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‘Gunner-a-Gonna’?…

Michael Gunner defends his ‘Gold-Standard Gulag’…

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Birds of a Feather

That the birds were there first means little to Ani. It is, as far as she is concerned, her garden and she decides who gets to play in it. Apart from the stray babies, those she makes an exception for … Continue reading

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Trembling ~ Andrea Stephenson

Nature trembles on the edge of spring. The sun reaches for the earth with renewed strength and the wind whips through the land with a renewed spirit. In places, spring breaks through. The lilac crocus shoots in the park that … Continue reading

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Small #midnighthaiku

small miracles poised waiting for acknowledgement engineered for flight perfection designed inspiring awe and wonder vive la difference… their diversity we do well to remember just echoes our own

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Ken Gierke: the journey ~ found poem

Reblogged from Ken at rivrvlogr: the journey a gift of love, life, and Mother Nature to write of hope of survival, like a flame to have mattered is a joy to become a better vessel letting go of illusions learning … Continue reading

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Pure #midnighthaiku

Clean or destructive Water finds its own level Always pure at heart

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Bittersweet

The misty dawn blushed a soft, rosy pink, probably embarrassed by the number of clichés it was inviting. It had begun with a delicate glow, suffusing the rising mist with gold as I shivered on the doorstep, then painted the … Continue reading

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Magical mornings

It was a luminous dawn, the world blanketed in a thick cocoon of frost against the darkness and silence of a newborn morning. The sun rose, pale and gold, strewing a million diamonds on the tarmac path; setting a fire … Continue reading

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Deepest Night~ Steve Tanham

We are creatures of cycles; the smaller fitting within the increasingly larger. We may have little conception of the very largest, but the effects of that level of creation trickle down to remind us of our true natures… (750 words, … Continue reading

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Tinctures of Time…

* It may be that the seed is the end-game of the tree? * … Else, how does the seed know what the tree should look like? * Continue reading at France and Vincent

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