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Sunshine and shadows
We’re born, we suffer, we die. Listening to 21st-century creative, a new podcast I discovered through a different one when another writer whose opinion I value mentioned it was one of their favorites. A story within a story within a story? Either way, an interview with a British journalist turned author put me into an…
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Disquietude
It sits on my chest purring with pleasure I’m not sure how huge it is but it feels beyond measure perhaps it’s imagination making it seem bigger each day or perhaps it’s because there’s more in my way It’s becoming a friend Although not a great one it’s bigger at bad times but also there…
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Blue moon Monday
They say it’s Blue Monday, the saddest day of the year. My eyes have been dragging all day long; I wonder if it could have something to do with that. More than likely it’s related to my lack of sleep over the past few nights. I should’ve slept, there was no reason why not, but…
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Blue moon Monday
They say it’s Blue Monday, the saddest day of the year. My eyes have been dragging all day long; I wonder if it could have something to do with that. More than likely it’s related to my lack of sleep over the past few nights. I should’ve slept, there was no reason why not, but…
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January 1st, 2019
Listening to the clock on the wall, the gentle tick, tick, tick soothing with its consistent, monotonous presence. The animals are restless today. Why, I’m not sure. Maybe they sense another new year is here, with the potential for all things great and small, all things bright and beautiful. Or perhaps they care not about…
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January 1st, 2019
Listening to the clock on the wall, the gentle tick, tick, tick soothing with its consistent, monotonous presence. The animals are restless today. Why, I’m not sure. Maybe they sense another new year is here, with the potential for all things great and small, all things bright and beautiful. Or perhaps they care not about…
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Christmas Eve 2018
After a busy month, and a busy and productive fall, At last Christmas has come For us, one and all It waits not for the time To let it in Nor for free time to finally begin It comes with a whisper, A brush of air The bright excitement of children, The festive clothing we…
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Christmas Eve 2018
After a busy month, and a busy and productive fall, At last Christmas has come For us, one and all It waits not for the time To let it in Nor for free time to finally begin It comes with a whisper, A brush of air The bright excitement of children, The festive clothing we…
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November Sunday
Another long week has finally ended, Fluffy snow softens the ground My little ones cough and sputter throwing their germs around With so many items on my list, But all the checkmarks missing Another week looms stark ahead And I don’t feel much of a blessing But time it does not wait And kids don’t…