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A Call to My Siblings

With a trowel I scrape a strip of skin,
A strip of skin off Gaia, our Mother.
I spread it out till it is parchment-thin, 160 more words


Top Soil

“All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee:
All the wonder and wealth of the mine in the heart of one gem:”* 100 more words

Writing Challenges

perfum d'espoir (troibun)

There is nothing like the feeling of rich dark soil slip through your fingers when planting a garden. Gloves will only rob you of that sense of life at your fingertips. 287 more words


Quadrille: Love Echoes

an echo of winter
clings to the corries
while melting snows
flow into the loch
once more

all that is green
grows and glows
in the morning sun… 56 more words

Two way mirror

“That is how I explained myself to the strange impression I had of being odd man out, a kind of intruder.” ― Albert Camus – The Stranger… 154 more words

Writing Challenges


We miss you
in stiller moments
the tree still there as reminder
showy this Spring for one so small
after all it’s just five years… 28 more words

Writing Challenges



Balloon bubble shimmers green,
On cue – jarred springs twist,
Spark, curl


Lulled shadow clouds melt,
Leaving scars that dance, skip,
Journey on breezes… 123 more words