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Ever Closer

“Wine is bottled poetry.” – Robert Louis Stevenson January has ended in a rain of spoken word poetry as Rufous Hummingbirds soar above the trees and the first cherry blossoms start to bloom on once bare trees. Clusters of snowdrops … Continue reading

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Dissonance

Strung like fast-falling tears among long, lush lashes, are words that we conjure without asking, spinning tales that have no meaning, our moon-cast languages creating inscrutable worlds. Piercing through the static is not for the faint of heart, only those brave … Continue reading

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Wintertide

“ It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. The crisp winter air is full of it.” – John Burroughs The sound of the city, the … Continue reading

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Waves

Forgiveness, it ebbs and flows over still beating hearts –  lapping eternally against grainy edges, to soften any roughness held there leaving rare sea glass in its wake. In time, we might stumble upon this unexpected treasure, lying innocently upon the … Continue reading

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Fall Away

“ Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.” – William Allingham As my feet moved through the detritus left from recently fallen acorns lying on the unwashed sidewalk, a … Continue reading

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Illusion

I knew the scar was coming and after three opinions, the surgeon was chosen with care, this one less cavalier, instilling a quiet hope that I might still recognize the face in the mirror. As the shiny scalpel cut away … Continue reading

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Taste the Sun

“ The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet.” – Rebecca Harding Davis There are delicate dragonflies dancing among the summery air currents on my afternoon walk to taste the sun. After a sheltered stroll … Continue reading

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