Miscellaneous

Fleet of Wing

a bird flies above my head

Dream sifter.

No-one that I know of has ever spent an afternoon in that mysterious region where the mountains meet the sky. Not if you leave aside the likes of...
Gold cherry
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No Fond Farewell

Another funeral. Image is mine
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Deep-seated contentment.

I conclude that the deep-seated contentment that invades one’s being unexpectedly from time to time (as happens to me not infrequently) cannot be...

Guitar Man

I have a guitar which I like to strum. If I'm feeling good, I may even hum. It's less disruptive than banging a drum. And a great deal better than...
Cherry

Girl in a green dress.

This evening I address everyone from the safely of the pages of a tender tale told by a conflicted man. I am not that man, but his tale of garbage...

The foxes are at it again.

Today’s rawky afternoon has given way at last to an evening sky of pink and baby blue. The mephitic vapours that hung around the trees all afternoon...
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The Misanthropist

Mr. Drabble, Would rather play Scrabble, Than waste his time with the humdrum 'rabble'. Not for him, the tiresome babble. Not for him, the endless...

Eliyanna Part Four.

I had not long gone to bed, having done three nights in a row. I was tired, but looking forward to our meal out tonight. I made sure that I had eaten...