Daily Archives: June 4, 2019

Waiting ~ Jane Dougherty #writephoto

Richard’s gaze sweeps the horizon. No sail breaks the monotony of blue sea and sky. The morning is calm after the squally winds of the night, a good day for a sea crossing. Yet fear squirms deep in his gut, … Continue reading

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It’ll Be A Blast, Mr. President ~ Geoff Le Pard #writephoto

‘It’ll Be A Blast, Mr President.’ ‘Yes, Mr. President, we’re sure you’ll like this one. It plays to all your particular preju… policies as well as achieving the Ultimate Goal.’ ‘The UG? You sure, Rumpled? You know what happens when … Continue reading

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The Golden Eye of Fiveness (1) ~ Steve Tanham

In the dream the Hermit was speaking. “I am the eye of fiveness,” he said. I listened… dreams are not always this lucid. “In the beginning was the division, not the multiplication; and the division contained what divided it, but … Continue reading

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Sunlit Water ~ Anita Dawes #writephoto

The lonely river runs across the dark land Searching beneath blistered coloured skies Sunlit ocean waits below There is an urgency, a beckoning To be wanted, welcomed, swallowed by a loving embrace before Spring winds carry more parts away To … Continue reading

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Yearning ~ Ritu Bhathal #writephoto

“It’s no good, you know.” “What?” “Sitting there, moping.” “I’m not.” “Yes, you are. I can see it in your eyes.” “What? What can you see?” “Yearning.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “It’s not coming back, son.” Continue reading at … Continue reading

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The ultimate robbery?

It was going to be one of those conversations… “… So what do you think happens then?” “Nothing… non-existence.” “So what is there to fear in that?” “Well, I’ll stop existing!” he said, as if that should explain it. “But … Continue reading

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Grateful Dead… Stuart France

* “I usually take it myself but I am too ill this year.” I contemplate the Christmas Wreath: run my fingers delicately along the hard, hard edges of the holly leaves; test their points, caress the berries and ponder a … Continue reading

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Illusion #midnighthaiku

* Uncertain borders Illusive reality Blurring the edges *  

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