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Happy Birthday, Lois | The Rookery - An Ancient Roost
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The Rookery – An Ancient Roost. The Cave of the Ancients is a Roost for Lemurian Ravens. Cave of the Ancients. Island of the Beloved. Happy Birthday, Lois. October 16, 2007 in Birthday Box. Residents of the Cave of the Ancients have spent a lot of time at the Soul Food Cafe, gained their raven wings and found their unique artistic voice. Talismans are available at the Soul Food Hermitage Store. Cave of the Ancients. Island of the Beloved. Vancouver Through Sepia Eyes. Happy Birthday, Lois.
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Creativity Calling My Name | The Rookery - An Ancient Roost
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The Rookery – An Ancient Roost. The Cave of the Ancients is a Roost for Lemurian Ravens. Cave of the Ancients. Island of the Beloved. Creativity Calling My Name. July 14, 2007 in Creation. The festering mess that has prompted attention from my muse. She and an unfinished goddess is demanding attention and completion and so off to heed their calling I go. Cave of the Ancients. Island of the Beloved. Vancouver Through Sepia Eyes. Happy Birthday, Lois. Creativity Calling My Name. On Heart Bag for GwenGuin.
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A Bag of Stones… | The Rookery - An Ancient Roost
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The Rookery – An Ancient Roost. The Cave of the Ancients is a Roost for Lemurian Ravens. Cave of the Ancients. Island of the Beloved. A Bag of Stones…. June 23, 2006 in Heart Bags. My little silken bag contains three small stones one for the past, one for the present and one for the future. My third stone is a Tiger’s Eye, through which I look to the future with hope and courage. Cave of the Ancients. Island of the Beloved. Vancouver Through Sepia Eyes. Happy Birthday, Lois. Creativity Calling My Name.
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Poems published in Ladybug Flights a magazine you might enjoy | Poems from the Memory Bank
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Poems from the Memory Bank. Crone At The Watch Tower. Poetry from my years. October 18, 2010. Poems published in Ladybug Flights a magazine you might enjoy. At the end of a long life. The sharpened edge of time. Cuts the beaded chain of memory. Our breath collects in the circle. The net moves outward. As newcomers settle on the edges. A single thread twists free. Turns back to join the others. Around a point, the pattern. Each generation repeating breaks and pauses. We breath to one another. Close clippe...
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The Jar | Poems from the Memory Bank
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Poems from the Memory Bank. Crone At The Watch Tower. Poetry from my years. November 26, 2008. A jar etched with your name. A single petal from a faded rose. Two pebbles from a distant island shore. A ring too small. A button covered with blue silk. A single pearl from a necklace. Laquo; A painting waiting to happen. The light that guides home. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Soul Food Raven and Elder.
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Hospital | Poems from the Memory Bank
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Poems from the Memory Bank. Crone At The Watch Tower. Poetry from my years. March 21, 2010. Now that she is very old and been in hospital for 30 days, she no longer thinks of hospital as a place of rest but rather of constant movement, waiting, meeting too many people and being poked, proded and re-defined daily. Laquo; Young Mother. Poems published in Ladybug Flights a magazine you might enjoy. Oh no are you ok? I know what it’s like having in in the hospital for a month. it sucks.😦. On March 23, 2010.
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Boys against girls | Poems from the Memory Bank
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Poems from the Memory Bank. Crone At The Watch Tower. Poetry from my years. September 11, 2008. Laquo; Our Walk. A painting waiting to happen. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Our Walk | Poems from the Memory Bank
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Poems from the Memory Bank. Crone At The Watch Tower. Poetry from my years. July 6, 2008. Laquo; Pink Lady. Beautiful use of color. I love the sweeping lines that are not confined by the age of the couple but seem to exist around them. And the trees are just terrific. On July 7, 2008. I like this image (: and subject. They look like they are looking at their past or their grandchildren? On July 16, 2008. I like the liquidity in your picture. The movement everywhere. On August 26, 2008. The Vale of Gail.
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Symbol | Poems from the Memory Bank
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Poems from the Memory Bank. Crone At The Watch Tower. Poetry from my years. April 25, 2008. Deep rooted in the earth. In a hundred languages. Laquo; From the prairie memory. In a good way😉. On April 28, 2008. Good show, Anita Marie, you’ve given me many a good chill! On April 28, 2008. Trees are my friends. I talk to them, and you know what, they listen. On June 2, 2008. On June 14, 2008. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. On Chal...
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After weeks of being unable to draw | Poems from the Memory Bank
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Poems from the Memory Bank. Crone At The Watch Tower. Poetry from my years. March 4, 2009. After weeks of being unable to draw. A yellow lady slipper. Laquo; The light that guides home. Lovely art — how are you Fran? Your poetry is so delicate. This is the link for an article including you. Http:/ creativesoulsconverse.wordpress.com/2009/03/06/why-write-a-conversation-of-soul-fooders/. Any comments appreciated, i can of course still do edits in the post. On March 6, 2009. It is very beautiful. On Poems p...
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