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I stole all of the words, but the thoughts are original.

Month

April 2017

Beyond the Balsam Beguiling

Mist greets my cheeks, spirit full in a body weak. In this moment of rebirth, I sink closer to the earth. Fine cuts nearly forgotten from familiar firs once lost in. But those little daggers damage, leaving scars that never vanish. Sunlight treats every inch the same,... Continue Reading →

Flower of the Day – 4/18/2017

My first time participating in Flower of the Day, but I received this Easter bouquet Sunday and wanted to share, tulips are my favorite after all! Thank you, Cee, for the perfect timing -- flower power!

Share Your World – 4/17/2017

When writing by hand do you prefer to use a pencil or pen? Pen.  I like having a record of what words didn't make my final cut...ALWAYS. Would you rather be an amazing dancer or an amazing singer? Would being... Continue Reading →

Choosing Myself, For You…

I pleased you, so you would love me. I should have known then. It's but a cycle, set to repeat, only easier on the receiving end. How cruel to decide between loving and love! Is it possible to reject, spare us all from the above?... Continue Reading →

Share Your World – 4/10/2017

Have you ever participated in a distance walking, swimming, running, or biking event? Tell your story. I've done a number of 5Ks in the past and have my first 10K coming up in about two weeks, but that's the longest trek... Continue Reading →

Share Your World: Ribbonrx Edition 4/3/2017

What’s something you like to do the old-fashioned way? I keep a physical planner and calendar to keep track of activities and important dates.  I don’t check my phone or Google calendar enough to prefer life recordings there.  I also... Continue Reading →

Reality in Routine, but Pause for Sanity

Rock your favorite chair to the same place it was, while blades rotate in circular rhythm above. Movies in queue repeat lines you recognize, comfort in knowing the end is realized. Same laughs always sound to signal neighbors underground. Quiet hours come after, when sleep for all... Continue Reading →

Love you Later

I write so past feelings don't deceive me.  I read them back later, so present feelings won't either. Think of you later, in time to wish to see a forgive between us. Fall familiar love, trusting it to deliver a pain you knew once. A... Continue Reading →

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