#NoirWednesday: designer protection

Left at Black Rock

I’ve changed the ‘theme’ of my WordPress blog.

Let me know if you like it (or don’t!)

To launch it, here’s the first of a new photo prompt series of ‘noir‘ posts for the week commencing Wednesday.

Dark humour (clean, please) guest posts welcomed, any style! Use the prompt photos if you like them. Create a post on your own blog and do a pingback to this blog. These can be unreliable so make sure you use the hashtag #NoirWednesday and create an entry in the comments box below to notify me of your post. I will feature as many as I can on this blog through the week.

Here’s mine to start things off…

Designer Protection – Haiku

Three-sixty safe assured

Designed, protected, fully paid

But none looked up, alas…

 

©Copyright Stephen Tanham, 2016

 

 

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9 Comments Add yours

  1. janmalique says:

    Not sure whether this fits the bill Steve but it tickled my funny bone.
    Jan
    Wolfsbane #NoirWednesday
    Her eyes gleamed with a feverish light, hunger surging through a body wracked with pain. Dusk always brought with it a sense of fear and exhilaration. She had elevated the hunter’s art of stalking to new levels. Velvet padded feet flew soundlessly over stone and grass. Reddened lips parted to reveal pearlescent teeth, aching to tear and mark. Why suffer such madness just to satisfy this deep hunger? With sinuous movements her body clung to the rock face, eyes closed she worshipped wind and rain. A deep growl rose up from a chest bursting with fire. Getting nearer, getting nearer, she whispered. The stone building rose out of the dusk, filled with voices and light. Her hunger welled up from the aromas assailing her senses as she hesitated in front of the large oak door. She drew her talons gently over the intricate pattern of the metalwork on the door; which suddenly opened letting out a stream of laughter and food smells. She crossed over the threshold and walked up to the bar. “Is the steak meal still on?” she asked in husky tones, “I’ve heard it’s the best for miles”. Her order was taken and when the waitress asked how she like her steak cooked, she replied “Very rare, almost bloody”. The other patrons in the restaurant turned round and gave her a knowing look. Crimson eyes glinted wickedly in the candle lit gloom.

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    1. stevetanham says:

      Thank you, Jan – exactly what I had in mind! Wonderful stuff. I should have said that it’s fine to do these as a post on your own blog and just post a link back to them, here. That way you get double mileage from the effort. The key is to use the hashtag #NoirWednesday, which will enable them all to be read together. Thank you x

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    2. janmalique says:

      I wasn’t sure how to do that but will work it out and post it on my own blog…

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      1. stevetanham says:

        Just make a normal post, tag the title with the hashtag and have a sentence with link back to my blog. Then post a link in my comments section back to your own blog. That should do it! Thanks for the effort x

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  2. janmalique says:

    Love the new look of the blog.

    Liked by 2 people

    1. stevetanham says:

      Thank you. I’ll try to improve it as I learn the ‘theme’ attributes.

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