Prompts

For the prompt, Clean – With deep contrition I pour out a libation. I wish to be clean

With a riot of Colour, the breaking dawn births Peaceful Solitude For Day 3 of the Everyday Inspiration course, and the prompt Solitude

Chilli flavoured plantain chips Peri-peri chicken (having a cheeky Nandos is a thing, you know) The scent of warm waffles Friday nights (the prelude to the only truly quiet times I have) Catch up TV (for how easy it makes indulging my fascination with Leroy Jethro Gibbs) Postcards (sending and receiving them) Running into old friends in the most unlikely of places. When a shuffled playlist throws up a particularly apt song Early morning runs by the beach Scoring a late (winning) goal in Football Manager

Beach Boulevard, The ‘Deen; for the prompt, Resist With fear in their wake, The crashing waves come ashore Shaken, I cower. Pressure makes broken Things whole again, digging deep I resist in Hope

A damp squib of a day is perhaps as good as any to wrap up January, given how off script the weather has been. It used to be that loads of snow and travel disruptions were par for the course for this time of the year; neither happened. Even the threat of thunder snow - cold air from Canada invading our own Northern skies - failed to materialise, a few inches of snow and gale force winds being the worst of the lot. ...

For S, and the Discover Challenge One-Two-Three – How easy it is To laugh, to bask in the glow Of infectious Joy; How the patter of Your feet, like the sound of rain On a sun-baked day Brings relief, and hope That tomorrow will come in Peace, and you’ll return

Source [ Afolabi Sotunde]. For the WordPress Discover Prompt, Outer Layers --- When asked to describe my look, I tend to go for scruffy chic, this being my attempt to rationalise away what is my laissez-faire approach to dressing up. Left to my devices I default to four objects: jeans, a t-shirt, super comfy shoes and a pair of glasses which I am increasingly dependent on. On the occasions on which I have deviated from these, they have tended to be to the relative safety of a shirt and a blazer over jeans; the full shebang - a suit and a tie - only coming out for weddings (the last of which I agonised over before buying a new suit) and black tie dinners, which I tend to avoid. I suspect I have managed to get away with this, particularly at work, because I work in the Engineering field and have largely worked for employers where a formal dress code has never really been enforced. ...

For the prompt, Hike. Image Source – Crisp air, fallen leaves- Crunched to dust by pounding feet, Delirious Joy. Hike

For the Daily Post prompt Here and Now: \\\* Between Here and There One waits; Tomorrow’s Promise? Beginning again.

--- She whirls to the rhythm of the rain. Her dance, light-footed - A pirouette - in step with the beat The light, gentle splatter of rain - Drops stopped in full flight By the chipped stones makes. As the night light catches The fringe of her costume She is no longer there. What we have is the after glow Of stolen re-memory - Of Peace and of repose And the calming lightness Of the patter of the Rain. ...