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With a roasted butternut risotto into the shadows blending in alone walk across the night through open windows of fingers decending with accapella of sing and long wings of mimes at the end of a twilight's rainbows in the translation of a child's imaginat...

What Gives You The Right

My rambling thoughts...

What gives you the right to assume I’m DTF? That’s Down To… Well, you can look it up. I assure you I’m not. Perhaps after some time, some long time, and a bonding friendship built of courting and a heavy dose of flirting. Yes, I said courting. People don’...

Stillness is an art, a challenge, a marathon,An elusive quality to strive for. Life’s distractions are simpler,Busy-ness, activities, filling the diary,Padding the mind with the next thing to do. The white noise of chatterExternalises focus, Like the buzz...

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What People Don't Realise

A short story by Andrea Snyman. Some stories begin where you think they end.

What people don’t realise is that death isn’t what they think it is. ~ You find yourself in a waiting room…Sitting comfortably on the couch. It’s not too cold, it’s not too warm…It even comes complete with old school elevator type music. They probably fig...

Save Their Innocence: A Musing

A musing about the violent events of 2018 in America...

“Somebody!” “Please!” “Please, somebody!” The screams fill my ears as I watch the news video play out. The gunshots punctuate every cry with a hollow shout. My heart beats like a hummingbird’s wings with the knowledge that if we do not fix this - if this...

Spires of Holiness Burst beams through clouds Crisp air Refreshes my Soul   Harps and Lyres Gruntled melody through din Tympanic sound Refreshes my Soul   Incense and myrrh Invigorated scents through smoke Melded aromas Refreshes my Soul   Chocolate and p...

I have walked the path of the ancient ones. Each step made me stronger. Wiser. Fearless. I don’t suffer the antics of fools. Nor do I tolerate the pretense of substance. Heavy is the granite of my principals. Cracked by forces meant to weaken me. Wedges a...

Soul Unique

Soul unique and beautifully perfect

Everything society finds to be rational,is simply a revelation,or an interpretation of another's expressions,or beliefs. To be true to one's self,one has to look deep inside.Not hide real feelings and our way of life.By accepting the interpretations of ot...

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If I had wings...

The melancholy beauty of the fall

The olives and the ochres of withered blades,Of conkers and hazel all through the gladeDark evenings, too soon the clock going back,Squirrels secreting their nutty snacksA ring of fairies dancing on the lawn,Appearing in the early dawn  The cool breeze br...

Adios Irma

And stay out!!

This, hopefully, will be my last rant about Irma Tuesday 9.12.17 4:20 pm ESTIrma has finished her dance with the sunshine state. She hovered over Naples for hours pummeling them with rain and devastating winds. She even left a storm surge of about 3 feet....

How did those maple leaves get in your bathtub?Meh.  I don’t know.Shrug shrug. What would you like to have for dinner?Meh. I dunno.Shrug shrug. Did you enjoy the movie last night?Meh. Sheesh.Eye roll.I thought the movie was rather boring and am thinking o...