169; Cat Hill 2012. Open link night hosted by Grace. Thursday, 14 March 2013. 169; Cat Hill 2012. Form for all prompt to write a cinquain. This gave me an opportunity to write about one of my favourite musicians, Amanda Palmer. Tuesday, 19 February 2013. The noise so sudden and shocking.

Saturday, September 12, 2015. I ended a relationship last night. The relationship was abusive and volatile and unhealthy. But it was hard to get away. And yet, I woke up this morning feeling free. That shamed the way I choose to raise my children, attacks. This blog has always been a prayer closet for me. But I return to it now because I s.

Just a servant with a laptop sharing stories of Grace, Love, Hope and Comfort. We are afraid the past will catch up with us . we are afraid of tomorrow . we are afraid of today.

Coot-tha from the Green Bridge. Are bathed in the golden evening glow,. While the shadows of the riverbanks trees,. Dance on the silent, sluggish river. Discussing the day in the Eucalypts,. The lorikeets spoil the peace. Not solely a physical bridge, this,. But a metaphorical bridge rather,. While hundreds of stars glow in the inky night. But are also examples of a.

And yet, we made him. Gives February gusts a voice. Sun rising in the morning. A slight pause for reflection. Warm rain on the ear. Some hands know the soil. They know what to do with it.

Nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands. OR SCREAM IN ALL CAPS. Or if you need a prompt you can check out one of the past prompts, like the Shadorma. The bar is open just for you.