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"Willow's Tail" 8
Perfidia walked into the parlor after helping Mr. Appleton back to his room and gave a tired smile to Martha. Martha didn’t return it. “Cat step on...
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"Willow's Tail" 7
Martha stepped out into her herb garden and let the quiet of the day settle around her and since Perfidia had taken Mr. Appleton to his rehab this...
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"Willow's Tail" 6
The door bell rang as Perfidia was passing the front door, not seeing Martha nearby she shrugged and opened it, and promptly froze. “Mr. Appleton?”...
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"Willow's Tail" 5
Perfidia finally caught up with her hat and grabbed it away from the dancing wind. She put it back on her head just as that wayward wind suddenly...
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"Willow's Tail" 4
Martha slid a sideways glance at Perfidia as they walked the two blocks to the market. Perfidia was wearing a brilliant yellow sundress and a big...
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The beauty of a slow day,
Posted on Sat, 24 Jul 2021
The beauty of a slow day, letting nature entertain us is timeless and lovely. Your words are eloquent and evocative and I was taken to a youthful summer day when gardens grew everywhere and my endless summer days were filled with their colors....
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I've just read your lovely
Posted on Thu, 01 Jul 2021
I've just read your lovely poem and you do have a talent whipping words into vivid expression that takes us on your journey. I stood on the hill and felt the winds that swayed the wheat fields and watched the colors of the day curious too of...
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All that was - all that could
Posted on Tue, 29 Jun 2021
All that was - all that could have been - all that sadly is. I loved this poem with its under the earth occupants literally turning in their graves. Can only wish Merlin finds that magic bone and waves off a few of these false kings.- not much...
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Yes, it is our anniversary
Posted on Thu, 17 Jun 2021
Yes, it is our anniversary today and I've been looking at photographs which of course brought on these musings. Photo’s of wonderful years filled with, no packed with, treasured moments, triggered the reminder of the distance from those moments -...
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Intriguing poem Ewan, it
Posted on Thu, 17 Jun 2021
Intriguing poem Ewan, it casts a spell of its own – The reader wonders: Is this a spell cast by true incantation or by the spirit drenched in extraordinary desire, either way it is a potent poem. ...
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Tender and sensitive, fragile
Posted on Wed, 16 Jun 2021
Tender and sensitive, fragile in the knowledge that life can turn instantly to tragedy, or joy. Never knowing which will be given, at any moment. Your story unfolded with happiness then drew us backwards through the unknown terror of a diagnosis...
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Touchingly raw and a tearful
Posted on Wed, 09 Jun 2021
Touchingly raw and a tearful and sad comparison. Caged birds are a painful sight to behold, knowing thier freedom is just an open door away. One should never trap a free spirit or a feathered friend- allow it to soar, even if it gets caught in a...
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The vaulted mind, locked, key
Posted on Sun, 30 May 2021
The vaulted mind, locked, key lost and unable to see another's view is a difficult thing to be confronted with and I am so sorry your aunt and you had to have that experieince, but it was a comfort and support for you to be with her. And maybe...
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When you bring these stories
Posted on Mon, 24 May 2021
When you bring these stories to paper they shimmer. There is a similarity in the decades for me, I too was young in the 60's so the games of marble, imagining of cowboy wagons, finger guns and pirate ships from crates, rings true to me. But I...
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Brilliant -I could see this
Posted on Sat, 29 May 2021
Brilliant -I could see this person so clearly and you captured a human moment of misunderstanding and embarrassed communication and captured it so humorously- I loved this one very much, well done!
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