Month: Dec 2023
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7 December: Found Poetry
Song The mindneeds to be held in the heart. Just as a nightingale singswithout seeing anyone. It is selfless. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom of St Porphyrious, First published in English 2005.…
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6 December: Somewhere There’s Always Chocolate
Somewhere near the equator, my youngest son is explaining to his daughter of nearly 6 years why she can’t have chocolate for breakfast, in much the same way that I explained to him when he was 6, why he couldn’t eat chocolate for breakfast, and much like my mum explained to me that eating chocolate…
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5 December: dVerse Prosery
I Was Where I Am I was standing at the kitchen sink, the cold tap turned on just enough to slide the egg and bacon fat off the plates. Standing there, staring down the street toward the old oak tree that nearly burnt when the pub had that kitchen fire a few years ago. Thinking…
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5 December: Found Poetry
Own We have nothing our ownbut wisdom and care. Everything is naught. These delicate matters are images of Own. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom of St Porphyrious, First published in English 2005.…
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4 December: Sunday’s Six Sentence
The Witches of Arundel Side by side bones of two women,blurred and buffed by earth’s shiftand rewritten by centuries of ink –their plainness hardly drew an eye. Memory of that day at Tumulus Copseis lost, a faint scrap hint of a footpathpasses a flat grey stone, the treesalways bone-riddled with bird song. Pentagrams regularly knottedto…
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4 December: Found Poetry
Thunderous How distant our lightningfrom thunder. How wounded by lovedoes a healed heart leap. Serene. Intense.A compunction from tears. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom of St Porphyrious, First published in English 2005.…
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3 December: Sunday’s Recommendation
Cecilia and I have known each for what seems like an eternity. She runs a sustainable/mostly self sufficient/ mostly organic farm-to-feed in the midwest of America. Her stories are humorous and engaging. Her photography is inspiring. Her message is a simple life with real food, fresh air, and love and attention to her animals. It’s…
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3 December: Found Poetry
Transitions A frame of mindis not light on ones face. It shines the path ahead. It is something you feelwithout effort. It moves your mind to your heart. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and…
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2 December: The Old Samurai
The Old Samurai On his white sheets and pillowstir the faces and those deadblank eyes and liquid last words. On his robe, silk stitched birdsand a flood of cherry blossoms. On the table, a tea ceremony waits. On his face, uplifted, winter falls,watery eyes as he remembersyouthful evenings in the village. On his head a…
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2 December: Found Poetry
Undertones Honey,sweet and runnyto flood your mind and heart. A dreamof wisdom flows below and underneath. Images are copyright and not to used without permission, which I willingly give when asked, and when not for commercial use. Wounded by Love, The Life and Wisdom of St Porphyrious, First published in English 2005. ISBN 978-960-7120-19-9. A…
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