Wednesday 4 November 2020
Friday 30 October 2020
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Patterns in nature
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Patterns in nature
Friday 23 October 2020
WEP OCTOBER 2020 - REGRETS - DL
WEP OCTOBER CHALLENGE
GRAVE MISTAKE
REGRETS
I didn’t kiss him goodbye
I didn’t wave at the gate
I didn’t text him that day
I didn’t return his call
I didn’t know
My mistake
My guilt
My sin
My fault
My anger
It won’t leave me
I can’t forgive myself
My gravest mistake
Lies in the ground
Covered in dirt
Topped with grass
Weeds grow fast and thick
Hiding my longing
To turn the clock back
Reset the dial
I saw the tall black shadow
Ephemeral through the glass pane
The ringing of the doorbell
Boding of dread
Heart beating fast
Hands trembling
Unlocking the door
Collapsing on the floor
Screams tore through the street
My heart left my soul
How will I survive
Now he’s not alive
Carry on, they said
You can do it, they said
What do they know?
***********
The night was dark, the road empty, an eeriness descended, a
mist enclosed me, suffocating my mind.
That last joint was one too many.
I was happy inside at the party, my mates and my cronies all laughing,
joy was in the room. Then I decided to
go home.
Now the night air fills my lungs as I scream in total
disbelief. The screaming and screeching
of the brakes as I jab my foot down on the pedal. I grip the steering wheel, tried yanking it to
move out of the way but my mind wasn't clear, my eyes deceived me.
It was only a shadow.
A trick of my mind. Seeing
shadows in the hedgerows as I sped past.
The white lines in the middle of the road guided me. All I had to do was keep the wheels in the
centre of the road. It wasn't far to get
home. Five minutes at the most.
Something was up ahead, glaring lights, space orbs coming at
me, right at me, glaring in anger, hurting my eyes. I squinted, raised a hand to shield my retina
from the brightness of the light. A strobe effect blinded me, I trusted to
instinct.
My instinct was wrong.
So wrong.
So very, very wrong.
Squealing of tyres, grating of metal on metal as two solid
shapes entwined, twisted together, crumpled beneath each, rolling over and
over, making me dizzy with vertigo.
A few moments of silence.
Blessed silence.
Reality hit. I’m
upside down in my car. Metallic sounds pinging, pricking my consciousness,
desperately trying to make sense of what had happened. What had just happened.
Fumbling with the seat belt clasp, clawing my way through the
air bag, wrenching open the car door. I
staggered on to hard ground. Blood poured
from my head. My hand hurt, my head
hurt, my legs were like jelly.
Car headlights showed a tangled mess.
I saw a man, not moving, still, static, stationary, inert,
inanimate.
Oh God! Oh God! Oh
God!
Staggering and stumbling to the other wreck, pulling the
mobile from my pocket, with trembling fingers I dialled 999. Stammering and stuttering out that I needed help,
the calm voice in my ear telling me to take a breath and tell them what had
happened and where I was.
A few seconds or minutes, or hours or days later it seemed,
sirens screaming, blue lights flashing, illuminating the road and verge. The
Police, Fire Brigade and Ambulance services all descended on me, hulking masses
of bodies came rushing towards me, at me, bombarding me with questions,
wrapping me in a blanket, then strong arms leading me away.
I tried to look back.
I didn’t want to look back.
I couldn’t look back.
Carnage everywhere.
Blood everywhere.
Noise everywhere.
Twisted, tormented tubes of metal entwining together, two
cars entangled with each other, blue and red flashing lights making the
situation so surreal.
It wasn’t worth it.
I’d taken a life. Not just one
life. I’d taken him from his wife, his
children, his parents, his friends. It
should have been me. If I was going to
be so reckless, it should have been me, not this stranger who happened to be in
the wrong place at the wrong time.
My mistake.
My gravest mistake.
I walked away.
A scratch
A bruise
A sprain or two.
One man gone
Forever, no more.
How can I live?
With what I did?
It was fun at the time
I’ve committed a crime
Not only in law
In my heart
That still beats
Hard and strong
I did wrong
So wrong.
I wish I could turn back the clock.
A 6’ x 8’ oblong concrete block.
Is how I spend my time
For my entire lifetime
***********
Late leaving the office
He had no sense
Of what was to come
He just wanted to get home
Apologise
Make up to his wife
She was his life
He couldn’t live without her
It was such an inane row
He looked down on his wife
Alone now in her life
He wants to be with her
Comfort her
Wrap his arms around her
He smells her perfume
Like flowers in bloom
He tastes her salty tears
Wishes they had more years
He feels his essence disappear
He tries to draw near
Her eyes are glassy
She glances bravely
In to the sky
To say her final goodbye
She can’t feel him
His light grows dim
***********
I can’t believe you’ve gone
It was too soon
Too sudden
To depart
From this earth
From this life
I think of you every day
In many ways
In my periphery
I see you
I remember you
A few days have gone by
I haven’t cried
The tears will come
At home
On my own
Suppressing the feelings
Touching on nerve endings
A sound
A thought
A song
A phrase
The silence is unbearable
The bond unbreakable
You are gone
It’s too late
Word count: 964
Wednesday 21 October 2020
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Orange and Green (separately or combined)
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Orange and Green (separately or combined)
Orange teddy bears on a green hat trinket box
Friday 16 October 2020
Wednesday 14 October 2020
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Pink and Yellow (separately or combined)
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Pink and Yellow (separately or combined)
Tuesday 6 October 2020
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: All about buildings: Tiny Buildings
This week’s CFFC topic is All about buildings: Tiny Buildings – houses, birdhouse/nest, dog house, toy houses, sheds, campers (caravans), etc. Be creative and mostly have a lot of fun.
This challenge both new and archived photos are allowed. The main purpose of this challenge is to create community and get to know each other through photography.
Here are my photos for this week's challenge:
Bird boxes on the side of a house |
Bird house in branches of a tree |
Those were the days, great memories of holidays in our camper van |
Fairy house |
Steps up side of fairy house |
Thursday 1 October 2020
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Pets and Farm Animals