Night lifts, morning slipping through blinds, soul returning from nightly foray, body awakening, a vague sense of disconnection – admit it, you know this.
Blending in the gift of stealth only your voice – woodsy reed  – alerts me to your presence. You are grey sky and rushing waters tall reeds and wind-swept banks And when my heart beats off tempo given to spells of malaise you are metronome reseting my rhythm. (Friday I join in with Granny Shot […]
It’s complicated, really, but so much is defined by the presence of a garage. Here is a stand-alone, connected by a breezeway, single-car with storage; could have been so much more – had planned for it, but life changes. Once had an oversized garage – direct access, housed two vehicles, custom built – but the […]
And Don’t I know it, great piece, so true
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Thank you!
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My pleasure
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Beautiful deep red on this rose 😀
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Thank you.
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Thanks for the haiku and photo, a renga with you:
treasure beauty with the thorns
proximity pricks when touched
Dr. Lim Keng Huat, http://www.wonkywizard.wordpress.com
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Nice. Thanks.
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Thanks. With that approval, I shall publish it in my blog with acknowledgement, and it will be translated in Chinese for more readership.
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Thank you. Will you link it back here?
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Yes, please inform if I fail to link
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