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CuriousAnnie
3 weeks ago
Australia

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Happy First Birthday

The days are long but the weeks short.

Snips and snails And puppy-dogs’ tails. Asleep, compliant, Momentarily silent. Dreaming of nips? Or plates of chips, Plus yogurt drops, And paddle pops? Defined. Ironic, dude You love sweet food; Sugar and spice, And all that's nice. That grin, your grin,...

The Godfather’s Daughter

The old skin has to be shed before the new skin can come.

For the first time, a month after her twenty-second birthday, Maria, shadowed by her mother, greeted guests arriving at their seaside residential compound. Year in, year out, this was the most exclusive New Year’s Eve party on Earth. Yet one so shrouded i...

Expecting

Last Sunday was Father's Day down under

Hey, little one, don’t be coy, Take that alpha step, my boy. You’re luxuriating in my womb, Can’t stay, it’s not a catacomb. You do know what tomorrow is? I thought not; for that day is his. Didn’t think you’d bring a gift, Hopefully focused on your super...

His simple question rocked her; hurt bubbling to the surface and etching itself on her face. Paul was alarmed he had spoilt their growing rapport. “I’m sorry, Sara. I didn’t mean to pry. Let’s talk about something else.” “No. It’s not your fault,” Sara re...

Mentally prospecting, Needing that perfect word. Meaningful, like frisson, Not discordant; like impact’s not a verb. My mind fog thins, achievement? Still incorporeal, maybe transient; seemingly onomatopoeia. Write it down! It dissolved, cloaked in mist,...

Love rejoices with the truth

1 Corinthians 13: 6-7

Lightening's strike Unexpectedly, out of a clear sky Lies laying waste Love's delights?   No, honesty is our key Your words set us free To rejoice in God's truth Rightous love is our humanity   For he looks kindly on our choice to love Trusts us with his...

Falling In Love

For Pixie and Mel

Eyes lock A thrown switch Magnetic flows Drawn to you   Stepping out Over cynical cliffs A leap of faith Potentially us   We do click That seatbelt sound Falling safely Protecting us   Soft splashdown In love's sea Fatalism banished I'm loved by you    

The seasons of love

For Melody and Pixie

The days and seasons cycle rhythmically Patterns determined at time’s first dawn The tapestry of hearts wasn’t then written in stone Its left to us weavers to spin love’s silky threads   As you two weaved the first stiches of love The golden summer warmed...