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The ND's nigh...: One Saturday in November...
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Thursday, 16 April 2015. One Saturday in November. Tennis balls torpedo town,. Widow smiling in a hearse. 4 by 4 treats gravel badly,. Glory gone, glum pumpkin shivers,. Rain rehearses, monsoon moon,. Sugared water tips the balance,. Mood enhancers lift the gloom,. Cheer the nation,. How many voices are in the station? 16 April 2015 at 15:15. At first this made me think of a crazy hail storm in November, ha. But then I got caught up in your alliteration and rhyme. Fun piece, David. 17 April 2015 at 16:45.
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the b in subtle: December 2011
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The b in subtle. Your own personal seanachaí. the writing's on the wall. Thursday, December 22, 2011. A Room of Her Own. The rhythm of our mornings lately. Why o WHY do manufacturers feel the need to change something that WORKS? I finally get him fed and dressed and as I pull out of the driveway it is now 9:32am. This morning, aside from it being my first day of vacation, I actually had. When I finally arrive, my friend Carrie. Writing haven off the kitchen. Carrie and I got into photography a bit more p...
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The Edge Of Silence: Getting My Glaze On
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Sunday, April 5, 2015. Getting My Glaze On. With just ten days to go before I fly to the UK I've been trying to finish up all the ceramic projects I've been working on. It's so hard to stop creating and concentrate on glazing as clay is super addictive. Above is a small hand built hare and below is a celtic plaque I've been working on. I've also been making some owl plaques to hang on the wall. Just waiting to see how the glazing turns out. April 6, 2015 at 8:09 AM. April 6, 2015 at 5:18 PM. Got to love ...
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A/f/ Fair Cliché | seasideauthor SR
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November 7, 2014. Seasideauthor Sharon Rose Thomas. Life is not fair,. No it is not. What. You make of it. Is what life is. Some of us had. You would like to apply. Humanity: nothing is fair. Can we ever just. Value a life as a life. For all to bear. I think. We all bear enough just. Just saying; not. Everyone can live up. To anyone else’s. Expectations. If we super-. Maybe I shoulda, coulda,. Woulda, stepped outside. Of a relationship or. Marriage for whatever,. But I never. Was that fair. Verb Coffee, &.
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The heather- tweed, cable knit jumper | Sally J Blackmore's Blog
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Sally J Blackmore's Blog. Words and photos all mine. Collections : Random & Deployed. Mentoring / Critical Reading / Workshops. A poetry year – workshops for 2013. Stone Heart and the Gull. The Knight – Repentant. The heather- tweed, cable knit jumper. Don’t You Dare! Faith…for Dverse Poetry Pub. I Place my Heart. In Memoriam for Dverse Poets. Isabella and Irena Wianiawski – eternally waiting in Surrey. Mark it and Move on. More than You Can See. Old dog – a cinquain. The New Look (napowrimo 8th April).
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In over my head: It took some time…
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In over my head. But loving every minute. Musings."In the end we are all separate: our stories, not matter how similar, come to a fork and diverge. We are drawn to each other because of our similarities, but it is our differences we must learn to respect." Unknown. Thursday, November 15, 2012. It took some time…. Before I was far enough away from this situation to feel comfortable enough to post these pictures. 160; When would someone have found them? It’s too awful to think about. What an amazing story!
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... My Duality ...: 09/01/2014 - 10/01/2014
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Words shaped into poems and other stuff. Monday, September 1, 2014. A just born bat. Fallen on the cave floor. Posted and written by. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Dream he had all the time in his world to paint all the aspects of a long life bright darkness dark lights. Are you Him Or is it you just His means? The flame about to extinguish keeps burning back. Better like that, on. Im a bat A just born bat Fallen on the cave floor Am I afraid? Yes But only Until my predator. 1 door away from heaven.
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... My Duality ...: 08/01/2013 - 09/01/2013
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Words shaped into poems and other stuff. Sunday, August 11, 2013. How do you see me? How do I look? Have a second glance. No one drools over me or you. Bodies trying to keep biped. And only some light is bed. Which once was not here. The sun keeps setting. Have a look at me. What do you feel? It’s not fine. It’s no longer I. It’s not fine. It’s not even …. The Crooked Coda: Toccare. Poets United Poetry Pantry. Posted and written by. Monday, August 5, 2013. To fail and fall. Remind me of it. I feel turquo...
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Whosyergurl [Hoosier girl] - Mutterings from a midwest gal.: April 2013
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Whosyergurl [Hoosier girl] - Mutterings from a midwest gal. I live in the heartland, the land of limestone, "somewhere in the middle." These are my thoughts, opinions, my life. It is called Hoosier Hospitality. Tuesday, April 30, 2013. Rockin' the knife away. In November of 2012, a fabulous new store opened in Bloomington- etc for the home. I started hearing great things and "oh you've got to go in there! It was on my way home. I would look at the store as I passed by and think. And, I am happy to say th...
