They waited patiently, one by one, by one,
One line going nowhere,
Going nowhere, nowhere, nowhere....

#FromOneLine 412

They waited patiently, one by one, by one,
One line going nowhere,
Going nowhere, nowhere, nowhere....

#FromOneLine 412

This anthology is raising funds for Ziggy, who has cerebellar hypoplasia, and his feline friends, most of whom are blind. The purrrfect anthology for that special cat-lover in your life! or treat yourself (like a cat would). Image also shows front cover of book, a girl with a cat head holds a tea cup and saucer, a black cat (ziggy) stands. behind her, a winged cat flies above her

....Coming Soon... #FromOneLine - If I were a cat...

What a fab discovery this was, watching this. A masterclass in screen performances and from the makers of one of my favourite films, 'Where Eagles Dare!'

Thoughts.... Just thoughts.
#simoncollinspoet

This is a view of Mount Fuji seen through cherry blossoms in full bloom in a mountain garden… a once-a-year kind of magic you don’t just pass by. 🌸✨

This is a view of Mount Fuji seen through cherry blossoms in full bloom in a mountain garden… a once-a-year kind of magic you don’t just pass by. 🌸✨
#Mt.Fuji
#Sakura
#Shizuoka

I used to be good at remembering things
My mind as sharp as a sponge
Yet as the years passed
Drenched with much thought
It's now heavy and all clogged up

#FromOneLine 411

I used to be good at remembering things
My mind as sharp as a sponge
Yet as the years passed
Drenched with much thought
It's now heavy and all clogged up

#FromOneLine 411

The fields were not as empty as he thought,
Something unseen, magnetic, drew him, caught.

Snared in binds of writhing serpent's fluxes,
Lured he was by own curiosities.

So there, he gaoled, contained by temptation,
His mind, a prison, trapped in chased vision.

#FromOneLine 410

The fields were not as empty as he thought,
Something unseen, magnetic, drew him, caught.

Snared in binds of writhing serpent's fluxes,
Lured he was by own curiosities.

So there, he gaoled, contained by temptation,
His mind, a prison, trapped in chased vision.

#FromOneLine 410

#Dunblane ♥️🍏♥️

What time is breakfast?
Well, around 1463,
15th century meaning,
For, breaking the fast, for thee.

Prior to this, first meal of day,
Was morgenmete by name,
Morning meal, quite literally,
The oldé words do frame.

#FromOneLine 409

What time is breakfast?
Well, around 1463,
15th century meaning,
For, breaking the fast, for thee.

Prior to this, first meal of day,
Was morgenmete by name,
Morning meal, quite literally,
The oldé words do frame.

#FromOneLine 409

#FromOneLine 408

Thank you, Meg 💜🌞

#FromOneLine 408

Stop the steal: protect workers’ and renters’ rights! Reform UK has just pledged to rip up legal protections for workers and renters. Sign this petition to stop the steal.

Have you seen this? Reform UK has just pledged to rip up legal protections for workers and renters. I'm really worried about it. I've signed a petition to stop the steal. Can you add your name too? www.megaphone.org.uk/petitions/st...

Give the deck another shuffle,
The pack, that here, they call being,
A constant, changeable future,
In the present can lead to succeeding.

Don't give up on what you've been dealt,
Trust the cards you lay on the table,
For each and every one you are shown,
Is your guide to journey's solution.

Give the deck another shuffle,
The pack, that here, they call being,
A constant, changeable future,
In the present can lead to succeeding.

Don't give up on what you've been dealt,
Trust the cards you lay on the table,
For each and every one you are shown,
Is your guide to journey's solution.

How long will we stay (?)
#FromOneLine 406

@fromoneline.bsky.social

The question repeated itself
Yet, surrender was the plan
Acceptance of the reality
Shall strengthen one's resilience

#FromOneLine 405

He couldn't be found
His scribing went unseen
From now, the practice of those words
From choice, shall be, hidden

#FromOneLine 404

Thank you, Meg 💜

Imbolc blessings 🌞🌱💚xx

I was born in the snow
February, on the twelfth day
Friday it was, cold, unforgiving
A child of loving and giving

Through lanes, snow banked and dark
Two east counties that night were breached
Over Haverhill's blanketed boarder
Until 'pon Cambridge, there did reach

#FromOneLine 403

I was born in the snow
February, on the twelfth day
Friday it was, cold, unforgiving
A child of loving and giving

Through lanes, snow banked and dark
Two east counties that night were breached
Over Haverhill's blanketed boarder
Until 'pon Cambridge, there did reach

#FromOneLine 403

It was a mistake
Thinking one should see me here
Bearing soul in written word
A risk I do not fear

My open heart and valid beat
Of letters, words to rhyme
I care not of what you think
In truth I scratch my line

#FromOneLine 401

It was a mistake
Thinking one should see me here
Bearing soul in written word
A risk I do not fear

My open heart and valid beat
Of letters, words to rhyme
I care not of what you think
In truth I scratch my line

#FromOneLine 401

'We woke to snow,' they said,

I didn't....

Silence met my reply.

Oh well, I thought, it doesn't matter,
Icy nothing but clear blue sky.

#FromOneLine 400

'We woke to snow,' they said,

I didn't....

Silence met my reply.

Oh well, I thought, it doesn't matter,
Icy nothing but clear blue sky.

#FromOneLine 400

Thank you. Yes, there was a lot of emotion going on around me when I shot it and saw it. I hope Chloé does more raw, emotional rollercoaster rides like 'Hamnet'.