smoothing the wrinkles i think of another time. how reasonably priced they are, such a usefull item, to protect the bed. those that sleep there can rest in the knowledge that all is well covered, there will be no shame, no hardship. remember the days of rolling an old one down the…
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The Slow Reader
Have you seen the movie The Reader? It’s been a while since I watched it (a few years), but I remember enjoying it. I love Kate Upton. Wait… what? I’m just kidding. I love Kate Hudson. If “they” make a movie about my life, they might call it The Slow Reader. It took me four…
.capybara .
after meeting my imaginary friend, attending an important meeting, where there was no importance at all, i drove to see the fish, and met the capybara. who was surprised? its hair all needing drawing, nose a blot, and the paw resting so. so quiet it was, perhaps a sadness. it stood alone, as did…
. type of love .
was hoping to garden yesterday, clear the ground, it was a challenge, with all that rain. so we mended things, with love and string. it is a challenge, 52 , to even think and google meanings. many types, immeasurable, not three nor for all of us. yet those of us who do, may trust blindly,…
. pinc .
the old blanket is new, a find from brynkir mill, the new blanket is old, have had it a while. “I watch the blanket breathe, hope it will never stop. pinc, cellular, keeping warm, the one I love. scares me, this intensity of feeling, that never stops, and continues when the blanket lays quiet…… pinc…
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some people seeking perfection, their dream in music decline. have their own reality, ideals, unreasonable requests. we found the shade, missed any remarkable rainfall, ate the cherries, at the royal welsh. no are no demands, no disappointments. these are the days, a repetition. sbm.
. pretty place .
there is a laybye , the field so pretty to park by, the gate to lean. will you report the fire? no i stopped to admire. i had seen the stack before, the logs laid neatly, all was ready then, now your flames attract me, to talk of lambs and springtimes. it is from the…
. birds fly up .
it is the way of things, while there are birds. while you read, you will not understand all words, that is the way of things, soak those stains in washings. then look quietly, see a new. cellular memory, let be, and learn, that small birds fly up. sbm.