Tag: #poetry
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#Throwback Thursday ~ God’s Fingers # Poetry
I was feeling wistful this morning, needing something lovely (as it’s raining cats and dogs outside. Lovely turned out to include a poem from Anita, a double blessing… This is not my usual walk through the woods with my daughterToday I am alone, walking through God’s FingersA warm touch of heaven, I tell myselfMy feet…
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Cracking good progress from both of us!
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Although the snow didn’t last very long, it was obviously enough to trigger such enthusiasm over the weekend, and it felt wonderful to finally get cracking… I attacked the clutter on my desk first, then made a start on some of the outstanding projects. I worked on several posts, made inroads into the requirements for…
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January #BlogBattle: Familiar
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Things Remembered… I look at the world through eyes filled with fog Arms stretched; I search for something familiar Am I caught in a web? Is it one of my own makings Or by an unseen hand? My time ticks faster than the clock like slices of the past touching my mind A familiar scent,…
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The Tuesday Poem… #Poetry
Jaye’s Thoughts Is anyone’s life perfect? I often wonder about this when people watching. I have always watched people, wondering who they really are, how they really are. What secrets they keep hidden, even from themselves. I watch people I know well, too, even though I know most of their secrets. I see the pain…
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Time… a new poem from Anita… #Poetry
Time Time changes too much… I am still walking on cobbled streets Where the man lights the lamps at night, putting them out again in the morning Where the moon turned out larger than today Where men would doff their hats when a lady passes by Where courtships could take months before a kiss passed…
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Who will have the Last Laugh? #Poetry #StarryNight
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I came across this beautiful poem yesterday, and it suddenly struck me that I haven’t seen a starry night sky for some time. The first thing I blamed was the constant rain and all the clouds that seem to be a permanent feature these days. Then I realised that even on dry nights we are…
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Tuesday Poetry… #Truth #Words #Ransom
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The words of Anita’s poem resonate in my mind, as I begin to write my latest story… And the pages of that book remind me of swan wings, which do feature in my story at the beginning! Best wishes Jaye Marie 💖