Tag: poetry
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Soul Searching…
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Creating a post is taking longer than usual, so I found myself looking through the folder that holds some of my sister’s best poems. Always inspirational at the best of times, her poems were like a soothing balm this morning. I couldn’t choose which one, so you can enjoy them all, as I did… Always…
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FreeFall… #Poetry
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FreeFallI like the sound of the singing butterfly, with airy dreams falling freeRain so delicate you cannot see it, or feel its touchWhere rivers flow with swollen dreams, waiting to be caught in a fisherman’s netThe golden catch he carries home to feed his familyWhen the first taste of a dream touches their lips, together…
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If Wishes were Horses…
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I didn’t want to write yet another post about my problems, as you are probably as tired of reading about them as I am tired of writing them. But… These problems are getting in the way of everything, and I can’t seem to work my way around them. Rather than face either of my accident…
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The Longing… #Poetry
I had great plans for the beginning of a new month, but somehow they haven’t materialised. Anita’s poem, from this time last year, sums up my state of mind this morning… Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay The Longing… Time steals your dreams, if you let it Hunger fills the hope of what once was Every evening brings…
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A New Week, better or worse?
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First thing on Monday mornings, I usually look forward a new and hopefully better week. (pardon me while I laugh hysterically) Last week wasn’t great, what with the grim weather, and coping with a sub-arctic fridge. We kept turning it off, trying to stop the ice formation from getting any worse. Then there was the…
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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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Thoughts on 2024…
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I should imagine that most of us are already wondering about 2025. Will it be better than 2024? Could it possibly be any worse? I don’t usually dwell on the past, but recently, I have found myself picking through the rubble of the past twelve months, and I didn’t like it. Was I looking for…
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#Tuesday Book Blog~#Out of Time… #MysteryThriller #Excerpt
Kate Devereau wakes up in the hospital … unable to speak or move after a brutal attack by her ex-husband. Her brain has shut down, refusing to remember her dark and disturbing past. A past that conceals a web of painful secrets. Can she gradually piece her shattered life back together, Or will she discover…
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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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#Throwback Thursday~#Out of Time… #MysteryThriller
Kate Devereau wakes up in the hospital … unable to speak or move after a brutal attack by her ex-husband. Her brain has shut down, refusing to remember her dark and disturbing past. A past that conceals a web of painful secrets. Can she gradually piece her shattered life back together, Or will she discover…