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Surprise
it was a surprise to find the gate open giving entry to the rutted road I’d not walked since my youth we meandered the yards around the abandoned farmhouse and barns my friend wanted to try the doors I was … Continue reading →
Posted in Art, Artist, Photography, Poet, Poetry, Story Poem, Uncategorized
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Tagged Art, creativity, family, farmhouse, friends, history, memories, personal journey, photography, poetry, Stories, surprise, travel, writing
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Dinner on the Porch
august in the city cicadas’ songs adding magic to the music and stories on Lesly’s front porch
Posted in Poetry, Story Poem, Uncategorized
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Tagged august, blogging, cicadas, city, creativity, dinner, friends, front porch, lifestyle, magic, music, poetry, Songs, Stories, sunset, writing
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Secrets
secrets can change lives sharing them can, too choose carefully which secrets to share which to hold close which deserve a new story each choice has its own value choose carefully Written in April 2018, many months before the Supreme … Continue reading →
Posted in Photography, Poetry, Uncategorized
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Tagged blogging, changing lives, chest for secrets, choice, family, new story, photography, poetry, relationships, Secrets, Stories, writing
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Figs
looking through my kitchen window I notice my fig bush has grown several feet since last summer I can no longer pull down the top limbs to harvest the ripe, brown fruit when contemplating my figs, I usually think of … Continue reading →
Posted in Photography, Poet, Poetry, Story Poem, Uncategorized
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Tagged allergic, biscuits, butter, farm, fig bush, Figs, Food, lightning, photography, poetry, relationships, Stories, writing
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Soar
his stomach knotted as he recalled the pattern his thoughts tightened as he climbed the graveled path he had trimmed his plans to keep them simple and low-key the ocean spray calmed him as he walked the cliff’s edge suddenly, … Continue reading →
Posted in Poetry, Story Poem, Uncategorized, Wordle
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Tagged photography, poetry, spirit, Stories, suicide, Wordle, writing
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Secrets
assuming another identity I walked from my office desk to Atlanta’s tree-lined streets in every kind of weather escaping is why I relished my private detective work An old photo from my years of detective work. My position was … Continue reading →
Posted in Photography, Poetry, Story Poem, Uncategorized
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Tagged Accounting, Atlanta, creativity, dogs, Ihasa Opso, Old Photos, photography, Private Detective, Secrets, Stories, Summer Solstice, The Daily Creative Practice
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Exile
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Exile made a rash decision to exile the three who cradled their secret stories as clues piled up like autumn apples and peering spirits clawed for more ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Written for The Sunday Whirl. The words this week are claws, … Continue reading →
Later, Miss Slater 