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Prompt 23 Anais Nin Quotes – My Wife

Posted on September 29, 2013 by Michael

  “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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Friday Fictioneers – Embrace Change

Posted on September 25, 2013 by Michael

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

Posted on September 25, 2013 by Michael

  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

Posted on September 24, 2013 by Michael

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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Friday Fictioneers – The Wedding Dress

Posted on September 19, 2013 by Michael

Everyday Grandad stood in front of the second hand shop. ‘Hey Grandad, how are you today?’ He’d look at me and say:  ‘Good thanks, I’m ok today.’ ‘What are you looking at Grandad?’ ‘She was a beautiful bride, wore a … Continue reading →

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Poem 9

Posted on September 16, 2013 by Michael

writers block prohibits me from describing boredom. my boredom generates a tantrum. sit with arms crossed lips in serious pout, stamping of feet for added effect. are you writing this down? bastard! not fair!!!! a poem from my boredom my … Continue reading →

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Poem 8

Posted on September 16, 2013 by Michael

  when I was small merely a child I could walk in safety on concrete paths simple things would fit my tiny hands a walk to the shop was a norm with threepence knotted in the corner of a hanky. … Continue reading →

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Prompt 21 My Story

Posted on September 15, 2013 by Michael

In 1975 I began my career as a teacher. In a few short weeks that career will come to an end. I like to think of my career as a very fortunate one. I have taught in some wonderful schools, … Continue reading →

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The Hand Man

Posted on June 17, 2013 by Michael

The Hand Man Says Come take it My hand Is strength, It will keep you safe. It is not perfect , but what is? It will lead you home Give you assurance. Come take it, for it seeks you. Soak … Continue reading →

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Maybe

Posted on June 13, 2013 by Michael

  Maybe You wait Nothing. You wonder Nothing. Did I do/say/imply wrong? All I hear is deafening silence. A rare moment of hope, of expectation Dashed. Nothing.   Maybe This is my worst fear!   Something good A flicker of … Continue reading →

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