The tragic tale of the fondant snail

Robbie Cheadle delights us with a children’s poem. Please, read on…

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The brown fondant snail suffered a terrible fate,

It happened last night, not very late.

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It wasn’t the cat, giving him a lick,

and making him look quite pale and sick.

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It wasn’t the Hamstah’s over for the evening,

and having a snack before suddenly leaving.

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No, it was Silly Willy, who thought for a lark,

he’d jump on the photography table in the dark.

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The snail, under his bottom, was squashed quite flat,

and resembled something like a paint splat.

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Poor little Willy was quite distraught,

His Mom’s hard work had come to naught.

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He silently slunk off and climbed into his bed,

Where he sorrowfully confessed while blushing red.

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And that, dear friends, is the end of this tale,

About the tragic demise of the fondant snail.

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by Robbie Cheadle

Robbie and Michael Cheadle are the co-authors of the Sir Chocolate Book series and Robbie Cheadle is the author…

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RANGER

If you enjoyed VIXEN by Dewin Nefol, you’ll love Part 2! Please, read on…

Jake Sweeny is entertaining a merry fellowship of players at camp-side with continued publication of words from his expanding journal. The group are waiting for the start of new adventures – or the continuation of the last adventure –  travelling en route together towards their final destination in Camelot. They have time to relax and perhaps chance to dream, much like Jake who has been moon-gazing again.

He tells me this is Part 2 of Vixen, which precedes this post – https://dewinnefol.wordpress.com/2017/07/23/vixen/

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~ The Wizard of Wands ~ Jake’s Journal ~

~ Ranger ~ By ~ Jake Sweeny ~

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Fleet footed through a dark forest night

she foxtrotted her path left and right.

I followed I chased I dashed and raced,

into her darkness I quickly haste.

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Each turn she took she cast back a look

ensuring I tracked her ghost trail.

Dancing and prancing across brush and brook

with moon lighting her flaming red tail.

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More quiver than shiver we moved…

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VIXEN

Dewin Nefol gifts us with a delightful narrative poem that is rich in imagery and rhyme. This is a treat to savor! Please, read on…

~ The Wizard of Wands ~ Jake’s Journal ~

~ Vixen ~ By ~ Jake Sweeny ~

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Beneath a thick lick of balmy soup

I am reflecting in a moonbeam.

As I lie I try recalling lost lines,

Spoken earlier before this dream…

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“So far solar to go,” I said,

“She never ceases her glide.”

“Upon great wings she flies in crystal skies

always travelling so far and wide.”

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“An elevated flight,” added Master Scribe,

“One always flying into the Sun.”

“Only Eagles dare stare at Heaven’s flare,

without ever being undone.”

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Selene presses her gaze infuses her haze,

Entices me into her trance.

And here I stay with my eyes all glazed,

My mind enchanted by romance.

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When by my side a dark shadow I spied,

a flick of slick suddenly dive and dart.

Still lost in a dream I follow the gleam

with a rising pulse…

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Poetry – Consciousness – a poem about the most amazing result of evolution- possibly the most complex thing in the universe.

Opher Goodwin shares wonderful verses expressing appreciation for consciousness. Please, treat yourself and read on…

Opher's World

Consciousness

I was taking a break from taming the beast that is ivy on the wall when I was thinking about consciousness.

I have senses that enable me to see the world, a brain to think, a sense of identity and an appreciation of everything.

The world is wondrous. The universe is spectacular. Wouldn’t it be a shame if there were no eyes to witness it, no minds to appreciate the awe and wonder. Evolution is great.

Now so long ago the wonders of the heavens were not known and microscopic life unseen. Now we have instruments and machines to enhance our senses. It is an incredible age we live in. Our eyes are fully open to all possibility.

Yet what are we? A flash of electricity? A chemical flow? A wave of polarisation? A network of connections? The sum is always greater than the parts!

 

Conciousness

 

A…

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“Glimpses Across The Barricades” #Poetry in progress. ‘In Dreams of A Perfect World’ by Suzanne Burke.

Author and poet Suzanne Burke gifts us with another poetic gem born of her life experiences, blooming in her heart, and emanating from her soul. Please, read on…

Welcome to the World of Suzanne Burke.

Welcome to ‘Glimpses Across the Barricades’ This poem was included in the epilogue of my book “Faint Echoes of Laughter”.

In A  Perfect World

by

Suzanne Burke

Dreams of aperfect world image

As I lay snugly warm and safe
Within my families womb
My heart begins a slow sad ache
For another child will cry tonight
Another child will die tonight
What was once their home
will become their tomb

Anger tears me as I read
The desperate plead of a child in need
How can we continue to ignore
The deafening cries from every land?
Can the balance be restored or
Are we so desensitized to pain
That we can’t give
Without thought of gain

If I had but one wish to make
Then that wish would surely be
That when my own sweet child has grown,
and if fate so decrees

I’ll hold her own children on my knee
And when I lay them…

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💕 THE HEART’S LULLABY 💕 It’s #BookRelease Day! #RRBC #IARTG

Canadian poet, Natalie Ducey, is celebrating the release of her new poetry collection “The Heart’s Lullaby” – Please, read on, and then join me in that incredibly long line at Amazon to get your copy!

Natalie Ducey

Today, I’m so thrilled to release my second book of poetry, The Heart’s Lullaby.

It is currently available in eBook format via Amazon, Kobo, Indigo/Chapters, Barnes and Noble, and iTunes. The paperback will be available in July. I’m pretty much in a constant state of excitement. My current excitement to nervous ratio is holding steady at 70:30.

This has been such an incredible journey. When I published my first book, The Heart’s Journey Home in 2015, I didn’t have a website, Twitter handle, Facebook page, or Google+ and Pinterest profiles. I entered the world of social media and everything changed. I connected with so many amazingly talented, incredibly supportive authors, that I’m now humbled to call dear friends. Thank you to everyone, old friends and new, for you are a part of this exquisite journey.

To my family, thank you for your love, support, and encouragement as I delve…

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‘Glimpses Across The Barricades’ #Poetry #Memoir “The Tears We Just Can’t Cry.”

Suzanne Burke gifts us with verses born in emotion and steeped in life’s turbulent waters. I am moved. Please, read on…

Welcome to the World of Suzanne Burke.

Welcome again to my Poetry in Progress. This particular poem was written in the days after the last of the valiant kids I’d lived with on the streets ended his life.  It is one of many poems I’ve written for and about those dear people. All damaged strangers, they took me into their hearts, their home, and their lives.  My journey through life was forever altered by their existence and forever bereft at their loss.

Glimpses Across The Barricades

 The Tears We Just Can’t Cry.

Dedicated with love to all the kids from ‘The Palace’

By

Suzanne Burke

Broken hearted

There are those that never cry them

Those tears that cleanse the soul

For the rivers they create

Will never make them whole.

The anger they hold to them

Like a dark defensive shield

Holds back a tide of tenderness

Only undamaged ones can feel

Dark dreams forever taunt them

Laughing at…

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