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Rejection

Once upon a time there was a cupboard full of toys. One shelf belonged to the cuddly toys, mostly old, worn and threadbare. There was a monkey with scratchy hands and a moth-eaten waist coat, a velvet elephant with a … Continue reading

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Soul

I am the daughter of Mother Earth My flesh is formed of her dust She gave me birth; I am part of her But how could she give me a soul? The Earth is alive in a myriad ways Yet … Continue reading

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I listen

I listen. He listens So Mother Theresa described her prayers. And I wonder In the silence The solitude When every little sound Sounds loud Waiting in the quiet Till noisy brain Ceases its endless chatter For a while And in … Continue reading

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Flash fiction

The church was large, square and dark. The man sat there at one with the building. His feet planted firmly on the floor. His head bowed but raising his chin from time to time as though turning his face toward … Continue reading

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Being

I pause the doing Embrace the being Breathe the breath Of who I am Deep pool of being Never plumbed E’en if I had A thousand years.

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A precious moment

I wandered into a room By chance Mug of tea in my hand The sun steamed in through The window I stopped, I stood, and I basked. A moment out of a schedule A moment that makes Today A moment … Continue reading

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Stranger danger

I don’t know him So I mustn’t speak But his eyes are kind I feels he sees My bleeding soul. I don’t know him So I can’t avail myself Of kindness. Instead I must be good Must bear the pain … Continue reading

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Freedom

Freezing fog and hail She will stay indoors again Mind still free to roam If memory serves me correctly, it was Frank McCourt, author of Angela’s Ashes and ‘Tis who described being imprisoned in a hospital bed during a childhood … Continue reading

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Garden of life

Bulb: dried up, looks dead Planted, blooms for years and years Everlasting joy. Our life is like a garden; we can plant habits, attitudes, behaviour patterns deep within our soul that will naturally bloom in season without any further effort … Continue reading

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The Daffodil

I sat by the pond. The warmth of the day surrounded, engulfed me. Beauty became tangible in the smell of the air, the sound of birdsong, the kiss of sun rays on my skin. St David’s Day, the first day … Continue reading

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