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Memory

Experiential reality crumbles under the unbearable weight of memory
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The Slow Hand of Winter

The slow hand of winter reaches over the landscape- crystallizing nature’s thoughts as she moves beneath the surface The slow…
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Mementos

She said he came in with amnesia, that they didn’t know his name. For weeks the only word he spoke…
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Travellers

Travellers past, looking forward hoping for a softer future hoping for something better Have we found it ? No, we…
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decay

    Two more wilting flowers today – I may continue this and see how the continuing decay looks through…
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Dying Iris

Well, it’s been a while since my last post. I’ve been making daily postings to the Google Plus Creative265Project, and…
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The Monument

The cold wind blows, white noise fills the sky, and the ghosts lay themselves to rest, falling away from the…