Category Archives: Week 12-

I AM FOR THE SUNSHINE

I am for the sunshine. . . The sunshine is for me, as I was born upon this earth, though countless creatures, plants and people got here first– from brainy beasts, both wild and tame to one-celled algae floating up … Continue reading

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FIGMENT

Is that a hallucination? Or a word pejorative to say some dumb thing created by MY IMAGINATION!! Not funny for the friends for whom hallucination’s not some problem in someone else’s lap– but, as for me, while I distinguish what’s … Continue reading

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FIDELITY

A keeping of the swearing to be true to you in word in thought in deed to let myself be satisfied even though, as well as sharing tear-filled laughs delirious, there’s been times too when you have left me hurt … Continue reading

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FEATHERS

soft stuff to keep me warm or give loft to rest my head strong coat to make birds waterproof and help them float and let their wings catch air so they spread over a gust of wind and glide and … Continue reading

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