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Five in the afternoon, already darkness creeping in, and the wind is starting up. Winter in this city is milder than some, but the cement never warms in the day’s sun. The temperatures are low, even though the sun shines here practically every day.

I have a few items that render some warmth. An old yoga mat someone threw in the bin helps a lot against the chill of the pavement. A salvaged length of canvas from a discarded tent provides shelter from the wind. The scent of it being soaked from rain brings back memories of my youth, camping with my folks.

I wipe tears from my tired eyes as these memories of happiness drift in and out of my mind. I pull the worn blanket over my head and try to forget those things. I try to hide them away for they do me no good. Sleep doesn’t come easily when you have to be aware, every minute, aware of where you are, who might be approaching.

I never feel really safe. The library where I wash at night and in the morning has uniformed guards inside. I do feel safe there, for a time. At ten they close and the brief warm respite of clean safety ends. I retreat to a familiar partially hidden hallway to spend the remainder of the night. It is cold, but dry, and as much shelter as I can afford. I shall be grateful to wake to the sun another time. I am homeless but I am alive.

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Observe an infant

Soft smooth smiling innocence

Sweetness fresh and new

Observe the grandmother’s face

Soft older wise wrinkly smile

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A compass for life

Every tick of the arrow

A new direction

The right path is yours to choose

Many travels, rusted proof

Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge, No. 72: Breakthrough & Movement, #SnyonymsOnly

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“It has to be here somewhere. Look for anything that glitters.”

“You mean anything besides water?”

“Of course”, Joe was getting exasperated with Mike. He asked him to come along as a cover for his mom. She thought they were going fishing.

Joe shifted his feet around in the cool stream. Only a day since he sneaked in to take his dad’s compass. On yesterday’s outing, he lost it, today, trying to find it. It was his mom’s treasure, one of the few items they sent after his father died in battle.

Joe suddenly shrieked. He cut his foot on something sharp, a broken glass disk.

106 words

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It’s all about trust

Or

His love for her

Strength of the fabric

Grip of her toes

The want of a swim

Tiredness of his fingers

Or

Maybe it’s just about fun.

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Protecting their lives

Listening for threatening noise

Pups’ comforted zen

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RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #189 Zen&Noise

Many a storm have come over the hill

But you stand strong, you have that will

While good times extend the peace

You handle it all with calm and ease

Outward appearances show you unperturbed

Inner muted chaos dare not disturb

The strength of character you behold

As you gather family into the fold.

Dedicated to my daughter this day, her 47th birthday.💓

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It’s eleven at night, so I’m sneaking in my answers to ceenphotography.com‘s Share Your World. I hope you all take the opportunity to join in, it’s a great way to learn more behind the scenes of the bloggers here on WordPress. This week her questions are:

1. How do you like your eggs? I like scrambled if I’m out but I fix them many ways at home, poached, boiled, fried, baked, deviled and in salads.

2. Have you ever met someone famous? I went to a lunch at Joe Cocker’s establishment in Colorado, but never spoke to him, darn.

3. What was the first thing you bought with your own money? Are we talking allowance for chores? If so it was a dime spent on a package of Hostess cupcakes. If we are speaking of outside the home earned, it was a matching sweater set, popular in the sixties on high school girls. I was elated!

I am totally grateful to finally get out of bed today. I have had a stomach bug since Thursday and hope I don’t jinx anything by saying I felt good today! I’m also grateful my family brought me toilet paper…don’t ask…Gatorade and soup. Someday when you’re all grownup I’ll tell you more….

In my younger days (don’t you just hate it when someone says that) I was fascinated by the title of this song written by the Beatles but I liked this version best: it’s so funny the lack of enthusiasm of the drummer😂

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It was merely a moment of tangency. She there, he here, they were never going to be close, never hear the sultry whispers in the other’s ear, never. It didn’t begin that way. It began with what romantics refer to as being struck, a lightning bolt of realization they were meant for each other.

There was no afternoon on the veranda, no slight brush of eyelashes on cheeks, no actual meeting. But there were butterflies swaying inside their bodies. There were sensual voices, dilated pupils in the dark, and beaded sweat on mocha skin. These sensations were caused by words, some written, some spoken, and odd hours of togetherness.

Distance between them made actual life together impossible. This odd relationship, unplanned and incomplete, was the result. There was no malice, no forethought of how circumstances would never change. It was the result of a chance meeting and an irresistible impulse. They found in each other what they never knew they had missed, what they thought they would never have–a soulmate.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/02/19/bonus-wordle-moment-of-tangency/

“Legends of the Fall” is a good story if you like family dramas. Need I mention the drool factor when watching this movie full of handsome men? You’ll need to settle in with your popcorn because you won’t want to miss a moment of the story, the scenery, or twists in the plot. Enjoy!

In early 20th-century Montana, Col. William Ludlow (Anthony Hopkins) lives in the wilderness with his sons, Tristan (Brad Pitt), Alfred (Aidan Quinn) and Samuel (Henry Thomas). Eventually, the unconventional but close-knit family encounters tragedy when Samuel is killed in World War I. Tristan and Alfred survive their tours of duty, but, soon after they return home, both men fall for Samuel’s gorgeous fiancée, Susannah (Julia Ormond), and their intense rivalry begins to destroy the family.

Release date: January 13, 1995 (USA)

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