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Jaye’s Weekly Thoughts…
or What the Hell do the Fates have in store this week? When this week began, I was determined to do something, anything to make me feel as though I was still on the right page. Any page, mind you, so I left it up to fate to point me in the right direction. This…
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That Empty Feeling ~ The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 546 ~ #Poetry
That Empty Feeling Dawn stretched its red flames Across the tips of the mountains Strange mists awoke my mind The world outside quite still Something felt off, I could see only through a blur of old memories I shouldered my nightgown hearing only his sound, his voice. He laughed I turned, expecting to see him…
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MacroMonday…
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Dancing to the Tune of Time… #Poetry
I dance to the tune of time A soundless beat A marionette caught in a web The puppet master fled Time passes through droplets of rain Caught beside me on silken thread Kings come and go I hang, my strings decaying Time cuts my thread on life I fall as matchwood A puppet no more……
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Mothering Sunday…
To mothers everywhere… enjoy your special day… And some flowers for those who didn’t get any!
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Jaye’s Weekly Thoughts…
or What the Hell do the Fates have in store this week? When this week began, I was determined to do something, anything to make me feel as though I was still on the right page. Any page, mind you, so I left it up to fate to point me in the right direction. This…
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That Empty Feeling ~ The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 546 ~ #Poetry
That Empty Feeling Dawn stretched its red flames Across the tips of the mountains Strange mists awoke my mind The world outside quite still Something felt off, I could see only through a blur of old memories I shouldered my nightgown hearing only his sound, his voice. He laughed I turned, expecting to see him…
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MacroMonday…
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Dancing to the Tune of Time… #Poetry
I dance to the tune of time A soundless beat A marionette caught in a web The puppet master fled Time passes through droplets of rain Caught beside me on silken thread Kings come and go I hang, my strings decaying Time cuts my thread on life I fall as matchwood A puppet no more……
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Mothering Sunday…
To mothers everywhere… enjoy your special day… And some flowers for those who didn’t get any!
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 