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The Middle in ‘Mid-Life’

It’s funny how our dialogue has changed from talking about what to do on the weekend or how the baby kept us up all night; to how we want to spend our retirement years and looking forward to not having to wake up to an alarm clock or a mundane drive to an office. 894 more words

Misguided Musings

When I Fly

The prompt over at dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: Breaking and Entering calls for writing a poem to a set form, but then breaking it just a little and making it your own. 166 more words

Life

The Storm


South wind blew softly as they sail.
Not far off a tempest arises, strong gale
a late autumn gregale, called Eurolydon… rocks
as life and death tips the scales. 207 more words

Week 327 ~ notes float fly

notes float fly
disappear
like a sigh
notes float fly
dreams pass by
who will hear
notes float fly
disappear

Poetry

Afterthought 41—Same Way You Went Out

Something you don't wish to hear's misheard
most in the voice by which you have conferred
it breath sufficient to betray its void
through silences screamed as they rush deployed
to quit their loves before they lie interred. 75 more words
Word

Spring

Spring

When Spring comes and winter leaves,

Oh, how refreshing – all it brings.

So long winter, see you later!

It’s time to take off that sweater. 321 more words

Non-Fiction

Where I See Good

A Rondeau for Paris

Where I see good, but for a day
with millions strong finding a way
to transcend ignorance and fear,
marching united, we are here— 59 more words

Elaine Stirling