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Stream of Confluence: Empty
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A place to meander with me awhile, until we all meet again. Sunday, October 19, 2008. For Bob I miss you, dear friend. No coffee spewing out my nose. No tears to wipe away. No words to read that no one knows. No metaphor in play. No wittiness to make me think. No chapters yet to come. Instead a vast and missing link. My empty heart is glum. Oh, I know! The silence is killing me. There is all this stark, brazen reality around us, and no Bob to send us on a mind trip. I wanna go tripping, man!
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Stream of Confluence: One Down, Three to Go
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A place to meander with me awhile, until we all meet again. Saturday, December 13, 2008. One Down, Three to Go. It was rough, especially towards the end, but I survived the first semester of my MA studies and my family still loves me despite the silent glares I doled out every time I was interrupted in the middle of a sentence - Whoo Hoo! I'm also done teaching for this semester and have a whole month off.maybe now I'll get caught up on some personal writing for sharing. December 14, 2008 at 4:53 AM.
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Stream of Confluence: October 2008
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A place to meander with me awhile, until we all meet again. Sunday, October 19, 2008. For Bob I miss you, dear friend. No coffee spewing out my nose. No tears to wipe away. No words to read that no one knows. No metaphor in play. No wittiness to make me think. No chapters yet to come. Instead a vast and missing link. My empty heart is glum. Saturday, October 11, 2008. My answer to this week's WordCatalyst writing prompt. Ah listen to them ‘lowly actress’ indeed! Friday, October 3, 2008. Yet that small vo...
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Not Quite Right: May 2009
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Thursday, May 07, 2009. The following was found while digging through some of Bob Church's belongings. It is a short writing Bob did on a napkin while at a restaurant. During one of his travels at least 10 years ago (possibly while staying at a hotel in St. Joe). Louise Church would like to share it with you all here. And no, this isn't Bob haunting you all through his blog so don't rush to the phone to call your local paranormal society headquarters :). Politicians in this world. They get us in wars.
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Stream of Confluence: December 2008
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A place to meander with me awhile, until we all meet again. Monday, December 22, 2008. Walking with Woods in Plainfield, Vermont. Fern, thou art a fan of feathered. Fingers tickling my bare shins,. Shhhhh, shhhhh,. I hear you whisper to others–shhhhh,. This is our moment–. There will never be another. Saturday, December 13, 2008. One Down, Three to Go. I'm also done teaching for this semester and have a whole month off.maybe now I'll get caught up on some personal writing for sharing. Book of My Heart.
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Not Quite Right: July 2008
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Thursday, July 31, 2008. Well, I guess it's about time I checked in for an update. My little vacation here at the Chateau de la Chemo is over-rated, at best. It's my own fault, though, I suppose I should have read the brochures a little closer before trading my time-share in Boca for it. heh heh heh. Hope all of you are conducting yourselves in a manner that speaks well of your parents. (I have no idea why I just said that. blame it on the cocktail.). Sunday, July 27, 2008. I must tell you, at this point...
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Stream of Confluence: Walking with Woods in Plainfield, Vermont
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A place to meander with me awhile, until we all meet again. Monday, December 22, 2008. Walking with Woods in Plainfield, Vermont. Fern, thou art a fan of feathered. Fingers tickling my bare shins,. Shhhhh, shhhhh,. I hear you whisper to others–shhhhh,. This is our moment–. There will never be another. Nice to see you posting again! This captures the deep quiet of a cool green under-forest so wonderfully! December 22, 2008 at 8:58 AM. December 22, 2008 at 5:21 PM. Thanks Ladies, and Happy Holidays! Writer...
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Stream of Confluence: September 2008
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A place to meander with me awhile, until we all meet again. Friday, September 26, 2008. I dreamt we were together. In a home on Limerick Lane. A fruit bowl on the table. Of the finest porcelain. The year was nineteen hundred one. Outside it was pouring rain. You strolled through the door whistling. Tossed your top hat, coat, and cane. What do you do with a drunken sailor…. We were seated at once in an English pub. Laughing with each refrain. Toasting our love with mugs of ale. Made from the finest grain.
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Stream of Confluence: For Breast Cancer Awareness Month
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A place to meander with me awhile, until we all meet again. Friday, October 3, 2008. For Breast Cancer Awareness Month. A week after mom returned home, she came down with a cold that wouldn’t go away. By Thanksgiving Day she was in the hospital and before Christmas we received the news she had stage 4 lung cancer. She died on January 25, 2004. Let's Stop the Fear. She faced the good times and the bad. With courage she had always had. Until one autumn's chilling breeze. Gripped her voice with dread disease.
