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Have you met my two favourite girls?

Have you met my two favourite girls, Ellen and Riley? Riley https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B9SWP6K3 https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B0B9SWP6K3 Ellen https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07FYHKR44 https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07FYHKR44

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Red Berries (poem)

Reminders that summer is passing Evenings are getting darker Days, although they don’t feel it, are getting shorter Berries of all colours Nature’s reminders Everything comes to an end Reminders that summer is passing Reminders that seasons must change Indian summer anyone? I’ll live in hope Ever hopeful for just a little more of summer’s warmth Seasons come and seasons go…

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The Measly Jar of Motivation - Seasons Move On (poem)

When she opened her eyes, The seasons had moved on… Time hadn’t stood still. The heat was gone from the sun. There was a chill in the air. It was time to move on. Time to seek freedom. The world still weighted heavily on her. As she walked the load lightened. She began to breathe again, Taking deeper and deeper breaths. Feeling the sun on her back, She savoured the taste of…

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Ten Years Ago Today The Creative Journey Began...

Ten years ago this week, I stopped at the local mall on my way back from work and bought a new A4 notebook and some pens. Ten years ago today, I sat down on my front doorstep in the early evening sunshine with that notebook and one of the pens and began to write. It would be weeks…months…before I told anybody what I was attempting to do. At that time in my life, I knew I had to do something…

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Throwback Thursday.....Stronger Within

Throwback Thursday….. His inbox was crammed full of unread mails – most of which were advertising junk. Before this infuriated him further, he tweaked his junk mail filters, then returned to his inbox. There was one email from Maddy that caught his attention. The subject heading was “Silver Lake album and merchandising artwork.” He opened the message, scanning the details about a band meeting…

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Auroville - yes, it is real!

Auroville – yes, it is real!

When I switched on my laptop the other day, the Bing photo caught my eye and piqued my curiosity. What was this incredible looking round gold building? Where was it? Was it real? The photo was an aerial view similar to the one below I quickly discovered that it was real. The photo was of an experimental town in India called Auroville and that glorious golden spherical building was The…

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The Measly Jar of Motivation - Daisy

Despite the number of art classes that she taught in a week, Friday evening’s, at the close of the day, were Daisy’s favourite. For the past few years, she had willingly given up her time to teach a class at the local hospital. There were no age or ability stipulations, resulting in the class attracting a wide range of students. It ran on a drop-in format so from one week to the next, she never…

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Airport (acrostic poem)

Arrivals and departures Irresistible lure of the newsstand Realisation that the trip is over Praying that the flight is on time Only worry is “will the suitcase survive?” Really should have packed less Trips are fun (image sourced via Google- credits to the owner)

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The Restoration of the Kitchen Library

Ever start a task and seriously wish you hadn’t? A month or so ago I was getting work done in the house that involved knocking down a wall to extend my existing kitchen and fitting a whole new kitchen. There are floor to ceiling bookshelves at one end of the room so before the work commenced, I packed up all my books. No mean feat. Scoot forward a month and the work was complete…which meant…

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A Widow For A Year And Change.....

I don’t often write these blogs on a personal level, preferring to keep the vast majority of my personal life out of the social media spotlight. This week is an exception. I’ve been a widow for a year…and a few days… and it still feels weird…surreal…unreal. There’s a certain loss of identity that comes with this new title that isn’t sitting easy with me. Am I single? Am I still married? I know…

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Journal - an acrostic poem

Jotting down thoughts One thought at a time Using the words as therapy Relating the tale helps Nothing to hide Always honest Love how the words reveal the truths the eyes don’t see

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Silently Watching Upon a Hunter's Moon

Staring down at the lifeless homeless girl, Jem ran his hands through his hair and groaned. He could feel her blood coursing through him, taking the edge off his Rabbia Sanguigna. “If only it would last,” he thought to himself as he tucked her stinking nylon sleeping bag round her corpse. With a click, the flame of his lighter danced in the dark. He touched it to the sleeping bag then…

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The Measly Jar of Motivation - Fifteen Years Down the Line

It had been years since I had seen her. Life got in the way. You know how it is. Maintaining adult friendships is tough- work, family, kids, divorce…they all get in the way. A friend of a friend brought her back into my circle by chance. Back in school, she had been a lively girl. One of life’s unique colourful souls. I’d secretly had a huge crush on her. Many many times I’d almost asked her…

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The Scent of Summer (poem)

If I could bottle the scent of summer It would start with the smell of the ocean The saltiness dancing in the early morning air. If I could bottle the scent of summer It would be the smell of sunscreen tinged with sand, A gritty coconut aroma. If I could bottle the scent of summer It would be the tantalising smell of pizza With a whiff of a side of fries. If I could bottle the scent of…

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Silently Watching After The Corn Moon

For three days and nights after Luna’s birth, Trine’s life hung in the balance. Caring for the baby fell largely to Jem, allowing Meryn to focus her energies on healing the new mother. The younger vampiress had lost so much blood when she had haemorrhaged post-partum. Every time that Meryn thought she had stopped the bleeding, it started again. As soon as night fell, Jem was despatched daily to…

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Silently Watching Under A Full Corn Moon

With the last light of day glowing behind the hills across the river, Jem stood on the beach staring at the beach hut. It still looked the same from the outside. There was nothing different about it as far as he could tell. No one passing by on the coastal path would realise how drastically it had been altered. Before they had left the castle following the conclusion of the dark angel’s trial,…