Category: Words
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Three Days Later
Or two days, depending on how you look at it. I’m still having problems getting on to WordPress, but apart from mentioning the fact that there’s a sticky on the Support Forum I’m not going there. Things will be resolved shortly. Probably. Hopefully. Apologies for the lack of replies from this part of the world,…
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On a serious note
Re. On other things Regular readers of (and visitors to) my blog may already know this, but new(er) readers may be slightly confused as to just what, exactly, this blog is all about. Even my about page doesn’t really go into that much detail, either – although, I must admit, it is due for a…
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The Lady in Red
Muriel wasn’t very good with names. She knew names. Just not where they should be. Words she loved. Words. And books. She worked the late shift at the library. In the archives, with all the ancient tomes. Ancient words. Ancient smells. She didn’t like the work, but she liked the words. And the sneaky opportunities…
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Aphorodíta
Aphorodíta, Cast in marble Watches through the years Yearning, Waiting, For Phoenicia, Her land to reappear One Phoenician, Her Phoenician, Adonis, she waits for too But cast in marble She waits forever For that’s All she can do. Behind the marble The story’s different, They live on forever more Even in the Underworld, even if…
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The Way
I’ve been running for what seems like forty days and nights. I was sure the treadmill would get easier the more I used it, but not this one. It’s getting harder. Each run is like climbing a steeper hill. I wouldn’t mind, but I don’t look any different. In fact, I’m sure I look podgier.…
The Mansionic Perspective 