Daily Archives: April 8, 2017

Poor old Joe by Sangbad #writephoto

Joe look around. The smell is there but dull and weak; he curse his old age for this. He need to search it out to keep his job. He scratch the light graveled earth and after few moments, a clasp protrude … Continue reading

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Guest blogger: Savvy Raj – Unending hope

Unending Hope in Humanity * Life gives unto itself Such is the eternal circle of life Humanity is the eternal truth in art Deeds of compassion are matters of the heart Touched by gratitude in the living Appeased by simple … Continue reading

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The Other Side by Isabel Caves #writephoto

I always wondered what was on the other side of the stone arch. It had stood there for centuries, overlooking the ocean. My teacher said it had been there since the days when they burned witches at the stake. The … Continue reading

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To coffee… a writer’s sonnet

* How do I love thee? Let me count the ways! I love thee from severely challenged height, (My soul may reach, but inches don’t requite) From quiet keyboard in my special place I love thee for thy aromatic grace … Continue reading

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Stones by Lady Lee #writephoto

An altschmerz so to speak His insidious act Climbing up the lattice Up the mountain with arch Made of stones such fortress An altschmerz so to speak A simple assemble He cheated in his name Continue reading here

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Music That Means Something – Day 1: Leonard Cohen

When Willow told me she had kindly nominated me for the five day music challenge, my first thought was… where on earth would I start? And could I include all the old stuff from my mother’s collection of 78s that … Continue reading

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Old Stones…Stuart France #writephoto…

* Built by the sea But not of the sea These enclosing walls… * It is a ‘Celtic’ thing The Spirit tied-to-tide And it is still understood By today’s Old Bones… * There they sit Lining the sea-front Huddled together … Continue reading

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