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Nanowrimo the third
Another November, another goal. Except this year, I’m already bending the rules a little, or a lot, depending on whether you’re a purist or not. Once again, the goal is to write 50,000 words. But I have a slightly different plan this year. I reread my blog from last year, revisiting my goals and was…
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Sundays blessings
I struggled out of bed this morning, Long before the sun was up in the sky. Too many people in my house, Making too much noise in their sleep, And I had a night mare on a wild ride. I felt so much older than time should have allowed, But coffee and a book read…
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Mondays resolutions
On a Monday, I make new promises Like January 1st, But every week instead. I make my resolutions; I’ll eat my veggies, run again. I’ll finish my tasks Then relax in the sun again. How I miss being 28 Maybe, if I worked harder On each and every Monday I could turn back the clock…
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Holiday Monday
Another holiday has passed, with food galore and children shrieking like the wild banshees they are- Or occasionally, tigers and wolves and whatever other creatures they were pretending to be. Seven small children make an infinite amount of noise, And yet somehow we managed to talk and eat and laugh. The warmth of a house…
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Sun on falling leaves
A beautiful fall day unfolded as we drove through the trees, the brave leaves still clinging in shades of red and orange and yellow while their fallen brethren lay scattered on the ground. The sun was brilliant in cool blue skies, while the kids enjoyed the fall day, Pretending they weren’t even slightly cold as…
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Slumbering little boy
Why does breath whistle as it softly leaves his body? Is it the same reason my heart melts a little more each day? His soft warm little body slack against mine, he sings me a song in his sleep The song of life and dreams wound together Glee filling him until he stops, rolls over…
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Blessings
Another Thursday rushed at the seams Broken and battered But still full of dreams The shining light Of a centenarian’s eyes Makes me appreciate Another day’s sunrise The slow steady breathing Of a child fast asleep Makes me think about love And how it can grow so deep Another goodbye And another hello I watch…
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Saturday with Mr Cohen
Songs of passion and pain Life is for the living, For sunshine and also for the rain Tonight I heard the poignant words Sang through the bodies Of humans flying like birds Leonard Cohen and ballet A remarkable combination, His glorious voice and dance Earned a standing ovation I wept for the blue raincoat For…
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Birthday Tuesday
Today was a good day. It was strange, driving my father-in-law’s car to work, but interesting. When I was 20, I’d wanted that car more than anything else in the world. Now at 40, I missed my sensible Prius, feeling much too close to the ground in the sporty red Miata. Work was smooth, with…