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when you happen to catch the sun rising

OK, this “poem” is really bad, but sharp with memory. It’s from when I used to work night shift as a Nurse’s Aid at the local Nursing Home. Let me tell you, nurses are people who are on their feet … Continue reading

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No fight today!

For the 4 people who read me, and wish to see something other than poetry here once in awhile, let me tell you what’s been distracting around our place lately: we got Cable. After years of barely watching any TV, … Continue reading

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Have a piece!

What could I do to entice you to try poetry? Reading it, I mean. If I shared something I’d written myself, would you be curious to see how weird I can be? :D A good poet, or any artist for … Continue reading

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Thanks to someone who was coughing loudly last night–

Stars winking and flashing through the branches Wisps of cloud scurrying by In my ear: the haunting, windy rendition of We Three Kings      from my Nature playlist… The beauty of being half-wide-awake, and near a window, at 2:30 this … Continue reading

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To make you think slowly ;)

Hard. To be expectant with that wonderful miracle of life growing, bulging inside, And not be able to tell everyone!   So hard. Knowing the more-than-miracle that it is, Answer to a more-than-9 month expectancy for daughter Israel– for the … Continue reading

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THEY’RE BACK!!

Apparently they had a good time… if the size of certain waist-lines is any indication.  Now The Mom will be busy these next two weeks, getting things ready for TWO weeks away!  She’s in her life-is-a-test mode.  It’s like a … Continue reading

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WE’RE BACK!

Here’s a picture of one of The Mom’s favourite things from Florida (the shells on the ocean beach, not her foot!) And here’s a poem that sort of goes with that story posted before we left.  The Mom wrote it … Continue reading

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