To arms – dVerse Quadrille Monday

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“Push the door, just a little

and stride into the unknown beyond,”

my brave heart urges, insistent, strong.

I shake my head, in time with my quivering hands,

fight-flight pushing and pulling me

every-which-way.

I think I want to cower.

But I go.

Forward.


 

It’s time for the dVerse Quadrille Monday, where this week Victoria invites us to wrote on the theme of ‘open’ in any manner we choose, as long as we use the quadrille form.

The picture above is the coat of arms for Birmingham (UK), the city of my birth. The lady on the left is holding a book and an artist’s palette, representing art, and the man on the left is a blacksmith, representing industry. It gives me a feeling of strength and determination, very much how the people of Birmingham were, and how I see them (us) still.

I’ve been taking a little breather from writing to regroup, and it’s good to ease myself back in with a quadrille, a form I really enjoy writing in.

Please do head on over to dVerse to read… and take part – why not?

Edge – TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge

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Knife glitters under

moonlight, buried in velvet

with no soft heart. Pause…

 

Think, reconsider

do not take that final step.

Turn back from the edge.


 

It’s time for TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge, where this week our prompt is ‘edge’. This is also the prompt for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge, so I’m also entering there too!

The photo above is of Beachy Head, a beauty spot on the Sussex coast, and also, sadly, a magnet for those who feel that life is too much for them. The cliffs are just too irresistible.  A local charity, the Beachy Head Chaplaincy Team patrol the clifftops in order to give as much help and support to those in distress as they possibly can and save many lives in the process.

By the way, I am not on that precipice, please don’t worry! It was just the first thing that came to mind when seeing the prompt word…

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Perfectly imperfect

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If only…

I could colour the world with the perfect word painting

If only…

I could dip my brush in just the right hue

Quinacridone Gold

to capture the sun’s dawn bright

If only…

It would all just come easily to me

I would be happy.

No – no I wouldn’t.

Those wishes would be soiled

by lack of energy expended

by the missing link between idea and crossing the finish line

because all I would feel would be the end, and not the journey.

There would be no happy accidents along the way

to warm my creative cockles.

Cockles need warming, no?


 

It’s time for dVerse Poetics – hurrah! Mish asks us to write about wishes, in whatever way takes our fancy. This is quite apt – I went to my first life drawing session on Sunday. I’ve never done it before, and did, I confess, get somewhat frustrated with drawing damned hands! There was much use of the eraser, and some under my breath muttering!

But… much of the joy is in the learning, isn’t it!

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