Inspiration point (IP)

This week there is a lot of to-do about Storms. All the seagulls have disappeared. Where do they go? (Someone suggested they are tucked up in a secret snug, drinking hot chocolate and playing cards till it all blows over). So, this Week's Inpiration Point is STORM. Sheltering from one, causing one, out in one. Metaphorical, Meteorological, poem or prose, please write about a Storm!

And while you are thinking up what to write, I hope you keep safe and dry and warm

 

Inspiration point

Final Tour

Yank myself out of bed Peel the film of sleep from 'round my head It's 4:00 AM And all the world is dead. It's 4:00 AM and all the world is dead...
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Signs

Just a name without a face Though I will continue to fall down to it's grace Struggling each day with new conceptions These words I meditate over...

upon one single moment

opon one single moment thou memory tainted tainted remembered the rape of africa remembered the fire of stalin remembered the years of hitler tainted...

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