Aged #midnighthaiku
Summer’s final blaze Bright against autumnal skies Inner light glowing
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My hair’s a mess and lacking life I’m feeling fat and frumpy. Although I gave up vanity A while ago… I’m grumpy. I ache in bits I will not name And every bone and tooth, I don’t mind growing older …...
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With half an eye to a handsome face… Rugged, smooth or touched with grace… Or a pretty dress I’d love to wear, A pair of heels, a style of hair… I’m seventeen, or twenty three… Or would have been Were...
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A repost of an old poem in honour of Mother’s Day here in the UK… perhaps more poignant this year than ever… I see my mother’s hands before my eyes The first caress that I had ever known, And …...
View ArticleTrembling ~ 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...
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