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Vale of tears

Shards of naivety strew the path Calloused feet, weary and wary, Sliced by broken dreams And shattered rainbows Trudge onward, Leaving bloody traces In the innocence Of a martyred dream. Those who cross the vale of tears Come not again … Continue reading

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#writephoto – Woman at the water’s edge by Michael

It’s a place to go where magic happens. When asked where it is I always say: Far from anywhere. Across the sandhills and down through the runoff I wander focused always on the distance surf, relentlessly pounding the rocks, forever … Continue reading

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The Porch by Sarah Brentyn #WritePhoto

She was about five when she stopped crying. But she still crawled into bed with me. Me. The broken one, the brave one, the older one. My identity was older sister. I’d been alive three years longer than she. That’s … Continue reading

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Man and machine

“What’s the first letter of the alphabet?” “A…” “Okay… then turn it to A.” “Okaaay…” “Now twiddle the little whirly thing all the way…” This conversation came to you courtesy of mother and son. No, not a toddler and young … Continue reading

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Cave – from Jeanne at Seasons #writephoto

Reblogged from Jeanne at  Seasons: A poetic journey of a thousand miles Cave Walking elegance, her heart padlocked, thoughts chained. Unearth the putrid and quiet the noise. Lying in inner turmoil, unable to move or scream, he held her closer. … Continue reading

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Storm rising

For Magnetic Poetry Saturday at Elusive Trope

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Playing footsie

“Take with a meal” the packet said, and “take four times a day,” “Four meals?” my waistline asked in shock, “is there no other way?” “Four meals,” I sighed reluctantly, “I’m not prepared to risk it.” “But four…” my waistline … Continue reading

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