli has encouraged us to think “warm” thoughts and write a Quadrille (44 words aside from the title) centred around the word. Below lies my contribution, hope it brings warmth to your soul! πŸ€žπŸ™πŸ€—πŸ˜Š

Like your favourite comforting blanket
Like the early morning rays of sun
Like the lingering embrace of a loved one
Like the 1st cuppa of the day
Like the flow of water from a hot tap on an ice cold hand

If you wish to participate in the prompt then you can access it through the following link:

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