Tag Archives: meaning

A Big Top…

Posted on February 1, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* The Circus Clown Encircles us His made up  face And painted on Smile belies An origin Not thought Much less sought From a world inanimate. * Continue reading at France & Vincent

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Get This…

Posted on January 26, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* It matters Not a jot What one has Or has not got. * Continue reading at France & Vincent

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Doors of Conception…

Posted on January 21, 2021 by Sue Vincent

“Excuse me…” I woke up and looked at the walking stick  insistently tapping my boot, then up at the black face in the sun, and shaded my eyes… “…Do you want to be human?” The voice was young, but also … Continue reading →

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Template of Time…

Posted on January 17, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* First thing on waking We reach for the ‘alarm’ To check the time And cannot recall The last time that did not happen. * Continue reading at France & Vincent

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Glimpsing…

Posted on January 16, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* From the corner of my eye… Through a keyhole… half seen unheard Beneath the door… Behind a crack in the curtains A shiver of tree leaf gurgling-silver over brook-stone. Continue reading at France & Vincent

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Eurynome…

Posted on January 14, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* I sing to the moon. I pray to the moon.  I cry with the moon,   and she tells me the ‘why ?’   of beauty and the beast… * Continue reading at France & Vincent

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Armoury Show…

Posted on January 13, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* The prosperous town of Armore was built next to a forest. Late one night Old-Man-Log came out of the forest and sat down in the middle of the town’s market square. He opened up the palm of his right … Continue reading →

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Eggses!…

Posted on January 11, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* The egg… of Conception. The egg… of Birth. The egg… of Life. The egg… of Death. * Reblogged from France & Vincent

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Tom Banjo…

Posted on January 10, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* Down the dark stairwell,  a silent progress plotted. ‘Twas death in that  house were Tom but spotted. …He reached the door, a tree clad Owl hooted. Three seconds more and Tom was Seven League Booted. One stride it took … Continue reading →

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Bardic Study – Waltz of the New Moon…

Posted on January 9, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* Another one of Robin’s early efforts. When invoking the  Bardic Spirit there are not too many candidates around, unfortunately… For a spell, this was my all-time favourite song ever, if only for its helter-skelter whirl of minor-key madness… * … Continue reading →

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