Daily Archives: August 30, 2019

Murder Ballad ~ Jim Adams #writephoto

In 1969, Robert Hunter the Grateful Dead song lyricist was living with Jerry Garcia in a house on Madrone Canyon Road in Larkspur.  Their house was in a redwood grove sitting on an acre of land, with a creek running … Continue reading

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True Course ~ Ken Gierke #writephoto

True Course Find the truth in this passage. Beneath the cold layers of deceit lies Continue reading at rivrvlogr

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Memoir Byte: Missing – Where is my Family and Furniture? ~ D. G. Kaye

Reblogged from D. G. Kaye: I was 6, walking home the 3/4 mile walk from school. We’d recently moved into a new 3 bedroom backsplit. Our house was situated on a cul-de-sac where new homes were still for sale, and … Continue reading

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Where It Broke Out ~ Na’ama Yehuda #writephoto

“This is where it broke out.” Bender shaded his eyes from the glare and squinted at the black patch on the meandering snake of ice. “Tis a mighty small one, then,” he noted. Roman frowned. “That hole is bigger up … Continue reading

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The Plight of Black Conn… Stuart France

* I, alone with White Feline Each of us one of a kind… * Her’s a mind on hunting, set Mine is on my pet subject… * What a curious thing to see Kept at task so still, we can … Continue reading

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Frozen ~ Alethea Kehas #writephoto

In the midst of a world that appears frozen follow the purple path within Know that beyond the shadows holding darkness there is always a source of light reflecting the truth. Waiting to melt the way as it softens the … Continue reading

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The small dog suffers …

I tap away, I’m in full flow when, from her perch beside me, The small dog reaches out a paw and touches me to chide me. “Do you not love me any more? Perhaps you can’t abide me? Oh, writer … Continue reading

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Design #midnighthaiku

* Wheel of life turning Flowers fade as fruits ripen Perfect by design *

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