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We All Carry Our History

Posted on May 31, 2016 by Lynette

We all carry our history differently inside us, Some tie memories to leaded fishing weights, so they can sink deep deep deep, Others coat them in hard glossy varnish, so they gleam–better than new. One trots out faded high school … Continue reading →

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Don’t Sleep Through the Beauty of the World

Posted on May 25, 2016 by Lynette

Don’t sleep through the beauty of the world, be awake when sparrows wing their tapestry across the sky, The shadow of the stalwart tree moving across the lawn, see the glittering march of the tide. Be awake for the darting … Continue reading →

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Waiting for a Man To Face His Fear

Posted on May 16, 2016 by Lynette

Waiting for a Man To Face His Fear He’s just across the street. the street lamps should pop from the tension between us. As I sit, I knit a scarf of lavender patience, with threads of trust glimmering softly in … Continue reading →

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The Limp

Posted on May 14, 2016 by Lynette

Imagine you have a limp.  Imagine that your leg was badly injured many years ago, and for reasons of your own, you didn’t seek treatment and so the leg healed badly and now you limp.  Most days you get along … Continue reading →

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Through the Lens of a Broken Heart

Posted on March 11, 2016 by Lynette

Through the lens of a broken heart the sky is muted the air flavored with mud Through the lens of a broken heart my face feels weighted down my feet heavy as clay Through the lens of a broken heart … Continue reading →

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The Most Extraordinary Pie

Posted on July 2, 2015 by Lynette

You are sitting in a cozy room in an easy chair and there’s a table across the room.  And on this table there’s a piece of pie. It’s not just any pie.  It’s the most extraordinary pie, with a unique … Continue reading →

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