Category: #dreaming
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Kiss of Angels… #Poetry
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Stand still awhile on this empty moorlandLet the silence wash away yesterdayFeel the pull, as if walking backwardsTo an old time, an old worldBeneath the soft pink blush of sunriseMorning mist, the sweet damp kiss of angelsDo you remember when bliss was all you knew?When you lived in my house… ©AnitaDawes2024
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Growing Chances… #Poetry #TheSundayWhirl #Challenge
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Someone is drawing circles in my mind My thoughts lost in a cloud I wonder through the hours thinking of a silent prayer hiding in the mist Whispered secrets conjuring seeds of growing chances My visions stained by my tears. I emerge, grateful to remember. faith, hope and charity. Looking through the rain stained window,…
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Passing Through… #Poetry
Be aware, I am slowly passing through your world Stirred by all the emotions I see. I check each groggy face searching for the trigger that puts that strange look in your eyes. I travel through your dream space, through pale landscapes Where I find many of you cursed by low dark thoughts. There is…
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Romance is Always in the Air…
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Happy Valentine’s ! Unlike my sister, I cannot remember ever kissing beneath the moon, but as I am coming to the end of my current work in progress, I have been giving my next story a lot of thought. Another mystery maybe, or something spooky? My favourite character, Detective David Snow has been nagging me…
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A New Day… #Poetry
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Hot from my sister’s heart, a truly beautiful poem… There is a flood inside my mind My thoughts have no life jacket Most of them are drowning in the sea of silence Those that struggle ashore have little meaning Did I put the bin out last night? Did I remember to book the shopping? There…
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What Do I Expect, at My Age?
What do I expect at my age? I have been told that thinking is a dangerous thing to do at my age. It is possibly a dangerous thing to do at any age if you think about it, for who knows where it may lead? I quite like thinking and all the things that trigger…
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A Week of #Flowers ~ Day 5 #nature #gardening
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I couldn’t choose just one flower today… Just some of my favourites… Lilac, rhododendron, magnolia, and my new and still small, apple tree… my bonsai are all sleeping, so no trimming required!
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Butterfly… #Poetry
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Image by HeungSoon from Pixabay A Butterfly Cinquain Soft hands One touch, last touch Love lost in memory Cold pillow wet by midnight tears Heart broken Only touch again in dreaming Lips to meet in shadows Sunlight removes Lost hands ©anitadawes2020
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Memory Lane…
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This is the time of year when I wish I still had my Christmas cactus. It was so beautiful and I miss it. Sometimes we need all of our memories… I am feeling a little mawdling today, as the big family get together didn’t happen yesterday. Several family members are feeling under the weather, so…