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With Nothing to Hold Onto

There are days when I wonder if I have done anything at all, yet I’ve been busy, the hours have flown by, but what can I see that I’ve accomplished? A poem or two, some critiquing, emails … WITH NOTHING … Continue reading

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Return

Remembrance Day is coming up. I’m sure anyone whose relations, whether close or distant, died in a World War has memories and questions as I do about my father… RETURN would the wind bring back the father who strides the … Continue reading

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The Invisibility

Hallowe’en: it’s Samhain in the Northern Hemisphere, and Beltane in the Southern Hemisphere, both beginning at sunset of this day, October 31! Not only trick-or-treat day, but the Eve of All Saints Day so anything can happen … THE INVISIBILITY … Continue reading

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Stormed

A storm blew through the other night, high winds, heavy rain. We’ve even had thunder which is unusual here. Scary stuff … STORMED metal boils the sky rolls over hills bursts and sheds                                  steel rods on roof-tops slams into trees … Continue reading

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3 rock haiku

We pass rocky cliffs on our way in and out of Victoria. Our beaches tend towards piled rocks and pebbles. It’s easy to think of them as changeless but they do wear down over time … rock scraped clean eons … Continue reading

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Low Couture

Fall, and I’m into track pants and sweaters, clothes that don’t fit anywhere in particular, everything loose and very comfortable … LOW COUTURE it is a truth I must confess                      that when I get up and dress it is for … Continue reading

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Where Unicorns

For the Anglo-Saxons, October was known as Winterfylleth, because at this full moon (fylleth) winter was supposed to begin. October’s birthstones are the tourmaline and the opal, its birth flower the calendula. The first Thursday of the month is National … Continue reading

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