
Image from Etsy.com
neurons misfire
embarrassment fills the air
strangers speculate
From my books Ephemera and Riverthink
Image from Etsy.com
neurons misfire
embarrassment fills the air
strangers speculate
From my books Ephemera and Riverthink
Writer Lynne Sargent
Poetry Puttering by Pax & Company
Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
no dust here
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
rejuvenatement - not retirement
Applause
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bowing humbly…
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đ
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neurons blame the dog
strangers look at each other, smile
the dog sees an opportunity
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*smile* – well done
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I’m so honored, and grateful, to have connected with you, such an enormous talent, and beautiful soul, for what’s now quite a few years ago. This was the perfect Haiku. In fact, I’m leaving in a few minutes to get my “brain fart” tested today. I’m a bit over the speculators. đ
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your kindness is dearly appreciated – may you pass your test with flying colors
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Thank you Paul, and may you be eased and comforted during this time. â€
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Oh how I miss you Paul. So many tests, some passed, some not, still more to go, a medical roller coaster caused by the hands of others. It’s uncomfortable on some level without you here, but your energy will always be here. You were oh so inspiring, appreciated and cared for by many. I miss you dear Paul. Be at peace on the wings of angels. â€
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There’s been many more since the one you wished me luck on. Oh how I miss you Paul. WordPress is hauntingly empty without you. I can’t even begin to imagine what you’re writing about all you see and experience now. Fly on the wings of angels my dear friend.
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This is clever. I can certainly relate…
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I’m glad it worked for you
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Lol! Been there!
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*smile*
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I wish mine were as beautiful as the picture!
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*smile*
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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đ€Ł. Yep. Pretty much!!! Cheers! đ
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*smile*
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Wonderful words.
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