On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea. All Is One With Our Creator. More Small Stones for 2013.

Kids, Cats, and meandering along. Monday, April 9, 2018. If you would prefer to read this on the other site, it is linked here. Awww Monday is hosted by Sandee, of Comedy Plus. Join us every Monday for Awww. Post a picture that makes you say Awww. This is both an Awww! And an answer to prayer.

Nine years I have been in Blogsville, and over the time, my friends have christened me with nicknames. But having written under a pen-name for a long time, they call me by that name Leo. A bit of the real me, and a bit of the poet in me.

Saturday, August 15, 2015. A stray dog from who knows where. But he stayed with us. With a heart of gold. He joined our kids gang. So went everywhere with them. Come rain hail or shine. Loved it down the creek. Chasing them over the hill. Despite hairs found in their beds. He was one of them. Said there was Dingo in him. Hobo just shook his head. He yelped in his sleep. Telling us about his past.

Sunday, 16 August 2015. Oh, how I slept with such dark lipstick. Saturday, 15 August 2015. Ah my love why,. You can see the contours. Is it nectar from buds or. Ah, pull away the obstacle. Let me be closer, as to crumble. Free my eyes, I wish to be tight. Come nearer and hide me in. Come lovingly closer to me that. Written for Magpie Tales 282.

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. Ramblings of a College Introvert. Having fun with my Camera. Paint The World With Words. Green is the color of my country. So, my sister and my niece enjoyed wearing green clothes.

Eternal rest grant unto Charles, my love. Saturday, August 15, 2015. 8220;Life in our country. Has become one big TV serial. Friday, August 14, 2015. Has she learned her lesson? .

Mariachis mortuary meth maybe missed mouths. Magician many mutants midnight motor more. No mortuary for these many missed parents. Magically annihilated by the midnight mutants. No crystal meth for this lot just zyklon B crystals. As jews lay open mouthed on the shower room floor. More corpses for the ovens. Play with the fervour of mariachis.

Originally posted on Dancing Echoes. Gnarled old vines twist and turn. Jammy dark fruit, chocolate. Theatre played in grape and vine. When Brix was running peak. In all its sublime sweetness.

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