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Still Standing on her Head

Poetry, quilting and random comments on life, the universe and everything

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A Dark, Feathered Art

CLICK HERE FOR THOUSANDS OF FREE BLOGGER TEMPLATES. A Dark, Feathered Art. Wednesday, 16 July 2008. To my own dark, feathered heart.

Drawings in the Surf

As a matter of cosmic history, it has always been easier to destroy than to create. Bare Bones Poem - Collaborative Poetry. Be a magician, arch your wand. Around your feet and head. At the end of your show,. Bow deep, then savor,. Letting silence, gasps, cheers, and applause. Mingle like unholy ancient chants. Before you dissapear into smoke. Like a starman sent from the sky. Getting breath from the anticipation. Deep, then ,.

Quiet Little Life

Tuesday, November 24, 2015. Meaning Basket for a Mindful Holiday Season. All this may be asking a lot of a second-hand basket, but such a simple cont.

POEMS TO MAKE ME SLEEP.

Beats Taking Ambien Every Night . Since waking controversy, Rosie O. , bid all adieu. I find it useless to spend an hour staring at the tube. Watching 4 women blabber with ho hum attitude. Elisabeth is a right winger.

rashbre central

Clearly some of her favourites as she explained how they were played at home whilst she was growing up.

Lydia Towsey Poet. Performer. Facilitator

To Palindrome and Back Again. The chair stands in an empty room, lit by the light of a lampshade. The shape of a tree, one of those conical conifers, apple green. And would have that drama that in certain moods.

Sempiterna Me.

Each minute of life should be a divine quest. Wednesday, March 25, 2015. Autumn in Aotearoa New Zealand. White fluffy clouds and in our small city. Every morning she checks out the ants In the garden,.

Donald Harbour Poetry I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front the only essential facts of life. And see if I could not learn what it had to teach and not, when I came to die, discovered that I had not lived Henry David Tho

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front the only essential facts of life. And see if I could not learn what it had to teach and not, when I came to die, discovered that I had not lived Henry David Thoreau. Getting in trouble on the farm. James-Younger Gang Hits Hot Springs. You sit alone, contemplating,.

root cellar

On May 4, 2010 by Katherine Parker Richmond. Over all, a good haul. My muscles were tight and I strained something in my neck and came home disappointed and wanting to not hurt. Hurt My stomach is still trying to right itself.

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