Haiku from the Hill You watch me, I stare Sexual expression viewed I, Erotica Copyright © JRFC November 2018
It's my second anniversary today. "Second" I hear you say. Allow my to explain, very briefly; we've been married for quite awhile but we've been together for much longer. So we like to remember that date as well. Some might say Ahhh, some might say Ewww; I say your absolutely right. Happy Anniversary Mrs, love …
I love this song from the 1996 Disney film The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Sung by Patrick Page and written by Alan Menken and Stephen Schwartz, I think it's a real powerhouse in Disney's Catalogue. Now for a second lets forget it's Disney. If you've not heard this I truly recommend it cos when I called …
Remember It was all patriotic For King and country Ringing in their ears They were prepared Until the day came and the rains fell, mud caked, cold bit and the gas choked Whistles blew for them to climb, breach the trench walls and blood began to flow As they felt the thousands of metal shards speeding by, slicing, piercing; killing …
Let's have some fun. Hands up those who like The X Files? I do; I do !! We Are Not Alone Mysteries from the universe We are not alone UFO’s and little green men Close encounters of the unknown Driving along the highway Stars shine bright in the sky And the full moon seems to …
I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you how brilliant Mr Ryan is but… I’m gonna. He’s Brill, so much so that when I read this my first thought was EAP and The Raven. So with Marks permission check it out !!!
There, can you hear it?
A relentless tapping.
Incessant as the dark which captures the night.
It comes and never leaves. Beating out the marrow of my bones.
Do not shake your head in disbelief, it’s a nightmare for which I seek relief.
Hello, it’s me here the fluttering reminder?
You inside me, what is that sound.
It’s breaking my will and senses down.
I’m the little bird that was on your windowpane.
I came inside when you opened that vein.
And now you tap inside my skull all day?
I’m here yes, and happy to say;
better me than the moths and ghosts.
Who’d nibble at your heart like toast.
If I move to the light, will you follow?
I told you once, your head is not hollow; you know that I am here to stay.
For how long?
Well, I couldn’t say.
I hope my fluttering would lodge…
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As clouds roll o’er hills Autumnal cool Turns to Winter cold Grey blue skies Turn grey black Soon the rains will come And the snow will fall Children will play and Parents will be dismayed And the poet will be content to write For winter is upon us Copyright © JRFC October 2018 …
It's happened again, my second nomination for the Sunshine Blogger Award. What do you say to something like this. Well... Thank you, thank you for reading my blog 'What Amber Thinks' and not only do I hope you stick around to read more I wish you every success with yours.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and Haunted Houses I hope you've enjoyed my week of deviliciousness as much as I've enjoyed writing it. To finish this week off, I came across this chiller while doing my surfing for scary poems. It made me think of the poem 'Evans' that I posted several months back and what may have become of him. Henry …
This could be interesting !! Go on have a try.
It’s Free Thought Thursday and the prompt is WICKED.
This is the last prompt for October’s theme FEAR. On Monday we will be announcing November’s theme.
We look forward to reading your responses.