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The big questions
Another day closer to the end of the month, nine months down and counting. October will soon be here which is good, as my three year old is obsessed with saying, “Halloween time is here!” Every time it’s dark outside. And it feels as though winter will soon be here, even though the week has…
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The big questions
Another day closer to the end of the month, nine months down and counting. October will soon be here which is good, as my three year old is obsessed with saying, “Halloween time is here!” Every time it’s dark outside. And it feels as though winter will soon be here, even though the week has…
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Time in my hand
Time is as fleeting as the sun, Chased away as the seasons turn I hurry and try to catch up Never quite grasping it in my hand What if I could stop time? Just long enough to right the world? Take a breather on the sand, And watch as the seconds pause I’d get up,…
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Saturday with Mr Cohen
Songs of passion and pain Life is for the living, For sunshine and also for the rain Tonight I heard the poignant words Sang through the bodies Of humans flying like birds Leonard Cohen and ballet A remarkable combination, His glorious voice and dance Earned a standing ovation I wept for the blue raincoat For…
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Eye of the storm
Some days it’s hard to catch my breath Feeling the air as it rushes by A whoosh and a gust, But not life sustaining Not slowing to caress my face Instead picking me, Into the eye of the hurricane Things from within are calm Still The speed outside blurry and overwhelming I close my eyes…
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Conspicuous consumption
Never let your kids watch Ryan’s toy review on you tube. You’d think it would be a safe show, until your three year old tells you “I want to buy all these” Oh, right. Kids want to have everything they see. Like new clothes, New houses, New toys. Sometimes I wish they could just be…
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Sam’s sixth adventure
My how the time flies Wings shimmering in the sun, Sparkling butterflies Marvellously fun My littlest hobo Growing so fast Watching you glow Moments that last Another year approaches Oh, what she will do Life and love for coaches And a heart that’s true blue We celebrate with cake Ice cream and toys While we…
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Underwater slow motion
I’m dreaming of the weekend, Wondering if I’ll get to sleep in, or do a thousand things instead. My soul is a lead balloon dragging me down, in to the still channels Where the fish float by Examining me with their large, unbelieving eyes. Confused to see the surface dweller Within their midst. I shake…
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Home again
Home. My interlude by the sea almost forgotten although it was only a few hours ago, I quietly crawled into bed to the warmth of my loved ones. The soft sound of little breaths, a whistle and a snore filled the air, while he dreams sweetly beside me. They missed me, as always, but I’m…
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Life and the fall of summer
Another month gone, the summer draws to a close. I see the leaves changing, yellow and orange appearing as though the green was dipped in paint, An art project one of my kids left out to dry. The summer was so short and now again I feel the chill in the mornings, barely above freezing…