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Busy is, as busy does…
There’s not as much going on in the office as I would like, but I have been busy elsewhere. I usually sow some seeds every Spring, with varying degrees of success but this year I must have been blessed! These sweet peas seem a little reluctant to climb up the poles, I expect they will…
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Hold Tight… #Poetry
Strange sounds emanating from the walls Pulse racing, blood pounding Everything had changed Looking through my window Looking at a different vista Blinded by panic, I froze, hands balled into fists Nerves jangling, as if I had stuck my toe in a light plug Danger, my mind repeated I could not run, feet stuck to…
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Macro Monday…
It’s raining again, no gardening today…
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What Remained… #Poetry
What Remained They tip toe through my dreams Rain soaked, looking angry After tossing and turning Noticing small details Suddenly, the penny dropped Like lightning flashing Understanding their loss Counting sheep backwards to wake Energy loss wandering through my mind Nothing made sense, The terror we made… ©AnitaDawes2022
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Sweet Nothings…
Mind full of honey Treacle running through my veins After the buzzing of the bees Echoes into the distance Lightning strikes, rain washes the world Every flower reaches, quenching thirst Varieties unknown to the eyes that rush by Over the rainbow is where my heart runs Looking for that rabbit hole Ending up at the…
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The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 554
Thunder woke my sleep Lightning turned my room translucent As if I were dreaming There is order in the world I am told I freeze, this is different There in the light I could see forms, people Are they on a journey? passing through our world? Guided by the power of lightening I search their…
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Busy is, as busy does…
There’s not as much going on in the office as I would like, but I have been busy elsewhere. I usually sow some seeds every Spring, with varying degrees of success but this year I must have been blessed! These sweet peas seem a little reluctant to climb up the poles, I expect they will…
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Hold Tight… #Poetry
Strange sounds emanating from the walls Pulse racing, blood pounding Everything had changed Looking through my window Looking at a different vista Blinded by panic, I froze, hands balled into fists Nerves jangling, as if I had stuck my toe in a light plug Danger, my mind repeated I could not run, feet stuck to…
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Macro Monday…
It’s raining again, no gardening today…
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What Remained… #Poetry
What Remained They tip toe through my dreams Rain soaked, looking angry After tossing and turning Noticing small details Suddenly, the penny dropped Like lightning flashing Understanding their loss Counting sheep backwards to wake Energy loss wandering through my mind Nothing made sense, The terror we made… ©AnitaDawes2022
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Sweet Nothings…
Mind full of honey Treacle running through my veins After the buzzing of the bees Echoes into the distance Lightning strikes, rain washes the world Every flower reaches, quenching thirst Varieties unknown to the eyes that rush by Over the rainbow is where my heart runs Looking for that rabbit hole Ending up at the…
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The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 554
Thunder woke my sleep Lightning turned my room translucent As if I were dreaming There is order in the world I am told I freeze, this is different There in the light I could see forms, people Are they on a journey? passing through our world? Guided by the power of lightening I search their…
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 