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In poem on 2 June, 2012 at 22:49

The beauty of a woman is all that is beautiful.

The finger rests controlled,

music lives and shines another corner,

she is futile again,

my life unfolds in her delicate petals

gripped and dropping free.

Her eyes – special silence in them

Courage, without a hand I am held

Glance, dip to the right corner

I am lost again

Her eyes are searching all the time

For me to come to.



Clickety-click Diary #66 – Storytelling

In Uncategorized on 21 August, 2010 at 20:12

Waking up this morning, I found out it was the afternoon. Leaping out of bed with all the joy of a weekend in front of me, I quickly ran into the hazy wall of an unexpected hangover.

It was there lurking while I was in bed, chasing away the morning with turns and eye-cheating -lids – a blissful Saturday morning with nothing much to do.

This is a change- dear reader. I have spent Saturday mornings cowering in terror at the abyss of empty opportunity in front of me, but not this. I was doing nothing, and happy. I believe this is my favoured state.

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In Uncategorized on 22 July, 2010 at 00:06

Today was the soft rhythm of a feeling of a day. Tea took on its own taste again and grass throbbed with its own growing. You could hear it as you listened, three-quarters of an inch from the ground.

Garden is very big, and flowers doing their best to fill it up – jostling for room and competition for the bees.

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