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Patterns
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Angel begins with A
Accepted Angelic and have appear.
According also a Seraphim and as another angels are Archangels,
are Cherubim
Ark was like the lustre of burnished bronze
“As for their wings, they were separated:
above, each had two touching those of the others,
while the other two covered its body."
This is a dream haiku
I stole all these words.
They'll never know, never miss
what they didn't have.
Messenger
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Frowning haiku
I sigh at the time
it has taken to get here.
The day is too short.
Craving
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Saturday haiku
A forest erupts
into imagination,
I make wallpaper.
*This was written after I had seen some beautiful wallpaper which had a lifesize picture of a forest glade on it. I want it for my living room!
Khnumhotep and Niankhkhnum
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Song
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Wild Rumpus
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Postal
Pending.
Procedure.
Placate.
Property.
Profit.
Profit margin.
Profitable.
Procrastinate.
I've not been online for a while, so I've been doing my NaPoWriMo's in a notebook. It's been good to scribble out and cross lines out the old-fashioned way, instead of just deleting. I'll post them all today.
My experiment to write a novel in 30 days has come a cropper. There's 6 days left and I'm only halfway through. I've finally stopped beating myself up about it though. I totally chose the wrong month to write a novel: work is busy at the moment and I'm buying a house!
I am very pleased with what I've done so far, but I'm still upset with myself for having to change the terms of the contract. I'm now going to try and write (at least) a thousand words every day until it is finished. I've made sure I've written all the major parts of the story, and I'm now drawing everything together, filling in the gaps, and starting to arrange the chapters.
It's gone off in a lot of different directions, and surprised me in many ways too: one character who was alwasy going to die, didn't. I ended up really liking the character and found it easy to write him - and I want to write about him again, but I wouldn't be able to if I knew he'd end up dead. Also a new character appeared, and I don't know where she came from. She's going to stick around too.
I wish ìt could all have been done in the 30 days, but this month hasn't allowed - but I have the bare bones, and a lot to work with. I should be thankful for that.
Paper Hearts
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Tired Today
Today is a tired day, it has sleep in its eyes.
It's tried to wake up, had coffee,
done some light exercise,
to no avail. Its eyes are dark still.
Today has had a long night.
It ran and ran and ran, last night,
lost a shoe, had an argument. Hates itself.
Tomorrow will be better, it tells itself.
Lost
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Sunny haiku
Yellow gold, the sky
is a bowl with an egg yolk
or a saffron eye.
I've just bought a house, so the theme this week is 'houses'.Okay, from top left:
A little gingerbread house felt decoration.
You hang this little hand sewn house plaque thing up on a wall. So wonky and cute!
Recycled wooden insect house, for bees and ladybirds. Awww.
Papier maché house thing (I included this 'cos I want it in my new house!)
What a lovely hand sewn house brooch.
My absolute fave - three delightfully eccentric ceramic houses (in fact, everything in this shop is fab).
Buy 'em quick before they go!
A Tree
I've been planning a tree,
not too big, or small,
for my garden.
The one there already
will be lonely.
I want a pear tree
with golden pears,
or a fairy that lives in its branches.
I want to climb up, far up
away from my little garden;
and to look down on Splott
as a postage stamp,
road and fields like pocket handkerchiefs.
Little Chords
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I've always loved Where The Wild Things Are since I was little, and I was very excited when I heard Spike Jonze was making a film of it. For some reason or other I never got round to going to the cinema to see the film, but I finally watched it last weekend.
I woke up early on Saturday in a bad mood and not feeling well either, so I put Wild Things on. Oh my goodness, I loved it. I loved everything about it.
I have since bought my own copy and the soundtrack. I've even ordered the Xbox game from Amazon (because I saw it for £10).
I Miss Him
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Bad neck haiku
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SOLD haiku
Drove past my new house,
a red SOLD sign is now there;
blooming like a rose.
A Day
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I Wonderland
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Things sometimes turn to shit, and you need cheering up.
So the theme this week is 'cheerful'. St Dwynwen is a lovely Welsh Saint, and she said “Nothing wins hearts like cheerfulness”. What a lovely sentiment. Okay, from top left:
Felt Rosette brooches. Perfect for giving yourself a prize!
Tiny 'pups and pusses' in a display case. So cute!
Happy little clowns, guaranteed to cheer you up.
This is gorgeous - a little paper theatre, complete with little rabbits (or are they hares?)
Have a great weekend everyone.
Buy 'em quick before they go!
Written for my friends Tarina and James, and my newest friend Ethan.
Haiku for good news
Tiny little man,
welcome to the sunny world.
Your soft face creases
into a shy smile
as you cling to your father,
while mum has a sleep.
You'll soon meet the rest:
grandparents and family.
You're our newest friend.

World
A finger through the sky
and pushing stones,
an architecht
making by playing toddler.
Here is a hill,
and here is a house.
The leaves of the grasses
are minute,
help to scale the terrain.
I feel like a god, stirring
clouds with my finger like cream
through coffee.
I am Zeus,
pointing down into the jar;
waiting for Ganymede.
Haiku made for calming down
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I'm sure the rules say you can write in languages other than English. Here's a Welsh one.
Hi a'r enw Gog
Hoffwn awgrymu
ond dydy fy syniadau i
ddim yn ddigon cas,
hoffwn weld ti yn y stryd
heb dy ddillad;
yn y pwll nofio gyda siarc;
yn Rhydaman heb dy ffrindiau.
Mae’n un peth i waeddu ‘blaidd’,
ond yn rhywbeth arall
i gnuchi’r blaidd lan lofft.
Cewn ni geiriau gwd gyrl.
Cewn ni sgwrs.
Missed another Folksy Friday due to being super busy. So instead, I did a search for egg-related goodies on Folksy, and here are my faves.
Theme this week is 'eggs', duh!Okay, from top left:
A gorgeous necklace made from real quails eggs, blown then filled with plaster.
Chocolate egg bath bombs. Lush!
Cute egg necklace.
Chocolate-scented egg candle. Genius idea.
A beautiful handmade porcelain egg, assembled in a deep frame. Really delicate.
I wish men could get away with wearing bonkers hats, because I would SO love to wear this bird's nest one!
Happy Easter/Pasg Hapus everyone.
Buy 'em quick before they go!

I've made another terrarium. Can't seem to help myself! I'm totally out of moss and chippings now though, so it'll be a while until the next one. I'm very pleased with this one, and it's a very special one too. The little white horse is an ornament my Grandmother had, and it came to me after she died.
A found poem.
Creative Baby
No, no. I'm different I know.
I know what the last song's going to be.
I know those things are dark,
but that naivety is worn,
it evolves.
We speed everything up
because we get too excited.
It's important to be truthful in your art,
I hate mainstream.
I'm a complete stranger,
because it allows me to share.
Oriiginal text here: Tall Poppy interview with Joel Gibb.
I wrote this for my friends Raoul and Julian, but couldn't post it yesterday in case Julian saw it. He's back now so it's safe to do so!
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Ceremonial
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