Tag: Writing
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Summer Dreams
I long for the short hot nights of Summer Dreamy days with lullaby scents from yesteryear Rainbows in sprinklers And zephyrs that caress with a well practiced softness. I long for the short hot nights of Summer So I can lay awake wishing it were cooler.
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Yet Another Milestone Reached!
The final stats-related milestone has now been reached, for the time being, as it stands. I have now clocked up 25,000 visitors. Now, I’m not exactly one-hundred per cent sure on the difference between a visitor and a view, but looking at these figures I’m told that each visitor on average has viewed something on…
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Island of Dreams
The Land of Nod beckoned. Stars shone brightly in an almost clear and endless sky, each one representing someone’s dream; someone’s hope. The island sparkled in the starlight, frozen on the horizon, frozen in time. The Land of Nod. Eternal gateway to the Realm of Dreams, accessed only occasionally by souls travelling as their host…
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Wordle: Great Outdoors
There was a wise grandmother Who looked at the sky She could see the week’s weather Without seeming to try She knew if a storm was coming As plants stood firm and braced And house sparrows flew at speed When to their eaves they raced Crooked clouds hung heavy Tobacco-coloured and dark She smiled when…
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Fear Here!
Three of the Four Horsemen have just saddled up, apparently. The other must be running a little late. The gates of Hell are on standby – well, the Gatekeeper of Hell is on standby – to open once the Apocalypse arises. The signs are everywhere. Uncontrollable change is taking place all across the globe. Scientists…
The Mansionic Perspective 