Advent Prompts 3701-3725 

20 December 2015 - 18:20

3701 When Mail Trains clacked across the night

3702 I am bloody, I am bowed, but I am not yet beaten

3703 The dogs are used to it

3704 She was a famous ventriloquist, a nun with a nymphomaniac dummy

3705 You have made an end of it

3706 I remember the face of my father

3707 Cruellest weeks are not in April

3708 A drip, an ocean, a grain of salt, the world

3709 As we walked back home from the mine

3710 No longer the roar of the falls, a stream near home

3711 Six lads, only one machine-gun

3712 We bought eight Blackjacks and then Isobel kissed me

3713 Gone away, to silence, peace

3714 And the moment, fourteen, racing to the tape

3715 She's taller, I'm the Lower Watha

3716 The way hard, the mud crying, the rain vindictive

3717 He remembers the college, soft grass, shadows

3718 Just think of it as a transfer to Hartlepool Reserves

3719 The boat leaked and they hadn't set out yet

3720 A tall white ship, the sun by day, at night the North Star

3721 What did the Romans ever give us?

3722 From where he lay, something rose up 

3723 Our favourite painters, bits of music

3724 She is like a perfect pizza, pepperoni

3725 Like a perfect summer day, the lightest breeze, like a kiss