January Greeting

New Year, Calendar, 2021, Typography

The festival annual has come and gone

With wishes of well-being and joy

May this annum from the start

Find you secure and of good-heart


Fan Favourite Challenge #1 – SAME SAME BUT DIFFERENT
Your ‘Same Same But Different’ task is to take the five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing. That’s right, you need to dig out your thesaurus and find a synonym for each word instead. Your words for the fan favourite challenge are:

  • year x x
  • health x
  • happy x x
  • safe x
  • beginning x

Waiting Game

person in black jacket and red knit cap sitting on chair

S&B Vonlanthen at Unsplash


Will come

So I’ll sit and wait

I don’t care if it’s getting late

I’ll sit right here 

And not move away

Until I hear that roof top sleigh

If I get sleepy

And to tiredness succumb 

Just cover me with blankets

Until he comes









Gothic 18: All Hallows’ Eve

Ghost, Halloween, Horror, Bride, White, Death

All Holies’ Day is not yet here

A year has passed since the last one

And now the saintly power gives way to fear

As Teens play with evil just for fun

Late into the evening they shall walk

Lighted pumpkins before the doors

Laughing at powers of which they baulk

Little understanding their horrors

As on them night closes like a pall

Adorned in masks, they think disguise

Aware not of the presence mal

Among them those Teens unwise

So in their revelry they shall go

Still unaware of the risks

Surprised they shall be when they come to know

Strong cold fingers seizing their wrists


A little mood setting for Halloween in the form of a Trolaan (a poem consisting of 4 quatrains. Each quatrain begins with the same letter. The rhyme scheme is abab, and each successive stanza beginning with second letter of the previous stanza.


Party, Carnival, Happy, Beautiful Woman

Image by Ellen26 from Pixabay 

I’ve never been on a Carnival cruise

With luxury cabins and

Captain’s-tables to schmooze

For when I first – went to sea

It was Marines’ compartments

And haze grey for me

Nor have I ever seen Carnival grand

With bright feathered costumes

And steel-drum bands

It’s travelling fairs and village fetes

That have till now

Been my fate

So what does “carnival’ mean to me?

I’m afraid it’s just a word

In the diction-ary




Sunday Writing Prompt – 16th August – Carnival

The Fayre

Carnival, Mardi Gras, Celebration, Mardi Gras Mask


A wandered forth – for a breath of air

And happened upon the village square

It had transformed since I’d last been there

It now sported – a travelling fayre

There were breathers of fire, and a juggling pair

Their costumes elaborate – and their act had flair

The excitement was more than I could bear

So I beat a retreat away from there



Saturday Mix – Rhyme Time:

“This week I am introducing a new challenge to the Saturday Mix – ‘Rhyme Time.

‘Rhyme Time’ focuses on the use of rhyme to build your writing piece. You will be given six rhyming words* and need to use all of them (but not limited to these) in your response, which should be a poetry form of your choice.

*Homophones can be used as alternatives to the challenge words.

Our rhyming words this week are:

  1. square
  2. air
  3. bare (or bear)
  4. flare (or flair)
  5. pair (or pear)
  6. fair (or fare)”

Nativity: An Etheree

Christmas Crib Figures, Jesus Child


Manger born –
Angelic Hosts,
Your nativity
To the shepherds proclaim.
In David’s town, as foretold –
Emmanuel to Earth, You came.
Born King of kings and the Lord of Lords
Yet in the humble stable’s hay you were lain.


The Hart of Christmas: Haibun

Reindeer, Norway, Snow, Sami, Mammal


Much has been made of the cold and foggy night which brought Rudolph onto Santa’s team, but he is a late comer as we all know.  Yes – ladies and gentleman, boys and girls –  Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, and Cupid all preceded the red-nosed star of song and film.  But when it comes the the true “Harts of Christmas,”  Dunder and Blixem, that Thunder and Lightening to you and me, were the original stars.  Isn’t it amazing what a good publicist can do for a scrawny red-nosed fawn?  Give me Thunder and Lightening any day!

True Christmas harts fly
Swift Lightening and Thunder
Tow Santa’s sleigh high


Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge December 24, 2019: “Heart of Christmas”

The prompt was for a poem, but I couldn’t resist the pun so went with a haibun.

Advent Thoughts

the cross of christ

image: chuchleaders.com

Advent has come,

For many,  a manger to seek.

But that precious Babe we all adore

Was born  – an appointment to keep.

Gold and incense in the straw were laid,

But with bitter myrrh by their side.

The great joy of His coming

Shepherds did spread

It’s fulfillment – would make Mary weep.






Feast of Stephen

Today is Boxing Day here in England, and in much of “the British World.” The term is relatively new (19th Century), but the practices linked to it are much older. It revolves around the idea of “Christmas Boxes” which were given to formal servants or others who had provided “service” such as postmen, etc.

Christmas Boxes often contained bonuses, small gifts, and often small parcels old clothes or leftover food from the more “well to do” benefactors’ Christmas celebrations.

This spirit of giving is linked to the day in its more Christian manifestation: St Stephen’s Day.  Many people in the English speaking world know of it as “The feast of Stephen,” as mentioned in the carol Good King Wenceslas.

Wenceslas was known for his acts of charity and alms. In the song he is depicted as  wandering through the snow to give relief to the down trodden,


Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay ‘round about
Deep and crisp and even;
Brightly shone the moon that night,
Though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight,
Gath’ring winter fuel.

“Hither, page, and stand by me,
If thou know’st it, telling,
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?”
“Sire, he lives a good league hence,
Underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence,
By Saint Agnes’ fountain.”

“Bring me flesh and bring me wine,
Bring me pine logs hither;
Thou and I will see him dine,
When we bear them thither.”
Page and monarch forth they went,
Forth they went together,
Through the rude wind’s wild lament
And the bitter weather.

“Sire, the night is darker now,
And the wind blows stronger;
Fails my heart, I know not how,
I can go no longer.”
“Mark my footsteps, good my page,
Tread thou in them boldly;
Thou shalt find the winter’s rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly.”

In his master’s steps he trod,
Where the snow lay dinted;
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed.
Therefore, Christian men, be sure,
Wealth or rank possessing,
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing.

(lyrics source: https://www.christmasmusicsongs.com)

This giving of oneself ultimately follows the example of Stephen himself, who gave his life in service of God.  He is noted as the first Christian martyr, and his example of piety is a model for us.  We may never be called upon to “lay down our lives for a friend,” in a literal manner, but we can give of ourselves and our resources, as did Wenceslas, and the “box-givers” of the past.