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The Pneumatics.
She woke up at 4.00 am after five hours of sleep. She likes to get up at 2am but is always glad to get more crumbs of sleep as often as possible. She drank some water and went to the … Continue reading
Mariah and the Thorny Dreams
Mariah was rushing around. Her cactus plant had fallen over a few times due to being top heavy and was waiting to be repotted if only she could find a bigger pot for it. In her haste she ran her … Continue reading
Leprechauns have dream groups you know.
As Mariah walked home from dream group she thought she had created her own stiffness and there was not much she could do about it as it had been going on for a long time, bit by bit, piece by … Continue reading
The Leprechaun and the Bacon
There were two pieces of bacon left and she had her eye on one of the pieces, maybe more. She felt a little guilty she had eaten the rest of the side of bacon, quietly, deliberately, munchingly. It was so … Continue reading
The Leprechaun and Her Maker
Mariah, the Leprechaun, was adjusting to the freezing weather and was considering how to block off the four breezes that met in her kitchen. One breeze came from the attic, another from the basement and the other two from her … Continue reading
Solstice and Advent
It is Advent, a time of renewal and it is Solstice, a time of change. It is the time of the return of the light. It is the time of the birth of the new. Our sun lines up with … Continue reading
The Train Story from the Big Apple
New York, on the subway, is always an interesting experience, because of the multitude of people, of different ethnicities, dress, orientation and speech. If I travel on my own, I am standing looking at the map of the underground, working … Continue reading
Poetry
I am part of a poetry group led by Susan Facknitz Phd. We meet about twice a month at Our Community Place. I love the way it stimulates my imagination and gives me a focus for my next piece of peotry … Continue reading
Leprechaun at the River
Next day Mariah put on her shoes with the upturned toes and a bell on top and every time it rang a little she said, “I am.” She was on the old river path on a lovely warm fall day. … Continue reading
Leprechauns and their Auras
Enjoyed weaving my work and recreation together with mention of leprechauns, auras and dreams. I welcome comments. Continue reading
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