Tag Archives: childhood

Under the rainbow

While her dad and I worked in the garden, fixing the wind-battered shed, Hollie sat at my desk, watching the fish in the aquarium and drawing me a picture. We had just been looking at some photos of her father … Continue reading

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A sense of home

I spent the afternoon with my great grandparents. The fact that their ashes were scattered to the winds over thirty years ago seemed irrelevant. My home, a place they never saw, was full of their presence as the years slipped … Continue reading

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A Tangent to the Earth ~ Steve Tanham

No thought of dirt as Young fingers slid round iron Rifled in straight and bitter verticals To stop small boys ascending Ha! Continue reading at Sun in Gemini

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Flowers… Life Lines

  There were flowers. Orchids pinned upon a mother’s breast, All lace and diamonds. Long black gloves And painted lips, As she left, laughing. A child who watched As the door closed. * There were flowers… Yellow tulips, Cellophane and … Continue reading

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Wake #midnighthaiku

* Childhood remembered Wake to icing-sugar dawns Dreaming of magic *

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The man without a face

I wrote this several years ago now. In some ways, it feels wrong to repost it… as if by doing so I am not giving enough for what has been given. And yet, this man has stayed with me for … Continue reading

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Remembering

My mother was not quite seventeen when I was born. She and my father, just three years her senior, had married early as he had joined the army. They were still living close to home when I first came into … Continue reading

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The perception of memory

I slowed to let the young lad on the bicycle pull out onto the roundabout. That looks like… I raised my hand to wave to my son’s friend and instantly realised my mistake. It might have been his son, but … Continue reading

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Guest author: Kevin Cooper ~ Miedo “Afraid”

Miedo ‘Afraid’ contains both of the volumes of the Miedo story: Miedo: Living Beyond Childhood Fear & Miedo 2: A Reckoning With Fear. After losing his mother at a very young age, Miedo begins to experience a plethora of paranormal/supernatural … Continue reading

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Shared #midnighthaiku

* Childhood memories Spanning the generations Never mine alone *

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