Monthly Archives: September 2013

Prompt 23 Anais Nin Quotes – My Wife

  “I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage … Continue reading

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Prompt 23 – Anais Nin Quotes – 4

  “Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.” … Continue reading

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Ligo Haibun Challenge – A Kiss and Goodbye

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough -Rabindranath Tagore   I sat and pondered whether or not there was an opportunity to engage with him one last time. The last days had been horrific, tubes, machines, … Continue reading

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Poem 12 – Grandkids

there are six of you now, and I have met you all. I shall watch as you grow guided and loved by parents who dote on you leading you carefully along life’s paths. who’ll pick you up when you fall, … Continue reading

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Friday Fictioneers – Embrace Change

Life is a series of challenges. From one stage of growth to another it’s about the direction we choose to go in. They say opportunity knocks but in this day and age the door you open may take you in … Continue reading

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Alastair’s Photo Fiction – Photo Op

  Do you think we will see it today? Could do, it’s the right sort of day. I hope so, we’ve come such a long way and I do want to go home with the photo, you said there’d be … Continue reading

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I love you Dad

This week is the anniversary of my worst ever week. A year ago I spent this week with my father as he gasped his way to his death. Dad with Great Granddaughter Dakota each morning a long drive longer as … Continue reading

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