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Penned #midnighthaiku

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The year the door opened – Marilyn Armstrong

Reblogged from Serendipity: I have often written that 1969 was my favorite year … and explained why. As a start, it was epic from a news viewpoint. Neil Armstrong walked on the moon in July 1969. I watched it. I had … Continue reading

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A New Horizon – Balroop Singh #writephoto

I didn’t know this valley The valley you pushed me into The valley that glimmers with hope That erases shadowy existence I owe you a special gratitude I am glad I don’t have to walk Into your hollow world Of … Continue reading

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Long distance relationship – Iain Kelly #writephoto

Harold, are you listening?’ ‘Hmm, oh, sorry. I drifted off there.’ ‘Sandra was just saying that you seem distant sometimes.’ ‘Distant? No, not at all. I wouldn’t say that.’ He  pulled himself up straight on the uncomfortable chair and gave … Continue reading

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The fence – Fall Musings #wriephoto

But why? She objected. Its for our own protection honey. Her mother tried to explain. But she was never really satisfied. Why do we need fences? Barbed wires around everything beautiful. Why did God not make fences around His rivers … Continue reading

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Butterflies…

Gilded butterflies Expensively caged Wed to appearance Wings grown too heavy to fly Weighted by expectation * Naturally beautiful Playing on the summer breeze Simplicity rests Drinking a gilded morning Living light in light *Top photo courtesy of Pixabay  

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“Mists” By Raymond Roy #writephoto

She leaned back into the tree hoping that her natural curves would blend in with the silhouette of the mature oak tree. She had run all night, her throat was parched. Torturously, a heavy mist hung thick in the morning … Continue reading

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