Daily Archives: August 8, 2017

Family Tree #WritePhoto by Sarah Brentyn

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He built it, brick by brick. Carved from boulders in the valley or stones found weathered by time… He stacked them. Each one a testament to his regrets. He spent his life there, in those mountains, building walls to shut … Continue reading →

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#Haiku Life Watchers #Writephoto – Balroop Singh

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Hanging from the cliff I could watch the antithesis  Life is powerful. Source: #Haiku Life Watchers #Writephoto – Emotional Shadows

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Channel 19 by Don Massenzio

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Reblogged from Don Massenzio: I am having a blast writing these short stories. This one is a bit different. I’d love to give the background for the idea, but it would give away the story’s ending. Needless to say, the … Continue reading →

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Fairy child…

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“…when the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.” J.M. Barrie. Imogen Lucie, which means means ‘maiden of light’, is my … Continue reading →

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What value the human? – Steve Tanham

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Reblogged from Sun in Gemini: The Open University (OU) is a wonderful institution. I have watched its progress for decades, and it’s a fine example of the power of education and broadcasting, combined. Last night we happened to watch a … Continue reading →

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Thursday Photo Prompt, The Watchers by Willow

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Question Why do they sit and guard at the gates. What are the horrors that they await? * They watch the portal,they never sleep What are the secrets that they keep. For millennia have they stood by their post. To … Continue reading →

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A game of peaks and troughs

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I have spent a long time, over the years, watching lives drawn on screens by a moving point of light. Watching those monitor, I couldn’t help comparing them to the video games my sons used to play where their on-screen … Continue reading →

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