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Permit to park
How long before Parks too will close down again? This Lil guy did not want to be seen, but few moments later he shimmied down that tree, his eyes brilliant with joy. Why didn’t I give myself permission to talk to him? Courtesy- protocol. Sigh. I’ll never be able to walk past that rock without Continue reading
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Pray in the Stars
Something that began in a dawn: …before the day lends you her voice, sing in the silent beams of dawn, lean yourself on the face of light as it breaks the dark, oh burrow your heart in true Light’s ceaseless pressure, shifting shade, pulsing throbbing warming cold cold night. Pray in His heart, yeah the Continue reading
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Where now?
Just park. Lay your handles in the wall, stay in. It’s not impossible to do. It’s the way it is now. How do we do this: The park and Lizac stores, they’re half open. Garim Mall and Ooga’s kitchen, Lily House plants and Maya’s Stop for groceries, they’re all there. No one’s left. They’re quiet. Continue reading
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You are your own brand!
This Post is for anyone celebrating their birthday today, (and everyone else) I have this urge to celebrate you, and offer a tiny prayer too from my son who’s incredible gift is prayer. If you’ve been following posts you’ll know he’s not just blind but recovering from a series of disturbing issues, but this isn’t Continue reading
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Stranger than fiction
Thankyou Rochellewisoff @ Friday Fictioneers for this inspiring space every week. Photo Prompt @Ceayr IS LIFE STRANGER THAN FICTION: It is reverse in my dream: earth fills the tap, that bench holding shadows? Nah, shadows hold all; the sky is floor, the earth her roof. When I awake, I am in my skin, no longer Continue reading
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The Dangerous Love of God
His embrace will not just hold you, It holds all men and friend and foe, whoa, what’d I think His Comfort was… sweet cuddly Bear arm, warm with Paternity? His Comfort Zone is more than I dare dream… ach! It’s in the Slap of the storm, in the Sap of the thorn, Haha, I wasn’t Continue reading
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Co-incidence?
Uncanny: last year we were at this 👆 place like at this👇 photograph, courtesy Rochelle Wisoff- Fields, Friday Fictioneers. Thankyou! I needed a Reminder… 2019, early summer. The bio-dome hosted hundreds of butterfly …our 18 year old blind Joh was at peace, no aggression. We weren’t worrying about the things he couldn’t see, just grateful Continue reading
