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Lessons for me! Year 30 I have to be still!

I have to be still!
For the rest of this quarter, I just want to be still. I want to be quiet. I want to be clear. 82 more words


A Chapter by Peter Rogerson
” Umbaga meets two strangers, very different from him or anyone he knows. “

Umbaga shrunk behind a tree and stared into the pre-dawn gloom when he heard the musical voice ringing out with a gentility he had never associated with anything human. 1,537 more words


A horseshoe nail

From the archives:

For want of a nail the shoe was lost.
For want of a shoe the horse was lost.
For want of a horse the rider was lost. 523 more words


Musing 2

Why am I feeling so alone?

Everyday morphs into the next.

If there was no coffee, I probably wouldn’t notice the day beginning.

The weekend brings longer hours. 26 more words

Poetry Saturday—A Hundred Years From Now

It will not make much difference, friend,

A hundred years from now,

If you live in a stately mansion

Or on a floating river scow; 142 more words