• Bunty commented on the post, chivalry 6 years, 1 month ago

    We live by codes, personal codes of conduct, civil ones miltary ones, general ones of the community in which we live. Some are written, some unwritten. Whether we like it or not, few of us are freethinkers who keep their thoughts to themselves and do not seek disciples or at least approval.

  • Bunty commented on the post, beckoning 6 years, 1 month ago

    The futuure does it, so does your great aunt when you have done something that you shouldn’t have. Or at least that she thinks you shouldn’t have. Beckoning might be a positive thing – being beckoned at in the passive, anyway, but mostly, it feels more threatening in a mild sort of way. At least you can ignore the call and look the other way.…[Read more]

  • Bunty commented on the post, delve 6 years, 1 month ago

    ‘When Adam delved and Eve span, who then was the gentleman? ‘ Thinking of the Levellers of the 17th century brought back so many memories from this life, and for all she knew, past lives.

  • Bunty commented on the post, wealthy 6 years, 1 month ago

    There is a differnce between being rich and being wealthy. An old violin and a wise old man are rich. Other people can be cash wealthy momentarily, bt neither wise nor rich.

  • Bunty commented on the post, peppers 6 years, 1 month ago

    Hi- lo- dolly- pepper, one of those playground skipping rhymes that probably meant something one upon a time. Pepper is not a word that I like. Too many P’s . P words tend to be absurd words.

  • Bunty commented on the post, rally 6 years, 1 month ago

    In Nuremburg the people cheered, even though they were not sure why, except that everyone else was doing it and it seemed the safest thing to do. Soon, it became part of life, like breathing or chronic pain.

  • Bunty commented on the post, bloomed 6 years, 1 month ago

    The sloes hang on the blackthorn plump and purple n the special August light. Some were beginning to get the sort of bloom you get on fancy chocolates when they have been saved uneaten for too long. They were ripe to be plucked and she set to.

  • Bunty commented on the post, dot 6 years, 1 month ago

    Dots and dashes can make up every word n every language. Braille and Morse, we salute you.

  • Bunty commented on the post, stapled 6 years, 1 month ago

    Heidi -Ann’s eyes were big and brown. The sunlight shone through the classroom window aross the desk. When Heidi looked up, the reflections looked like staples in her eyes, almost like a goat or a sheep. Curious. It always made me think of the Swiss Alps.

  • Bunty commented on the post, meow 6 years, 2 months ago

    The cat , the rat, the shrew vole and weasel shimmered in the woodland moonlight , frozen into statuesque tableau as the screech owl glided over them, hunting.

  • Bunty commented on the post, doors 6 years, 2 months ago

    They are usually around. closed, open or maybe ajar. Sometimes locked. They come from or go to. A bit like minds, really.

  • Bunty commented on the post, polite 6 years, 2 months ago

    The etiquette of a time and a place can be a minefield of what is polite and what is not. In one place a smile is a friendly response, in others viewed as a baring of teeth, either anxiously or aggressively.

  • Bunty commented on the post, stealth 6 years, 2 months ago

    The aeroplane looked like a space-ship, umlike any sky-borne object they had ever seen. It seemed to hover above the street, turning the snowflakes into a swirling vortex. Some said it was extra terrestrial, others that it was a Stealth on a secret test flight.

  • Bunty commented on the post, wrought 6 years, 2 months ago

    The blacksmith was not busy with horseshoes, so in his quiet times he made the most fabulous sculptures out of wrought iron. The artisan became artist.

  • Bunty commented on the post, gamer 6 years, 2 months ago

    He had been a great fan of Dungeons and Dragons, so much so that he became a re-enactor, and rehashed the major battles of the English Civil War, complete with bruises and the odd broken limb.

  • Bunty commented on the post, raven 6 years, 2 months ago

    The raven perched on the fence preening its blacker than black feathers. The sun dappled its back through the oak tree leaves and the raven gleamed irridescent. Jenny said it was so black it was blue, like the purple ink of manuscripts..

  • Bunty commented on the post, deft 6 years, 2 months ago

    The fox cubs play fighting in the meadow, in the shade of the chicken coop. Vixen waits her chance to procure dinner. Practice makes perfect.

  • Bunty commented on the post, submerged 6 years, 2 months ago

    Dark green foliage forms tunnels over holloways. Reflections of oak and ash ripple on thoughts, soothe the soul into dreamscapes.

  • Bunty commented on the post, wrapped 6 years, 2 months ago

    The colours of nostalgia , burnt shades of old illustrations of children’s books, give the warmth of blankets on a winter’s evening.