Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Challenge

Cold Hands, Cold Heart

Glacial – the place you called home Glacial – the love you claimed you bore me Glacial – the heart you said was devoted to me Glacial – the smile you seldom turned on me Glacial – the looks that … Continue reading

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Of Brimstone and Butterflies

‘Oh wow!’ exclaimed the camera-cluttered photographer, ‘how am I ever to capture this?’ With his camera setting changed to “burst”—what more could he do—he followed the mercurial mating dance of the brimstone butterfly. 38 words Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing … Continue reading

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To Spin, or Not to Spin …

‘Listen,’ Kerrid said. ‘When you spin fibres to make thread, you do the spinning and the fibres are spun.’ ‘Wrong, Wise-Woman.’ Huat shook his head at her. ‘I don’t spin. If I could do spinning, I wouldn’t need you to … Continue reading

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God of the Zodiac

  Who is the god of the Zodiac? Fleet-footed Mercury with his snake-twined caduceus Or the ever-triumphant Sol Invictus? Maybe it’s jovial Jupiter with his far reach? Or hot-headed Mars first into the breach? No, I’ll tell you, you heathens: … Continue reading

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No Denial

Did you love him? Who me? Don’t be ridiculous. Did you send him that letter? Certainly not. I would not. Did you take the photos? Of him and that girl? No, wasn’t me. Did you tamper with his car? And … Continue reading

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Arise Meander

Arise, Meander, son of wedded waters: Of primal source, Titaness Tethys And all-encircling stream, the chaotic Oceanus. Arise Sir Knight, and spread far your name; Arise in Phrygia, for from Phrygia you came. And never a straight course did he … Continue reading

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For Sophia

I discarded riches, discarded clothes Discarded flesh from off my bones To take the step incomparable To stand before you, Vulnerable. Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

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Beneath the Pier

Down to the shore I went, to find some pressable pieces. A frond of seaweed that looked like a mat. a short frayed length of plastic tat, and a paper bag, with sand pressed in its creases. Back in the … Continue reading

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A Salve for My Skin

Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake … Um, ladies … Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog. Ladies, wait! Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting, Lizard’s leg, and howlet’s … Continue reading

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The Sands of Nag Hammadi

In 1945 thirteen leather-bound papyrus codices were found at Nag Hammadi, Egypt, believed buried after 367 when St Athanasius declared anathema such non-canonical books. Today, all but a few of the 52 treatises recovered are known as the Gnostic Gospels. … Continue reading

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