The schoolgirl

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Lance Sheridan

I am not at home.
How white my bed sheets are.
My small bed seeps dreams,
The moon is bare in trees,
It has no face or mouth;

Nor the schoolroom clock,
Parts, bits, cogs.
Departures, departures, the track
Of time empties white into a distance
Tap. Tap. Tap. I find myself waiting.

I am a pulse, a rehearsal attends me
Like a nurse; she is flatness, a dead socket.
I sit at my desk with cold angels, I saw
Their death in a holy book.
As I read, it emptied itself of its promise.

I remember the minute when I knew for sure,
I could see the dangers coming for me, I saw
My world in it— small, mean and black.
Every word hooked to every other word
Like swarms of fish, swaddled in a cold sea.

I was not ready. I thought I could deny the
Consequences. The…

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Desperate Gardens

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House of Heart

Near daybreak, my eyes close,

my mind steps down into our most

beloved poem

*In a dark timethe eye begins to see,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade …

I look out upon our desperate gardens.

A raven sits motionless on the branch

of a skeleton tree greedily eyeing the

tiny lark all feathers and bone.

In the state between sleep and wake

I traverse birth and mortality,

the faintest hint of earthy candles

sweeps the orb of my celestial dreaming

a sensation of  pearls like tiny moons

falling through my open palms ,

and you,  whose sigh is a strophe

of sonnets, waits far at the boundary,

not a spirit or  rose tinged snow

but flesh and bone and sinew.

Alone  I am sleeping less,

roused by the wing beats of Boreal Owls

circling ancient Cypress trees

their screech a fist of wind with knife edge

talons…

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You Live, You Die, In Between There’s #Chocolate

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I just say again EXCELLENT ❤❤❤👍👍❤

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https://yadadarcyyada.com/2019/05/30/you-live-you-die-in-between-theres-chocolate/Life

You’re born.
You didn’t ask for it, but it happened,
let’s not go into detail how, there it is.
Do what you will with that life (do no harm);
despite what some people will tell you,
you (mostly) choose how to live it.https://yadadarcyyada.com/2019/05/30/you-live-you-die-in-between-theres-chocolate/

Chocolate

One, two, one, two, three
Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, uh!
Oh yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, uh!
Struggled with faith in food love or food miracles (miracles) uh!https://yadadarcyyada.com/2019/05/30/you-live-you-die-in-between-theres-chocolate/Never wanna put
myheart/stomachon the line, uh!https://yadadarcyyada.com/2019/05/30/you-live-you-die-in-between-theres-chocolate/But swimming in your Phenylethylalanine is something spiritual (spiritual) uh!https://yadadarcyyada.com/2019/05/30/you-live-you-die-in-between-theres-chocolate/I’m born again every time your flavonoids spend the night, uh!

https://yadadarcyyada.com/2019/05/30/you-live-you-die-in-between-theres-chocolate/‘Cause your Tryptophan takes me to paradise
Yeah your Seratonin takes me to paradisehttps://yadadarcyyada.com/2019/05/30/you-live-you-die-in-between-theres-chocolate/And it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause you make me feel like,
I’ve been locked out ofchocolateheavenhttps://yadadarcyyada.com/2019/05/30/you-live-you-die-in-between-theres-chocolate/
For too long, for too long…
Oh yeah…

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Viking Voyages to Vinland

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Nifty Buckles Folklore Fun

Did you know that the Scandinavian Vikings visited Newfoundland and Labrador Canada approximately five centuries before John Cabot or Christopher Columbus sailed to North America? Vinland or Wine-land was discovered by Leif Erickson, covered the area from the Gulf of St. Lawrence to the northeastern New Brunswick known for its grapevines, then all the way up to Newfoundland.

Photo below: Reenactment of Viking ships at L’Anse aux Meadows

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Vikings were known for their raiding and trading in unknown lands such as L’Anse aux Meadows located at the Northern tip of Newfoundland. In 1960 archaeological artifacts were found there. This site’s discovery and dig was lead by Archaeologist Anne Stine Ingstad with her husband Helge Ingstad. Vineland or Wine-land was written about in the Icelandic Sagas. This site was named an Archaeological and Historical site by the Government of Canada in 1968. Over time, the Vikings left the area due to…

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#Creative #Children, #Writing #Friends, and a New #Publishing #Adventure

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Our Children: Our Future 👍👍❤🤗

Jean Lee's World

Let’s start with something sweet, shall we?

Matching shirt day!

Blondie finished the school year with a straight-A report card. She was particularly proud of her last story for writing class: “The Invention that Changed the Chicken World.” It’s a suspenseful tale of action and intrigue as Zach, a lowly chicken residing on a dairy farm on the slopes of Mount St. Helens, discovers that special rocks from the volcano will help him build a jet pack. He successfully builds a model only to be discovered by a nefarious squirrel…well here, you read it:

Little did Zach know that two sinister eyes were watching from the trees. Later Zach was walking back to the coop when suddenly, a squirrel jumped in the way! He was wearing an eyepatch on his right eye! Worst of all, he was pointing a GUN AT HIM!!!

“Gimme your rocks, sonny. Then you can have…

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Get to the Crossroads — Brother Love

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I love supernatural, magical and spooky stories 😊🙏❤❤

Teagan's Books

Wednesday, May 29, 2019

Train at crossroadsDan Antion’s Crossroads

First a note of apology.  Half the time, WordPress is preventing me from using “likes” on comments or on posts — even here at my own blog. I’ve logged on repeatedly and it does no good. As for the “happiness engineers,” they give me no joy.

If you’ve made a comment, be sure that I tried to acknowledge it.

Have you been to the crossroads?     

If you haven’t started the new weekly serial, Brother Love, or if you’ve fallen behind, here’s your chance to get up-to-date. 

It’s a mysterious, you might even say spooky story, set somewhere in the late 1950s, during the hot month of August, in a small southern town. I’m writing it in full-on pantser mode — completely unplanned.  The story is driven by random “things” readers leave in comments.

Antique globe showing the Mississippi Delta, by Dan AntionAntique globe showing the Mississippi Delta, by Dan…

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On your knees !

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“A man is never as big as when he is on his knees to help a child.”❤🙏👍

News from Ibonoco

« Un homme n’est jamais si grand que lorsqu’il est à genoux pour aider un enfant. »

A man is never as big as when he is on his knees to help a child.”

Pythagore(Πυθαγόρας)(né vers – 580 av JC – et mort vers – 495 av JC) est un mathématicien, scientifique et philosophe grec. Ayant quitté son île (Samos), il y revient après des voyages en Egypte mais le tyran Polycrate de Samos le contraint à partir. Il s’installera alors à Cratone, colonie grecque dans le sud de l’Italie pour y fonder une communauté…

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