Category Archives: Week 17

WHENCE AND WHITHER I?

When I stare my photo in the eye, I know I live the self-same I I was when precious, I was photographed, first baby, child to my mother, my life’s staff. . . my eyes, the same as when, with … Continue reading

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ALONG FOR THE RIDE

Release from the compulsion +++++to figure it all out +++++to calculate the incalculable +++++to evaluate the invaluable +++++to measure the workings of the heart and spirit +++++to emulate all the wonderful art ++++++++++that inspires me and has ++++++++++from some quite … Continue reading

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A LIFE IN LITTLE HAIKU BREATHS

Love poured gently in seems to crave more love aplenty to keep us all afloat chimney not yet burned hearth in kitchen warms us waiting for the change sun rises with changes and sets with yet more changes each and … Continue reading

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