Tag: #life
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Change
The little yellow bench is gone. It stood against the pine. Each year the pine provided shelter and a canopy of green above me. You could sit there and watch the sun set over the water. The little gray cottage is shuttered. The hands of the claddagh folded in friendship. The place where friends met.…
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Sky
Leaving before the sun rises, the quiet comforts me. This time is my favorite time of day. The midst on the hills rises and dances. There is a fawn peeping out of the tree line. I made coffee to take with me. The coffee is hot in its holder, fragrant. The twists and turns of…
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The Madonna
As I walk by the cabinet in the dining room, she stares at me as I pass. She sits high on top of the cabinet. Sometimes I forget that she is there. The term Madonna means, my lady. She represents love, compassion and virtue. A few years ago my husband and I went to look…
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Rabbit, etc
The rabbit is back and has a friend with him. The two made an appearance and came out of the tall grass by the bird feeder. I guess they wanted to pick up the seeds on the floor for a little morning snack. I love you rabbits, I said. They turned to look at me,…
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Transmute
Tonight I walked to the meadow and was surprised to see that there were seven deer there. They looked at me, unafraid and curious. The dog was on his lead and pulled to see them. We interrupted their meeting. The dog and I stood still to watch them at the edge of the meadow. They…
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The Block – Part Two
Frankly, the house needed quite a bit of fixing up. I was going to work a summer session to get a little more money to help me get the repairs done sooner then later. The ceiling in the dining room was in sad shape. When the contractor came to give me an estimate, he hit…
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The Block
Going through the real estate ads, I needed to find a place to live. I had limited funds, but I was a teacher. I was a union teacher, so I wasn’t going to rent. I was going to buy. The union made it possible for us to buy a home. We had almost 200,000 members.…
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Marco
Marco was the bully on the block. He would never share or play nice. He called everyone names. He pushed kids, took their stuff and was mean deep into his core. Gloria and Anna were in front of their house drawing on the sidewalk with bright colored chalk. They had glass coca-cola bottles lines lined…
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The Earth Is Alive
Five in the morning is not dark anymore. The earth is alive, awake from its long winter slumber. The sun’s bright rays. outstretched like loving arms. The air is crisp and I smell applewood from the stove. The sweet, smokey scent familiar and pleasant. The morning fog lifts and reveals springs emerging beauty. The energy…
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Juju
Juju ran up the block, he had no jacket on. His thin wiry arms moving like a swimmers over the cement sidewalk. Moving through a range of strokes over the cement sidewalk he approaches, running, frantic. Juju sees me going through the gate of my house and runs towards me. Caro, Caro, save me. I…
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