these days of late autumn
the moon never leaves the sky
not even the blinding blue
crisp with cold and sun-swollen
holds back her voyage
Gogyohka for too short days
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these days of late autumn
the moon never leaves the sky
not even the blinding blue
crisp with cold and sun-swollen
holds back her voyage
Ramblings of an Irish ecologist and gardener
Poetry of a changing Earth. The grief is real--so is the hope.
Inspiring others through the written word, fictional blurbs & documenting my writing process from scratch.
occasional musings of an itinerant seanchaà polishing his craft online
The Things That Are In My Head.
offbeat words for you...
Just writing what's on my mind
AS HUMILDES OPINIÕES DE UMA MULHER DE CORAGEM QUE DIZ SIM À VIDA!
And so it goes...
My journey through photography
Inspiration and Spirituality **Award Free**
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Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!
Not a literary magazine for ordinary times, but a journal for an exceptional one. Writing the pandemic, together. Image, Somewhere in Time by Hengki Lee: Instagram @hengki_lee
Running in the slow lane
It started as a 366 - now a regular Photoblog- just for the love of taking photos and sharing them.
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Promoting mindful living
A r t w o r k . . . f r o m . . . . . . H a m b u r g . . . . . . . . . . . . . G e r m a n y
October and November 2019
"Words are all we have" Samuel Beckett.
sharing the stories of interconnection
Jottings of a Storyhound
Anita Dawes & Jaye Marie
Just another blog of random thoughts.
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
lines that aim to be
And then I stop and sit and eat.
Lovely. I’m tempted to go out and look for the moon now, but it’s too cloudy.
I never understand how the moon works. It pops up in a different place every day! I like to see it in the day sky though.
I don’t get that either, and I love morning moons (or later in the day, too). Of course, we would both love that! 😀
The sun is fine, but so in your face. Moon is subtle 🙂
Hahaha.
I can’t figure it out either. But I always enjoy the gift. Clouds here too, but maybe tomorrow… (k)
Whatever she wants to do is fine by me.
Agreed.
i love the story you weaved here.
Thank you 🙂