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Category Archives: Grief
Gone Forever – from ‘Jamie Dark’
When my wife died I was lost. We’d been married for thirty years, and when I retired we spent most of our time together. Over the past few years we hadn’t bothered with friends much, just did our own thing, … Continue reading
Posted in Grief
Tagged bereavement, depression, fiction, Geoffrey West, ghost story, loss, survival after death
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A spiritual wet kipper
You know those life-lessons that come out of the blue and slap you round the face with a wet kipper? I had one of those today… and it was right that I should do so. I firmly believe that we … Continue reading
Photo prompt round-up – Glimpsed #writephoto
The photograph for this week’s prompt was taken from inside one of the cells at Buckingham Gaol, now a museum. The tiny castle-like building dominates the centre of the town and has a very strange atmosphere. The cell doors were … Continue reading
Posted in fantasy, fiction, Grief, Humour, imagination, Love, Memory, mystery, photo prompt, Photography, Poetry, terror, writing, writing prompt
Tagged flash fiction, microfiction, short story, writng challenge
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Luxury
Valleys are blasted; Earth raped by greed, Sees unfulfilled need. Childhoodless children Tread softly in mines. Diamonds on fingers; Within each stone lingers The spectre of hunger Exploited for show. The high cost of vanity, Lacking humanity, Devours itself. The … Continue reading
Posted in Grief, Poetry
Tagged child labour, child slavery, children, diamond, gold, mercury retrograde
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Unchanging
Ronovan’s weekly haiku prompt
Posted in Grief, Photography, Poetry
Tagged #Haiku #Poetry Prompt, falling leaves, grief and pine, haiku
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Bringing it home
This is my granddaughter on Wednesday, face down on the floor, sleeping peacefully… safe, loved, exhausted by giggling. Another photograph of a small child, face down on the floor, made the news on Wednesday. Face down in the sand, washed … Continue reading
When a smile breaks your heart
I frequently write about my son… as I see him every day, it is natural that he is very much part of my everyday life, even without the story of his incredible journey to tell. But I have two sons, … Continue reading
Posted in Brain injury, Grief, Love, Motherhood, Nick Verron, Surviving brain injury
Tagged brotherhood, charity fundraising, courage, eyes, smile, tenderness, triathlon
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Eyes of a fish
After five hours of being stood upon, my feet ache and my back is not in the slightest bit happy. On the other hand, I did manage to catch a fish. This was not, I hasten to add, a mere … Continue reading
Posted in fish, Grief, Life, Love and Laughter, Love, Relationships, Responsibility, Spirituality
Tagged change, dropsy, ghost koi, isolation, koi carp, necessity, pond
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Normal rules don’t apply
“I’d kill the bastard, if it was one of my kids.” I’ve heard that so many times over the past few years since my son was stabbed through the brain. I can understand it; that is precisely what I would … Continue reading
Posted in depression, Grief, Life
Tagged compassion, emotion, family, friendship, judgement, reaction, surviving brain injury, tragedy
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