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When the sunshine filtered through the Venetian blinds and across his room Joey woke up. His first thought was, "could it really be a day of magic?"...
The Florida beach was populated with late summer vacationers who had rented houses near the seashore, and eight year old Joey Steven’s family was one...
The story of Anna’s Blankets is a special one. Anna made them by hand and sent one to each person in her family – To give them a warm hug whenever they needed one. These blankets were made with care, kind thoughts And sent on their way with love. Anna was my Mom-
343 of my comments have received 361 Great Feedback votes
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Poetry doth speak to our
Posted on Fri, 24 Jul 2020
Poetry doth speak to our thoughts – sometimes very well- Nicely done Parson – Wordsworth did applaud the passion of Coleridge’s poem but, I think, was off put by the length of descriptive imagery within the stanzas – Still he said the passion was...
It's terrifying to think something is wrong with us- something possibly incurable-this is a very relatable tale- I'm sure many have been there and taken a deep breath- like in your ending- to learn their fear is unfounded and they are after all...
What a lovely metaphor -birds to children- their playful antics and hungry frenzy are very relatable. Your poem is sweetly reminiscent of time passing and life changing and oh yes, that lovely gift from time – wrinkles.
This story is so real - I can imagine this summer of decades past with your descriptions. Not an easy decade and so, I am intrigued to see where you will go in this story. Waiting now for part three.
keeping up with the jones...what a lovely take on neighbors, as birds. I truly loved this little story and will have to find the first parts to read now.
A gripping read. I half expected the ending to reveal the blood to have been from Darren and to find that he was dead- speaking to the dead teacher as he was and sorting through what the system had made him believe of himself. This is so well...
This quick lunch break exchange reminded me of those one word conversations that say so little yet say so much between the conversationlists - but eavesdroppers may not understand the context or flow of words. The image of a rainy lunch break...
Poetry doth speak to our
Posted on Fri, 24 Jul 2020
Poetry doth speak to our thoughts – sometimes very well- Nicely done Parson – Wordsworth did applaud the passion of Coleridge’s poem but, I think, was off put by the length of descriptive imagery within the stanzas – Still he said the passion was...
Read full commentPosted in Romantic notions
It's terrifiying to think
Posted on Fri, 24 Jul 2020
It's terrifying to think something is wrong with us- something possibly incurable-this is a very relatable tale- I'm sure many have been there and taken a deep breath- like in your ending- to learn their fear is unfounded and they are after all...
Read full commentPosted in Seventy Two Hours.
Loved the b's bumblebee
Posted on Tue, 21 Jul 2020
Loved the b's bumblebee beguiling-dandelions definitely are. Lovely poem.
Read full commentPosted in remembering dandelions (again)
What a lovely metaphor -birds
Posted on Sun, 19 Jul 2020
What a lovely metaphor -birds to children- their playful antics and hungry frenzy are very relatable. Your poem is sweetly reminiscent of time passing and life changing and oh yes, that lovely gift from time – wrinkles.
Read full commentPosted in Here Birdie
This story is so real - I can
Posted on Fri, 17 Jul 2020
This story is so real - I can imagine this summer of decades past with your descriptions. Not an easy decade and so, I am intrigued to see where you will go in this story. Waiting now for part three.
Read full commentPosted in Sibelius Lobey (Part Two)
What a smart bird, a fur
Posted on Wed, 15 Jul 2020
What a smart bird, a fur lined nest, warm and cozy. The big birds don't know what they're missing yet. Perfect lead in to part three..
Read full commentPosted in Recycling. Upcycling. Part Two.
Nature's creatures are not
Posted on Tue, 14 Jul 2020
Nature's creatures are not wasteful...that seems to be man's domain. This is a very sweet tidbit, now on to part 2.
Read full commentPosted in Recycling. Upcycling.
keeping up with the jones..
Posted on Wed, 15 Jul 2020
keeping up with the jones...what a lovely take on neighbors, as birds. I truly loved this little story and will have to find the first parts to read now.
Read full commentPosted in Recycling. Upcycling. Part Three..
A gripping read. I half
Posted on Mon, 13 Jul 2020
A gripping read. I half expected the ending to reveal the blood to have been from Darren and to find that he was dead- speaking to the dead teacher as he was and sorting through what the system had made him believe of himself. This is so well...
Read full commentPosted in The Careers Teacher
This quick lunch break
Posted on Mon, 13 Jul 2020
This quick lunch break exchange reminded me of those one word conversations that say so little yet say so much between the conversationlists - but eavesdroppers may not understand the context or flow of words. The image of a rainy lunch break...
Read full commentPosted in Work Lunchbreak Flash, Alfresco at The Colonial Cafe
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