we are just rocks formed in a mussy molten fluke a chance fuse fused from the glowing flecks of everything that ever stirred on this star we rock and...
By the time she realised It was too late The label stitched, double Stitches deep inside How the needle stabbed For all the years Ahead to lay upon a...
It's amazing how our brains fill in the gaps left by losses and might have beens. I cannot imagine having one chance like that and having it snatched away. It would leave me forever in a sort of prolonged gasp I think. The way you've described...
You are a true artist. The way you've painted roses in words is just perfect, you didn't push too hard with the brush but the colours of your thoughts are still bold. A summer's day brought to life.
Lovely Rhiannon, leafy filters, what more could you wish for. There is no better place than the shade to watch nature play out on a hot day. Unfortunately I was working in the sun today and felt quite sick in Reading, it was baking!
One of those times when as children we experience internal volcanos of emotion, shock at how parents treat us, the audacity of their failure to listen. It's builds indepence and resilience but it's also an awakening, as a human you're often alone...
False teeth, yes I couldn't bring myself to include those, something creepy about them. We used to back onto a small cemetary where badgers would dig up bones, brass coffin rings and once some false teeth were in a pile of freshly dug soil!
I can just imagine blurting those words out because of the sense of duty and expectation from the people around you and then living two lives; the flimsy fake outer one and the real one swelling inside your head constantly. What a horrible...
This made me laugh a lot! I can't decided which one applies to me, I think we're all in there somewhere. If the prayers said in church were anything like this the churches would be full again and you would have saved the church of England.
This is so peaceful, sweet
Posted on Sat, 08 Sep 2018
This is so peaceful, sweet and neat, a beloved cat, a stone and a tree, all beautiful things cast by nature.
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Thanks elsie, she's actually
Posted on Sat, 21 Jul 2018
Thanks elsie, she's actually a relative who was adopted, a sleeping beauty yes for some of us, we live in hope of a reunion one day.
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It's amazing how our brains
Posted on Wed, 27 Jun 2018
It's amazing how our brains fill in the gaps left by losses and might have beens. I cannot imagine having one chance like that and having it snatched away. It would leave me forever in a sort of prolonged gasp I think. The way you've described...
Read full commentPosted in Life in the shadowlands
You are a true artist. The
Posted on Tue, 26 Jun 2018
You are a true artist. The way you've painted roses in words is just perfect, you didn't push too hard with the brush but the colours of your thoughts are still bold. A summer's day brought to life.
Read full commentPosted in a break from hoovering
Lovely Rhiannon, leafy
Posted on Mon, 25 Jun 2018
Lovely Rhiannon, leafy filters, what more could you wish for. There is no better place than the shade to watch nature play out on a hot day. Unfortunately I was working in the sun today and felt quite sick in Reading, it was baking!
Read full commentPosted in Brightness without burning
One of those times when as
Posted on Sat, 16 Jun 2018
One of those times when as children we experience internal volcanos of emotion, shock at how parents treat us, the audacity of their failure to listen. It's builds indepence and resilience but it's also an awakening, as a human you're often alone...
Read full commentPosted in Choose One Cake Only
I love the little loose bit
Posted on Wed, 30 May 2018
I love the little loose bit at the end, blowing in the wind there, it's brave but it works. May is the most beautiful month. Lovely fresh words.
Read full commentPosted in renewable 2 (second go at this)
False teeth, yes I couldn't
Posted on Sun, 27 May 2018
False teeth, yes I couldn't bring myself to include those, something creepy about them. We used to back onto a small cemetary where badgers would dig up bones, brass coffin rings and once some false teeth were in a pile of freshly dug soil!
Read full commentPosted in Teeth
I can just imagine blurting
Posted on Fri, 25 May 2018
I can just imagine blurting those words out because of the sense of duty and expectation from the people around you and then living two lives; the flimsy fake outer one and the real one swelling inside your head constantly. What a horrible...
Read full commentPosted in In the Next Breath
This made me laugh a lot! I
Posted on Sun, 01 Apr 2018
This made me laugh a lot! I can't decided which one applies to me, I think we're all in there somewhere. If the prayers said in church were anything like this the churches would be full again and you would have saved the church of England.
Read full commentPosted in Alternative Prayer of Remembrance, Easter 2018
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