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Mystical Mundane: About

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Daughter, Sister, Mother and Wife. Thank you for taking the time to comment. Its always fascinating to know that people read what I write. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Just another wordpress blog post. Ive done pretty good with staying offline. Ive reduced my time by about 80%. I just need to narrow down my time on here to quality. But a post nontheless. Blogging is a good way to keep track of time and events in my life, especially because I have a bad memory.  So, le. After year...

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Mystical Mundane: Spring is Springing

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Mar 7, 2015. Winter was quite tame here this year, though in Western Canada, that in itself is nothing new. The days got shorter, the nights grew longer and it was definitely cold - even snowed a bit. Nothing like out East however. Regardless, the excitement of the first crocuses never fails to thrill me. It feels so different. I didn't realize how hemmed in I had felt. Once we cut the walls out and stripped that sucker down, she FINALLY tumbled. Finally cleared. We will be building a pagoda/gazebo h...

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Mystical Mundane: Thursday Afternoon

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Apr 30, 2015. Lip ring is infected (still) - guessing that I really should have got pierced with titanium. Can't remember who it was that suggested my last labrette didn't heal correctly due to a reaction to the nickle in the surgical steel. Today I started a plantain poultice - - but the effects aren't as lasting because I drink a lot of coffee and gunk it all up again. Oldest son comes home in two weeks. He's been in Japan for a year. Def miss that kid. Thursday, April 30, 2015. View my complete profile.

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Mystical Mundane: Wheel Turns

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Apr 29, 2015. I used to have many catchy (in my opinion) titles for blog posts. I remember when blogging was this really cool thing where I'd post all my angsty thoughts and my angsty friends would read and comment. Now there are pro bloggers everywhere and I feel totally out of place anywhere cept livejournal. Spring has been crazy green this year and very early. I spend too much time on the computer and not enough time outside, but Im outside daily taking kids to/fro school, and out with the dog. We we...

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Opoetso: March 2009

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Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Sunday, March 29, 2009. Poem # 64 Against Death. 8220;But in art, as seemingly in life, things happen without cause.”. After they called to me. From sixty miles north,. To tell me that you had passed. The grasp of your hands releasing. From cold hospital sheets,. From Barbara A. Thomas. A brief "Dear Johanna" letter. This poem is published in Sinister Widom, volume #76. The link to sinister wisdom is below. A brief “Dear Johanna” letter. And left my stroke.

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Opoetso: Bolivian Love Roast

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Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Tuesday, February 5, 2008. Up in grainy burlap sack. I sift the cold scentless. Rocks into the popper. Sit back await the crack. Through a fury of flurried shucks. After a good roast. From Barbara A. Thomas. This poem is strangely hot in a larger-than-coffee way, which I take to be intentional from the "love" in the title. ;). I hope you can make the reading on 2/19. February 6, 2008 at 5:15 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). From Barbara A. Thomas.

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Opoetso: A brief "Dear Johanna" letter

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Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Sunday, March 29, 2009. A brief "Dear Johanna" letter. This poem is published in Sinister Widom, volume #76. The link to sinister wisdom is below. A brief “Dear Johanna” letter. An exile I have loved tells me she’s going home. A full-moon swells into my. Hips while a rock hollows out my back. I didn’t choose the moon moving. Into me but I couldn’t let go. So I pushed back with all my force until. And left my stroke. I remember from time to time -.

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Opoetso: Blue Possibilities in Portrait of Gertrude Stein

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Poetry is comfort for this bruised exsistence. Monday, February 11, 2008. Blue Possibilities in Portrait of Gertrude Stein. Hands under thighs – loose legs, head hangs below. The Woman With Crossed Arms, you. Rummage around your decades. Portraits pushing the mind of poet. Scooped into my sight. You are too strange. At 27 Rue de Fleur. Woman With Crossed Arms, your. Why are you woman? From Barbara A. Thomas. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). From Barbara A. Thomas. View my complete profile.