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Speechless/#SoCS
It is with my apologies to Linda Hill and her #SoCS prompt that today’s post is not as fun filled as I normally try to create.. I try to always post things that lift others up or give them a smile. Sadly, at this particular time, when I hear the word reservation my heart and head are heavy.…
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Golden/Poetry/Photography
Pure delight- veil of oblivion obscures the world of curious eyes, no more you and me, we blend as one in ecstatic golden euphoria that numbs the senses shatters my defenses, soul laid bare and barely aware of time, our enemy and friend and thus we pretend we are are its master as it…
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What Matters…
What we hold in the palm of our hands, delicate gift, the heart understands. What we possess but forget in the wake of regret withers in shadow of doubt. Fragrant remains of desire, kindling for funeral pyre, The bits that you clutch, have so numbed your touch, while faint memory lingers I slip…
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More…#photography
More I gave you all that pain allowed, wiped every tear and thusly vowed to keep my tender heart confined, the unseen chains that I designed were all that would embrace me, enfold, protect, encase me. And yet, somewhere within this cell there lies the deepest, hopeful well of adoration, inclination, burning, churning,…
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One Thought/#SoCS
Wow! Today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt rather has me stumped. Perhaps it is because the first impressions that pop into my head are negative when it comes to empty/hollow. This is a subject my blogging friend Jill Dennison writes about most succinctly. But I’ll leave these nuances of empty promises and hollow words to her. She has the…
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Peace, Love and Please Vote for Me!
Hi guys! Well, I decided to join the competition over at Linda Hill’s place and submit an entry for this year’s new One Liner Wednesday badge. The deadline for entries is Sunday, May 20; so if you want to make an entry, just follow the link and read the rules. The voting will follow next week. I…
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A Perfect Day
I know I missed wishing all of my online friends a very Happy Mother’s Day; but it was only because I was so busy having one! I also wanted to share the poem that has always touched my heart as a mother, both early on and even now. May every day find you feeling blessed…
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Hearts/Photography
Love, Mother Nature…. She speaks from my soul with brilliant simplicity, expressing what words cannot and lay paralyzed within, collecting dust as they fade to painful antiquity, lost among the debris of possibilty.
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The Ladies in Waiting/#poetry/#photography
(An ode to the Rhododendron at sunset) They gather in the shadows of the garden… their delicate petticoats rustling in the chilly gusts of early Spring. Their crimson hearts race with excitement as he slowly descends upon them. “See how his face shines!” Says Rhoda in a hushed whisper. “Oh I could die in such an…
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Antique and Antiquity
In recent days I have been having periods of inexplicable melancholy, a sort of reminiscent nostalgia that is both familiar and unsettling. Life has its ups and downs always; but I am happy to say I have moved beyond carrying old baggage around and have spent years trying to light the dark, dusty, cobweb-filled corners…
Dreaming Reality 
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