Category: Life
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This king sits insipid; his right will hid.His mind fills with spilling milk, twisting wild. Biting sting grips. Fit spits ill ilk Pining wind sighs limp.It is still. Bird trilling strings wind with thrills.Wings inching in sight, swinging high with skill, Singing drips bliss, knitting split thinking, Snips stifling film, pricking pity, Visit stirs this king. Light is lit…
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Life is a complicated knot, Navigating patterns of light and darkHolding the tension so it doesn’t fly apart. Tracing threads of pain and beauty, Sometimes finding that they meet. Combing through the colored strands of memories,The vibrant and the gray Catching the light of day while it lasts.
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The time has come,’ the Walrus said, To talk of many things: Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax — Of cabbages — and kings — And why the sea is boiling hot — And whether pigs have wings.’ Lewis Carroll I’m determined to complete 2 things this week. My art project for my…
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A group of waxen figures smiling without warmth. Obscure beneath the smooth exterior, connection is hidden.
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I’m going through a little bit of what I like to call a “midlife renaissance”. It started during the COVID yearsTM when my husband was complaining (justifiably, sorry, sorry) about me being on twitter too much and I got sick of politics. I passive aggressively decided to read some books and cut back on twitter,…
Writ & Whimsy 