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Ancient Text

a crow’s cry cracked the silence Sidra emptied her cup even in this dark space she saw that the calligraphy was tinged with red wine a strap bound the ancient text she wanted to tap the secrets of this fragile … Continue reading

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New Place

desiring a new place to set it down to set me down could I see my old place with awakened eyes with a new story does needing a fresh start require a new place or would a divergent story suffice … Continue reading

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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

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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

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Truth

what’s so? life, energy it was here long before humans and will be here long after we are gone

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Re-creation

she listens properly to herself she breathes deeply and digs deep into years of dull memories she bears witness to her own earth spirit and to sacred writing her reverent acts of a re-creation of self Wordling again.  Writing with … Continue reading

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Instinct

  Instinct bodies can bruise, stagger,  and tilt with a breeze psyches can hamper, crack, and smile with an angle but spirit-awakened instinct cannot be lead astray Written for The Sunday Whirl using the twelve words pictured above.  I do enjoy the creative … Continue reading

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Like Hemingway

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I recently read A Moveable Feast written by Ernest Hemingway about his early years in Paris.  He shares memories of himself and other writers living in or visiting Paris during the years he lived in Europe.  The book … Continue reading

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Childhood Memories

I remember life in a white farmhouse by the bend in a dirt lane.  Late afternoons my brother and I ran behind the barns and through the meadow to bring in the cows.  Down that lane past the white house and … Continue reading

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Mulled Wine

Poet Mariya Koleva’s prompt at WordsmithStudio.org and Bolton Carley’s Candy-Coated Love-Fest have me remembering my late husband and our fun times together.  Since before we married, we loved trying new foods.  Doug enjoyed preparing food more than I, and he enjoyed a glass of … Continue reading

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