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2030 …
Typo! Though it gets me asking: what will it be like, a decade down? This morning early at nearby Lake with fam and a few friends after midnight candles and chatty sleepover, January felt chilly brrrrr 8 am, it was cloudy sun, What will the next 365… 366 days hold as we do a leap… Continue reading
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The Cusp of Things
they meet us here, and there in our trips around the sun. Here we start again. Continue reading
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New Years Tag
Thank you so much Matt Kohrell for creating this tag here, and Pooja G for the amazing personality you are in blogosphere. Hey tags can be used well I’m sure, and this is such an inter-person-connective way to end the year. We have a few hours left, but if you’d like 1: Share a link back to… Continue reading
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Angel unawares
She found us on a railway platform, Bangalore East; was fascinated by our daughter’s phone and finger ring. Then she wouldn’t leave us; half hour later I was curious to see her family, was she alone? Were there more pretty eyes like hers, gold amber, dark with long lashes…. You could get trapped between tears… Continue reading
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Little chapel in Monmouthshire
Do you have a happy place? A place you return to now and again sometimes for no reason, or when you do have a reason. I have a few like I’m certain you do. This one below is almost exactly like the one I went to, eons ago, on a hill next to a forsaken… Continue reading
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Music of a silence
The pregnancy of Joy, Expectation, the Power of Hope, It swelled and stayed, It could not go away, unless Unless I asked It to leave- Even then I could not forget It. Not even in Its Silence. Continue reading
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Gratitude 2019
It gathers me, these Leaves of days in a year of prayers that changed even me, Abba Father, thankyou. Continue reading
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Stepping into these last few days of 2019
I’m excited, like in moments before you unwrap a gift. It is easier now to remember the good things not the bad. Hope is poised like buds waiting, tiny perked blossom. Promise cards/calendars read,”From this day I will bless you…” it started with Thanksgiving month. Every day feels closer to dawn, I want to lean… Continue reading
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Unafraid
Never be afraid, even of the Light. It isn’t what we know. It puts the Dark to flight: Continue reading
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A Poets invite
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Ring of fire
Beautiful terrible ring in the sky, I spy you through a glass darkly, among other things I do not understand but grasp at. Continue reading
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What Child is This?
Today at our little church overlooking gulmohar trees and a blue December sky, the question was asked,“What does Jesus mean to you?” I don’t like Q&As; we could be judged in these sessions, but this morning here there are people in their teens and twenties and the few of us other gen. humans. They are… Continue reading
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Be that Star
A Christmas Prayer: “Let me be that Star, Let Your Life blaze through my inadequacy, Gaze thru’ my shadows with Compassion, with forgiveness and the kind of tender mercy You’ve stood for, Oh Gentle Saviour, arrest my blindness with Your freedom to be who I was made to be, in the Light of your power.… Continue reading
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Watch “One Small Child – Vihan Damaris | 12 Days of Carols” on YouTube
May the day ahead and the ones to follow, fill you with a brand new season of rest, harmony and joy! Continue reading
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Alchemy!
The Alchemists Studio hosts this Beauty in blue – blue, the colour of our global roof, the essence of emotion, a Jar of heaven that turns tears to the Dew it returns, every morning. I’d call it ‘Tears of heaven…?’ The Alchemist :”From our tears spring the life giving dew that nourishes life!I hope you… Continue reading
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Joseph’s lost head & that Other fantastic Noel!
We took them out one by one. Joseph has lost his little clay head and there’s no time to fix him back so I cover his torso with a tiny cane head piece. Can you spot Joseph? Our son Johann is blind and yes he put out each figure like last Christmas, but this time,… Continue reading
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House with roof in the floor
Once upon a time there was this one roomed house with a thatched roof, and it was a nice house to a nice couple. They were happy people with enough peace and joy to go around this season and the next. Farmer Jose and wife grew potatoes and onions, they were not rich they were… Continue reading
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I said a prayer for you today
I prayed that you would be given the gift of sight, but God in His mercy allowed me to see His Light all around you. Now I ask that you my child will pray too, this prayer for others: that thru’ your journey via the valley of shadows, you will leave footprints that lead another… Continue reading
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Street prayers
Great perils have this beauty, that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers. – Victor Hugo. I called this one Street Prayers after a recent Haiku Jam starter, “Corner of the Street,” but maybe it was inspired by a visit few evenings ago, a visit by a little face in a shop window. The face… Continue reading
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Healing Rain let It fall, whisper Its Secrets: ‘..it’s too late..’
The lyrics of a song done with my lefty guitar (will upload when theres courage to do that:). Words run off me and I can’t think except watch how healing walks in. No evidence, it crawls in a millimeter at a time. Then two steps back. Yes I’m a dreamer but positivity alone has never… Continue reading
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Go,glow!
For https://dversepoets.com …. Look close, we are more than 206 bones, we are makers of tears, not insignificant to history: nah not lesser than kings, we are more than we dare we are not common– just more than Laws of everything, more than we may dare Glow. .. http://innerdialects.home.blog https://dversepoets.com …. Continue reading
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Have you seen someone inhale music thru’ their ears…
My Jeff (Noel – no one else would put up with my messy paint tubes and books in corners and centre stage of my life), when he listens to music it’s like he’s breathing it in via ear phones. I’ve not seen someone savour music the way he does; it’s his profession (Sound) yet him… Continue reading
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Lest we forget
I was born of the dust, where Light fell like a stairway, ’twas calling calling, Child of the Dew, ‘fore you even knew it, I know you.. Before you were born in the womb of galaxies of Stars, you & I were summoned to breathe, by the breath of God – falling like Dew, Lest… Continue reading
