tales from the murky splurge

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Sunday, September 14, 2014

a box of papers discovered in a cupboard. Hidden for over sixty years. Details the murder of four women in 1939. But the writings are presumed delusional. The writer a ww1 soldier who suffered from shell shock and never recovered yet became an artist who achieved a short period of recognition lived... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 12, 2014

imagine a place where you receive a smile of understanding, a reassurance, a polite space where you can relax and focus your mind in solitude but knowing you are not alone there- Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Where the devil is a fictional character

You do not hear, so I cannot say as you resrict this power, this abundance to share, is it poured away down a drain to dry in the gutter of despair where the road is blocked now and no one is there to clear your way How can words of love leave my thoughts un conditional in their journey free of gods... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

To carry a dream was no heavy load it lifted her spirit and well it showed the web was not finished she had one big task and help was at hand if she needed to ask Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

DO WE SEE WHAT OTHERS FAIL TO SEE OR DO OTHERS SEE WHAT WE CHOOSE TO CLOSE OUR EYES TO. HOW DO WE KNOW WHEN WE SEE TRUTH IS IT NOT TRUE THAT LOVE HAS THE ABILITY TO LIE AND THEREFORE CLOUD OUR VISION, SO ARE WE SEEING LOVE. maybe maybe not WOULD TRUE LOVE NOT PRESENT YOU WITH TRUTH EVEN IF THE TRUTH... Sign in to see full entry.

Reaching for standards.

touch the brim we tip toes top success is sitting on the top we reach and with our muscles stretch to excercise our standards met but are these standards mine alone i liook and see that youve gone home the victory was mine today keep up or youll get blown away. how important is it to keep up our... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 5, 2014

A solid but brief moment,I saw it there, truth C aught in reflection but alienated from your reasoning, A story you said, what would it be about C an all your words be safe from question and doubt I can watch you walk the safest path of the masses A ggrevated by many trodden steps,no rocks between... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 4, 2014

My promise

My promise. Hands clasped to mine we have walked As giants together we have faced our adventures And now you face it alone as you have done before And I face mine as I hurt not to be with you You, a daughter of determined demands I love your endurance I shower it with pride You a daughter of... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

I am so not ready for this major change. A quick decision puts my last child into an amazing educational experience and I have come home to an empty house. I am feeling an experience of loss which is stupid because she will be home in six weeks. However she has severed her home life and school will... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

It's an old one I just came across. I search an old poem to blow dust from its lines my words weary and repetitive like a worn shirt it falls limp amongst your tired face falling tattered through the dirt i wish to wipe your frowning face and lift your chin to feel soft breeze and warming sun to let... Sign in to see full entry.

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