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Smell The Coffee

Wake up and Smell the Coffee; Poems, Short stories, Bite-size news- old and new .....Because I Have a Voice!

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Grounded

  What do I know of power? I cannot fathom its texture or dimensions Is it loud? Does it growl….or shake its fists at passers-by? No, I do not know power But... I do know survival It's staying one step... Continue Reading →

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In Life’s Lab

Right, I'm winging it here with a combination of prompts- much like an experiment. I've combined the use of homographs with a philosophical question: "Why do we ignore red flags?". And to top it off, chopped up my prose...and passed... Continue Reading →

Neighbourliness

God had the right idea when he prescribed a utopia for all near and far Love thy neighbour as thyself (He said) Don't leave them forgotten like an old book on a high shelf "Mourn with those who mourn rejoice... Continue Reading →

Just Another Day

I’ve stopped wishing to be some one else. You know, that self-assured someone who’s got their act together and seems knows how to handle everything…. anytime? I embrace my imperfections…knowing that perfection is pure fantasy. I embrace my weaknesses now……because... Continue Reading →

All in the Timing

There's a rumour going around that there's a time for this and a time for that I hope that when I catch up they'd have added a time to smell the coffee or a time to remove rose-tinted glasses or... Continue Reading →

The Defendant

Harold Peterson waited patiently for his client, Jake, to finish his tirade. Jake Bloom huffed and puffed in his smart business suit- his face, suffused with rage. "But Jake," Harold tried to soothe, "the charges of assault against you are... Continue Reading →

Inking Life

I'm trying a pantoum poem...for the second time in my life- and a great challenge it was. I've carried on with the theme of the power of ink... with a dash of the 'Trumpster" to spice things up a bit.... Continue Reading →

The Eternity of Ink

The view from the shore is breathtaking. We watch in awe as a river of ink flows past; carrying with it the tales of humankind. We watch stories unfold while poetry undresses and eternity speaks of God. Our understanding is... Continue Reading →

A Cloud of Sorts

Let’s talk clouds today. Not your average cotton-candy-in-the sky, but rose-tinted ones that serenade us as we fly-carpet them from upturned lips to perfect laughter. Then, there are those dark clouds heavy-laden with pain, grief and sorrow that seem to... Continue Reading →

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