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through the wind winding: September 2014
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Through the wind winding. Snippets from a windswept soul-. Tuesday, September 30, 2014. Running Away, Storybook Style. 8220;Spinning Callouses”. Here nor there,. The music hangs,. Thin air. The road. Connects two ends,. I sit at home with. Straw, I wĪnd my. I weave my will. And wĪnd my mind. To the naked wind,. Castle high and current fixed. Wild eyes, whispered prayers,. Sacred notes of silence. Fire! Shrieks, the helling of the holy – smoke. I twill steel and iron words. Into a bridge of shallow shadows.
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through the wind winding: Rose Window, Notre Dame de Paris
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Through the wind winding. Snippets from a windswept soul-. Thursday, July 23, 2015. Rose Window, Notre Dame de Paris. Images via wikimedia - click for wikimedia page. Streets never dried,. Staining the city steel. When the rain silvered more,. You could have taken it for. Granite. Glinting in the street lamps,. Glittering through the fogged. Net where cigarette smoke. Settles to socialize and sense. The dull sharpening of the world.). I loved the streets,. Small dog shits and all. I loved fumbling through.
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through the wind winding: April 2014
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Through the wind winding. Snippets from a windswept soul-. Sunday, April 27, 2014. The most eccentric characters may be. Sleepwalkers through the digital experience. A quick spiritual, physical fix. The music of machine dreams). A life spent on the external world. Imagine what it must be like without words. Begin a new story. THE END of my Collage Journal, MOONBEAM DREAMS. Wednesday, April 23, 2014. I can be a dreamer, but today I. Face the things I dread:. We are travelers in search of. A new blood moon,.
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through the wind winding: November 2014
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Through the wind winding. Snippets from a windswept soul-. Saturday, November 29, 2014. Llansgi Roots" - West Coast Eisteddfod Competition Submission. I may have been curiously absent from the blogosphere this month, but for good reason: many writing competition deadlines approach. I've had some pretty crazy coincidences involving one of my favorite annual competitions, hosted by Americymru. Which perhaps I shall tell some other day. Llansgi, Wales, 2014. Llansgi, Wales, Late 1400s. Word is that she is o...
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through the wind winding: August 2015
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Through the wind winding. Snippets from a windswept soul-. Thursday, August 27, 2015. Sunday, August 16, 2015. Online Hide and Seek. The above's the 1st round in my collage journal; it got edited down to the poem below:. To organize your life. Into facebook - traces. Of journeys, neon blurs. Smeared on your path. A forgettable past,. And the way it was. Cracks in this fine social scene. Wednesday, August 5, 2015. Trying this whole Instagram. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Dear Sweet Filthy World. Faces From...
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through the wind winding: August 2014
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Through the wind winding. Snippets from a windswept soul-. Saturday, August 16, 2014. The Triumph of Silence". There Is No Sound. Its sides are wedged. Against the walls,. The promise of a scream. Raging, broadsword drawn -. The triumph of silence:. Lodged in the throat,. A walk on my grave. 2005-2014 ink doodle, Dianne Selden. Thursday, August 14, 2014. Tricks of Light and Shadow". He wears a tall hat,. He wears a cape,. The kohl round his eyes. Swirls and time stands still. He pulls all the wondrous.
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through the wind winding: July 2014
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Through the wind winding. Snippets from a windswept soul-. Wednesday, July 30, 2014. Splashing the Divide: New Collage Book. These are for naught. The flow of thought. If pure and clear. In all its gears,. And all its dark. That leads the way. Monday, July 21, 2014. Today's Poem: An Older Me to a Younger You. I met you when I. Owned the grass,. The bricks, the paths. We walked. I, me, and mine,. All When I saw your. Eyebrow raise, I frowned and. Thought, “What a drag.”. Years spun nets,. I, me, my, mine.
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through the wind winding: Sneak Attack
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Through the wind winding. Snippets from a windswept soul-. Wednesday, August 5, 2015. Trying this whole Instagram. Thing out since my vibrant, hip niece and nephew hooked me up with an account.). Great poem from borrowed words. I really need to this soon. Yours would be wonderful framed and hung. August 5, 2015 at 4:23 PM. August 6, 2015 at 11:45 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Dear Sweet Filthy World. And the mouse police never sleeps.". Imaginary gardens with real toads. Nature, Art and Poetry.
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through the wind winding: Online Hide & Seek
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Through the wind winding. Snippets from a windswept soul-. Sunday, August 16, 2015. Online Hide and Seek. The above's the 1st round in my collage journal; it got edited down to the poem below:. To organize your life. Into facebook - traces. Of journeys, neon blurs. Smeared on your path. A forgettable past,. And the way it was. Cracks in this fine social scene. So deeply beautiful and poetic in words.and visually energizing and powerful.absolutely brilliant .love it all! August 18, 2015 at 3:07 PM. I'll C...
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through the wind winding: February 2014
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Through the wind winding. Snippets from a windswept soul-. Monday, February 24, 2014. Here's a little collage poem inspired by that:. Return to familiar turf:. The way things feel to the touch,. The best musings in the land:. Happy birthday, Mamabear! Sunday, February 23, 2014. 8220;I know that tune…”. Like a flute –. By adjusting the tensions,. The wrinkles and valleys and. Deaths and dementias,. By tweaking my tongue,. And wīnding my fingers. The whisps of the world. I can bring you back. One of my gra...
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