Daily Archives: May 13, 2020

Musings from the Void: Descent into Life ~ Jan Malique

Reblogged from Strange Goings On in the Shed: Image: © Jan Malique, 2020 Am I being a little presumptuous calling this post “Musings from the Void”? It feels a little like we’re ensconced in that mysterious space, a place where … Continue reading

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Causeway ~ Aseem Rastogi #writephoto

He looked beyond the horizon wondering about life’s numerous possibilities. Reblogged from Transition of Thoughts

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Causeway ~ Willow Willers #writephoto

It had always confounded him, the causeway stretched out before him standing proud leading out to sea and yet going nowhere. Just like him going nowhere.   Alone  he  stands  on the  beach He’s come  this far from all he … Continue reading

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Seeing Stones…

* “…Those who waited with her, high on the hill had prepared her. She had been bathed in the sacred spring that ran from the chalk below this place, winding as a clear stream into the valley. There was a … Continue reading

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The Wait ~ Na’ama Yehuda #writephoto

In the days of old they’d walk out on the water at high tide, appearing to float atop the waves. It was a sign of trust. Also of recognition. For they’d come from the water, after all. Their bodies might … Continue reading

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The Small Dog and the Housework

My two-legs really worries me When she starts with the cleaning, She climbs on things that wobble when she’s stretching out and leaning. She scrubs and talks of ‘elbow-grease’ And squirts stuff that’s all squeezy That makes things smell all … Continue reading

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Hunger Stone ~ Craig Towsley #writephoto

The rivers receded, leaving behind banks like parched lips. Leaving nothing but dust to nourish the crops. Bucket by bucket they tried to stay alive. A large stone surfaced. Once the algae covering it dried under the unending sun, and … Continue reading

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Misty #midnighthaiku

Summer’s rich promise Sleeps beneath the counterpane Misty green morning *

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