Yesterday, while I was on Facebook in my usual love/hate Facebook angst, a friend shared a video which reminded me… Read more riding with you
Thanks to EC for this nomination for the Versatile Bloggers’ Award. I still love these names…I wonder what the award ceremonies would… Read more VBA
“There’s a season for everything” but o, how greedy, Mourning, the way you force your choreography on our dances and… Read more waiting for the second paragraph
what a recondite day for a funeral the sky the colour of wind with it’s abstruse way of connecting and… Read more (re-posted in honour of the passing of a young friend)
“how silently, fool me not, tv” the silence leaves not thus. the screams commence scratching the fence and grief hijacks… Read more carol(?)
oh please please help me push broken sentences, how did we get here the empty arms of so many… Read more untitled heart whispers
sifting spurious screams “sacramental”. Tender Word. Sanctuaried.
Here we go, just doing our thing. Living in bewilderment as we bump into each other stepping out of time… Read more WordPress Anniversary… holy…
(originally posted Dec 2016) ~ attempts to alienate confusion decaf, a necessary intrusion I miss you. float me… Read more forget you (k)nots
So, um last night I had a dream, about two bunnies… and a tree. A very lonely tree.
We had the chance to see this extraordinary film today – the Song Keepers. So gorgeously produced, it covers the… Read more “it doesn’t matter where we’re from, music brings us together…”
I need a moment, a moment measured only in light years, the oracular thread through centuries and non, encaptured, enraptured… Read more something (revisited)
Inverted in space, suspended in the north with a southerly persuasion, my heart grown in two, homes. Bejewelled… Read more agapanthus globe
So the thing is, I am in a dilemma. I know, just one dilemma seems like I am bragging about… Read more I will never sleep again
I am doing the b and w photo challenge on Facebook and this was the photo I used for… Read more wordless poem
on her owl backpack, “Doctor Vanessa, she does have blood in her wing so she’ll be fine. But there’s no… Read more tonight, while 5 year old niece performs surgery…
…the colour from her dream, it drained right through dimensions, the syntax, and the stream. Euphonious not to mourners the… Read more it poemed through your death…
ponders myself a day that’s already bled in (365 times Hallmark) to our psyches’ movement through mountained plains perpetual translating of the… Read more what are the words for mothers’ day?
the seismic shift as you lift from this world the cosmic drift as you slipped from the swirl … Read more grey’s end
The gifts you leave behind there are no words for, this bouquet of memories leaves a scent of a doorway… Read more “choirs of stars appearing…”
(I took this photo yesterday of my father. He still works as a landscaper, at 83! He helps to take… Read more sepiated
I had the most interesting conversation with a dear, elderly friend recently. Every time I do, it makes me lament… Read more hikikomori