THE FAR AWAY LAND
reaching out –
hair in a breeze,
holding onto cliffs,
their jagged angles like
shards of glass, all broken and
sprinkled with hot ice that can burn
exposed shivering fingers and toes;
where whispering winds steal my breath away.
Copyright held by ©Eloise De Sousa (2020)
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Nuances once found endearing
Now grate against my skin
Scratching, screaming down my vertebrae
Telling me all your sins
Incompetence and flagrant misdirection
Needles picking at your inconsistency
Integral parts of my anatomy
Shouting out allegories against your existence
Deprivation within the biomass
This disorder known as yourself
Rip disregarded respect and faith
Away from all harmony; my loss, your wealth
Copyright held by ©Eloise De Sousa (2018)
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Are you coming to this year’s Bash? It’s on the 19th May and there are no competing attractions, however keen you are on Royal Weddings and FA Cup finals. I’m mean, seriously? Competition? Pah!
If not, why not?
Here’s where you can get tickets.
If you are booked, then this is what you need to know.
The Bash is held this year at The George IV pub in Chiswick. Here’s a link to said welcoming hostelry. We will take over the Boston Room for our glorious meet up.
The fun starts at 10.30 and runs until 4.30. Here’s a link to the agenda post with details.
Before I get into more details on travel and admin on the day there’s one big thing I’d like help with. As there will be a fair few of us coming and we are in a pub that serves food, the options for lunch…
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Crows huddle in their blackened shrouds
A treasured box of bones to behold
With fluttered wings they flounce and flow
Their lives tethered to stringed souls
Council leads the ghastly meet
The murder sing songs of fading remembrance
A requiem soliloquy so carefully laid
Words delivering life’s sweet vengeance
Wet beaks and muttered parochial verse
The only sustenance offered
As washed out eyes take in the scene
A memory of love once suffered
Lowly clouds gather above
Witness to one more ending
The ebb of life once fast and free
To heaven or Hades, now sending
Copyright held by Eloise De Sousa (2017)
A huge thanks to Serins for running a full week of fun and interaction over various media fronts. It’s been awesome and I’ve thoroughly enjoyed being a part of it. So, whilst I nibble on my piece of Biltong, here’s a recap of the week from Serins. 😀
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And, after all, what is a lie? ‘Tis but
The truth in masquerade.
Love this quote!