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two-and-a-half

Crisp cool August air

reminds that autumn

(my favourite!)

is just around the corner.

So do the signs

screaming

“Back to School!”

which, for some reason,

make me shudder.

My big boy will start preschool,

every morning.

He can’t wait

and I’d lie to say

I’m not looking forward to

those two-and-a-half

hours

of

quiet.

He says he’s

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Synthesis

this morning

I hang little-person clothes on the line

while he plays

and it’s sunny, and a bit cool, that perfect spring morning feeling

and I think “ah, to sit with Bible, pen, and coffee…”

and then the thought

“why not?”

 

returning with blanket, books, coffee,

I set up on the grass

and discover

that me-time

can

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Empty

Lately

I feel

like I just have

nothing

to

say.

Like I’m here

on a quiet night

with no one else around

and nothing to do,

and I think –

“I should write” –

but instead

draw a bath

and crochet.

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amateur artist

lately

I feel

like I just need to write.

but what?

and why?

and for who?

there’s certainly better out there…

 

or sing.

in a band.

but who’s?

not mine – I’m no songwriter.

 

…and again, why?

‘Cause it feels good when I do it.

 

Art is funny.

Do we do it to express?

Or ’cause people like what we have

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Closure

finally I know
reality setting in
as blood trickles down

…even so, it is well…

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