Tag: Just Being
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Splashes
I screamed with laughter as I allowed the sticky paint to kiss the canvas in a variety of strokes and ways A red spill here, lifted and curled around and flicked and dotted and dashed Greens and yellows pass each other Hit each other and spin and spiral this way And that An idea planted…
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Take Flight
Whilst everyone sleeps, Sneak out through the door and look up to the lights from afar Ignore the chatter within your mind, Focus on the patterns of the stars. With back stretched, force free from the gravity net that binds And heave yourself up from the ground. The screeching of the wind becomes the only…
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Being Human
The truth to being human is out there, apparently. In actuality, the truth to being human is in here. In the mind, that is, not in the computer or other device these words are appearing on. And, for truth to be told, words are just words. Sometimes, they are numbers, but usually words. When used…
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A Very Quick Dance for Saturday
The rhythm took me one wayMy legs went the otherThe swirling lights were startlingMaking it seem tougherI arched my back in eleganceThrough strains of music loudAnd I don’t think anyone noticedWhen I tumbled to the ground Told you: a very quick dance for Saturday. Posted in response to Eugenia’s weekly prompt, Dance. The picture is…
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Week Two
My weeks in lockdown begin on Fridays, so that means today is Day One of Week Two. I don’t work on Fridays or at the weekend, so since Monday I’ve been working at home during my normal hours. The benefit of that is as soon as clocking-off time comes around I’m instantly transported back into…
The Mansionic Perspective 