Tag Archives: resilience

D’verse – OpenLinkNight ~ Week 130 – Words

Posted on January 28, 2014 by Michael

Sometimes language speaks to me Through punctuation Surreal moments when Words will jump up, Slap me in the face and say, ‘HEY YOU, LOOK AT ME!!!! I am saying something Something you will regret Should you remain? Unobservant. Knuckle down … Continue reading →

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Poem 95 – Lacey’s Story

Posted on January 28, 2014 by Michael

When I sleep I do so with a knife A trusty ally, I will act before running Should any low life try violating me again.   I am not a bad person.   In the face of you wanting to … Continue reading →

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Haibun Thinking: Week 2 – Mum’s Powl

Posted on January 28, 2014 by Michael

This week there are two prompts I have chosen:   Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm Robert Burns     Mum is standing at he door, tapping her foot, its clear how agitated … Continue reading →

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Australia Day

Posted on January 25, 2014 by Michael

Today 26th January, Is marked as our national day. In 1788 the first fleet arrived. Boatloads of England’s most undesirable Send never to return, Good riddance they said, and were forgotten. Never did they imagine From such humble beginnings This … Continue reading →

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Poem 92

Posted on January 25, 2014 by Michael

disbelief that you really did love me I thought it was all a game your words so often empty but now I wonder at your indifference to me did you mean to lead me on? convince me you were in … Continue reading →

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D’verse – MeetingTheBar: Bedtime stories, tall tales….& the art of story telling

Posted on January 24, 2014 by Michael

Bedtime Story The sun had long set, it was time for bed. Jack looked up at his mother, telling her He wanted a story. Jack’s mother liked telling her small boy stories. She liked that his eyes were riveted On … Continue reading →

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Poem 91 – Every Time

Posted on January 23, 2014 by Michael

Every time you enter a room My heart skips a beat. I so love watching you walk, The way your hips sway, As you glide across a room. You fascinate me. Your smile radiates warmth Fills my soul, replenishes my … Continue reading →

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Friday Fictioneers – Our Farm

Posted on January 23, 2014 by Michael

Life was not easy. I never understood why grandad bought the block he did. Always on a lean could well have been our family motto. So I was born into the family’s burden of tending fields cut into the hill … Continue reading →

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Poem 90 – Early Morning*

Posted on January 22, 2014 by Michael

Clyde loves his farm And he loved his wife Ellie. He works long hours, His farm more than viable. He is comfortable now. The years of battling Learning the land Understanding the elements, Has paid off. He strides across the … Continue reading →

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OpenLinkNight ~ Week 129 – The Book Thief

Posted on January 21, 2014 by Michael

Thoughts on watching the film ‘The Book Thief’  by Marcus Zusak I watch Images Flash before me A past Not so long ago. Terror Uniforms Disorder Destruction Chaos Pain Tears. Death feasting On the lives of the innocent. We must … Continue reading →

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