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Tag Archives: grief
The Derwent Valley
The car once more full to bursting, ready for the long drive south, and my companions either back at work or heading for the airport, I went to collect Nick from the hostel, ready for a morning in the hills. … Continue reading
How Long the Horizon by Craig Towsley#writephoto
All he could do, was, reach out. But his arms could not bridge the gap to heaven so he built a monument. An accusing finger, pointing to god. Yearning for a reciprocating digit, but never finding such a thing. Sunrise made … Continue reading
Guest writer: Tric Kearney – Chancer
I’m a writer…Really? “Hi, I’m Tric, (pronounced Trish), I live in Ireland and I’m a writer.” There’s a first. I don’t think I’ve ever written that before and it’s made me smile, because as I hear myself say ‘I’m a … Continue reading
Posted in Blogging, Guest post, Humour, writing
Tagged being a writer, columnist, grief, Ireland, journal, life and death
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Hidden tales
A veil of silence closes around the stories of my day. They are stories of love, and of loss, and of the heartache that we each experience at some point in our lives. Of the tragedies played out behind staid … Continue reading
Empty by Trent P. McDonald #writephoto
I awoke at dawn, as always, even though his alarm obviously didn’t go off. I wasn’t hungry, so I did my morning walk through the wisps of the dying fog on getting up. Breakfast could wait. The fields, ever my … Continue reading
Guest artist: Colleen Briggs – Sacred Centre Holds
Colleen Briggs very kindly agreed to be a guest here today. She is a superb artist and I love her work… but there is more to her gifts than those that fill a canvas with colour. Please visit her blog … Continue reading
Posted in Art
Tagged acrylics, dandelion, dreams, grief, grief and hope, loss, mixed media, painting
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Horizon by Neel Anil Panicker #writephoto
From the edges Rajesh watches on helplessly as the turbulent sea births wave upon monstrous wave of high frothy waters which then angrily swim towards the rocky weed filled edges only to crash and die untimely deaths. He throws the … Continue reading
Horizon by Ritu #writephoto
Dear You, Sitting here, watching the sun slowly set, I feel a sense of peace finally come over me. It’s been tough these last few weeks. I wasn’t able to get away from anyone. I know they were being considerate, … Continue reading
Tryst by Stuart France #writephoto…
* He had not intended to come here. Without thinking his tired steps had led… to the shelter, half-portico, half-shed, and to brighter, lighter days… * Continue reading: Tryst #writephoto…
Posted in photo prompt, Photography, Poetry
Tagged esoteric, grief, interpretation, loss, love, meaning, mystery, psychology, story, Stuart France and Sue Vincent, The Silent Eye
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Lantern – Ritu Bhathal #writephoto
In the darkness, all seemed hopeless. What was I supposed to do? I’d done what I had seen done in countless films, gone to the confessional in the church. I’m not a church-goer. I don’t know whether it would help me, … Continue reading
Posted in photo prompt, Photography
Tagged confession, fiction, grief, guilt, light, relief
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