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Dreams Darkly Dreamt
“They’ve promised that dreams can come true- but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too. –Oscar Wilde As the world locks down around me, so too does it seem that I am running into a bit of trouble in the dream world as well. Most nights, nightmares have replaced my normal dreams. Dark dreams…
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February Song Challenge
Continuing my monthly challenge of learning and playing one song per month. This month’s song was not my first choice, but in the spirit of not giving up and moving forward, I pressed on with an old song that is near and dear to my heart. Hopefully next month, I will have a new microphone…
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A Known Stranger
“All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.” –Kahlil Gibran Everyone is a dreamer. To what extent, depends on the individual. I’ve learned over time that, just as every person is different, so too is every…
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Hopeful, the Spirit
“If someone does not want me it is not the end of the world. But if I do not want me, the world is nothing but endings.” — Nayyirah Waheed And so the year has turned to its close, and as I heal from wounds of my own choosing, I find myself turning introspective again.…
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Peacock Hydrangeas
“Take me to the land of lovers where flowers bloom with love, birds sing with love, and hearts long for hearts. ” –Debasish Mridha I must admit, I have neglected the blog as of late. Part of it has been due to writer’s block, which I struggle with often. But the other part has been…
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Some Personal Poetry
I am signaling you through the flames. The North Pole is not where it used to be. Manifest destiny is no longer manifest. Civilization self-destructs. Nemesis is knocking at the door. What are poets for, in such an age? What is the use of poetry? The state of the world calls out for poetry to…
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The Blue Serpent
“Just as a snake sheds its skin, we must shed our past over and over again.” –Gautama Buddha When I was a little girl, just barely 7 or 8 at the oldest, I met a snake at the local wildlife center during a field trip. I had seen snakes before, and had been told they…
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A Summer of Wanderings
The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page. Augustine of Hippo Since I was 5 years old, I’ve traveled almost every summer. Most of the summers of my youth were spent in France, but as I got older, I tried to get out into different parts of America…
Just a Poor Ghost 