Leg end of lamb stewMinted jelly on the sideRoast potatoes too. Eugi’s weekly prompt – Legend https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/69221687/posts/62667 https://amanpan.com/2020/04/20/eugis-weekly-prompt-legend-april-20-2020/
Author: Joseph R. Mason
Published author, poet, orator, blogger, father, grandfather, evangelical christian, theologian, counsellor.
Haiku.
A haiku is traditionally a Japanese poem consisting of three short lines that do not rhyme. The origins of haiku poems can be traced back as far as the 9th century. A haiku is considered to be more than a type of poem; it is a way of looking at the physical world and seeing …
Modern Slavery 2020
Modern Slavery 2020 Is it me, the world, stupidity or wit?The heights of joy and gladness, the deepest darkest pitThe depths of cruel depravity, for all the world to seeWas slavery abolished in 1833?Why not ask the young girl, shackled to her bedIn filthy rags and sperm stained sheets, raped, molested, red raw teets. Ask …
Bondi Beach
White sand stretches nine hundred and ninety-seven metres. Or zero point six two of a mile in an arc around the bay. On a summers day, forty thousand worshipers of the sun. On a winters day, who knows? Who cares? Who dares? Only the members of the Iceberg Club, Fool hardy worshipers of the macho …
For Kit. A poem……
For Kit. A poem. Not for him, the hope of life, For Kit is was assurance That he was defo, heaven bound He needs no reassurance. So though we mourn, we also praise We thank God for your friendship. We praise the Lord with all our hearts We thank God as we worship. Of course …
Coochiemudlo. A poem.
Golden sands and an azure skyNearly noon and the sun sits highabove the beach on which we liesoaking up the rays. Slapping on the factor fiftyLooking very slightly shiftyEasy find an empty beachSuntan on my little peach Deserted left, deserted rightSun so hot, sun so brightSand too hot to lie straight downOur skins go golden …
Thomas, Wizard’s Son. Book 1 of The Tales of Trymyll.
I have now completed all 29 chapters of this book and sent it off. Here is the first chapter as a taster. ©Joseph R. Mason 2019 Chapter 1. The Hidden Cave. In the village where Tom lived, not much happened, in the county where Tom lived, not much more happened. In fact, in the whole …
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The Storm
Trees straining at their roots while plastic bags wrap around their branches.Like stringless kites, lost without tears, discarded without thought.Leaves race with the wind, out paced and out smarted,they gather in corners, in little whirlwinds, mixed with litter,dirt and dust rising in the air.Above the cliffs, seagulls, stationary on the wind.Riding on the up-currents, deflected …
poem ’bout owt.
Sitting watching Tele With me dinner in me belly What a wasted life Just sat there with the wife Mixed emotions sit there fighting Cos I really should be writing But basically I’m lazy Not to mention slightly crazy So I sit there on me bum Thinking should I take an um breller in the …
