Category: Words with Intent
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Out on a limb
In autumn leaves rustlingI remember the gloryOf dancing out on a limbThe sway of the branchAs the winds of lifeDetermined where i would fall In autumn leaves shiningI remember the colourOf being held by youAs out on a limb i waitedFor your heartto catch me as i fell In autumn leaves floatingI remember the sightOf…
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Habit & Pattern
I am a person of pattern of habit and rhythm in life and when this gets interrupted it can cause all manner of strife I’m working from home at the moment I’m not sad to give up the commute it’s just that my new “office” layout is not really made to suit I am a…
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Giving up Chai
i’m trying to give up the Chai – well, really it’s more all the milk – the spice of the cinnamon topping – the feel of sweet liquid brown silk – i’m trying to give up the Chai – i started cold turkey today – I haven’t missed it as yet – but tomorrow’s another…
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Weathering the Years
Looking through some old words for something to post, and reading this one triggered some new ones ******************************************************* The weather won’t let me forget you the seasons bring reminders the quality of light or a perfume on the air trigger memories of times gone by and I am almost back there ©ceenoa The…
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Dare to Be
I can put on my hair just like a hat, but I’m still silver gray underneath that. Which is prettier? which is more real? it’s the way that you wear yourself, it’s the way that you feel! In learning to “be” there are times not to see, the way others look, and that includes me,…
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SOD #6
Now how could I resist that! The dogs lazed on the floor, tongues lolling, ears twitching. The master sashayed around the room, doing a bad impression of Austins Powers, “Groovy baby, lets make some Art” he said, as he flung the dog food in their bowl and started taking pictures of the splattered empty can!…
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A Crown of Feathers
She wore a crown of feathers and some did think her mad, she wore a crown of feathers to remind her that she had, learnt not to resist the subtle twists of life. She wore a crown of feathers upon her short grey hair, and what they thought of her she did not care, because…
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SOD #5
Suggestions: Bloom, Flowers, Love Haven’t been here for a while, for various reasons, but the “suggestions” today fit nicely with what I have been doing lately. so I thought a SOD was in order. She blooms, as she drowns her flowers, with love. If you want to find out what SOD really means – read…
Ceenoa 
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