40 days
I have had a reasonably full but not overdone sort of day.
Here are some whittery bits. I have too much to do, but I need to do it.
Let’s hear it for Laundry Day.
Swirls
Seeking an opening
just a crack through which some air
light
might come slanting through
breezes and shafts with floating motes in them
touched what happens
look
they’ve disappeared
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Factors of 1:57 a.m.
Caught up in a wild compendium
beyond comprehensibility
Kaspar I believe autism
made you as you were
stew of weaknesses and magnetism
mysteries in a pile
I hope of all those faces suddenly
in yours
there was someone who whispered love
so softly you could bear its presence
Psychic is
as psychiatric does
the conditioned air reaches through
very wee hours
nothing seems soft enough
to send light into my deepest belly
give me dreams or better yet
bless me with a soft shower of oblivion
Today was clean day here as well. Working on Laundry cleaned the kitchen spotless after dinner, scrubbed the kitchen floor to.. its like a whole new kitchen..hehe
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Congrats on 40days! Here it is a wet, muddy, humid day.. not pleasant to be out in but very conducive to study which is what I need so all is well.
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you really do find new ways to amaze me each and every day =)
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Forty Days! This is right up there with Noah and the rain for forty days! I hope the dove of peace has perched upon your shoulder. Hugs,
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🙂
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You totally rock!
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40? OMG has it really been 40 days!!! Wow ! You’re practically a non smoker! Thought of you while we wre in New York but it was SUCH a whirlwind…
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Let’s hear it for 40 days!!! Good for you.
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“psychis is as psychiatric does …” I love this- you write so welll … I’m tryign to think of the right work – insightfully is the closest I can get just now.
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