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Love Everlasting

Wishing one and all a Christmas filled with warmth and inspiration.

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(Photo Location: Fengshan Presbyterian Church, Kaohsiung City, Taiwan)

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Castle

Canter to a halt, quiet
Still air laden; the leaves they whisper
Of martyrs and legends;

Blood once spilled where
Poppies grow, and silence that
Falls ’round the castell old;

Take me to the maiden, bound
To the dark night; take me in place
Of purity and light.

(Photo location: Eilean Donan, Scotland)

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Chanced

He smiled from behind his shades
Raised a brow, cocking his head
Asking if I was coming on;

Alas, he’s not the one I was
Waiting for, so I shook my head and
Waved with a smile bright as day

To which he waved and returned,
A tad wryly, yet a smile nonetheless
Chanced, before we pulled away.

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Daily Prompt: Foreign

When the daily becomes
Refreshing, and senses
Are wide open, the fresh
New sojourner revels and
Old gems are rediscovered.

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This Season –

Let the light shine in
Even darkest corners, and
The spirit of Christmas inspire
Peace, hope and happiness.


(Photo Location: Cape Santiago Lighthouse, New Taipei City, Taiwan)

 

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Photo Challenge: Cheeky

In slumber he fell
Too good a chance
To strike a few poses
While he’s in dreamland
“Bill, sir” – stifled giggles on
A perfect pic, but joke’s on us cuz
The boy was feigning it!

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Two-Finger Salute

Maybe I might see him again. 😉

Stepping off the bus, she stood at the bus-stop for a moment, one arm clutching her Macbook to her bosom while she held her wallet, the other hand unzipping it busily to slot in her transport card.

Zipping her wallet back up, she proceeded to unzip her haversack. Stuffing the wallet in, she pulled the zipper back up then looked up, heaving a sigh of accomplishment.

At that moment, she saw him.

He was staring at her from the window of the bus she had alighted, which was for some reason still at the bus stop, brows slightly furrowed as though considering something about her.

She stopped and he saw her looking at him.

He gave her a boyish smile, and she smiled back. Then as the bus lurched off, he broke into a warm, acknowledging grin and tipped his fingers in a two-finger salute as she held his gaze, then watched as the vehicle went along on his way before she went on hers, still a smile on her face.

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