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Imagined Spaces

For my children yet unborn, I have dreamed a place for you with my soul.

I have formed a strong foundation out of my very being and furnished it with the essence of all I believe to be good and true. And so I wish for you:
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Poetry Techniques

 

A crayon and a piece of paper.
A moment of stillness and a wealth of opportunity.

But what message to be emblazoned across this untouched landscape?

What theme to be scribbled and then smoothed into easy words?

What revelation to be rhymed and measured to fit?

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Weekly Photo Challenge: The Sign Says

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Heed The (Warning) Signs

Back in 2005, I saw this part of a sign outside an unremarkable building whilst travelling home from work on the bus in Christchurch, New Zealand. I was fascinated by what it meant and dragged Auburn along to check it out later that weekend.
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The Stink of Chronic Illness

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Hello. I am ‘might war’ and I am a functional movement disorder sufferer.

 
Just give me a minute. Seeing the words down on paper tends to steal my breath. Why? Because those words just do not do justice to the experience of living with such a condition.

My life has changed beyond all recognition. I’ve had to adjust to the fact that my body is no longer under my control. I now travel by wheelchair.

Basically, I am broken.

And I am pissed off about it.

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Conversations With My Mother – 3: I’ve Got To Look Away From You

You no longer have the right to “release” me –
I release myself.
 
I will not destroy myself for you any longer;
Nor will I allow you to do so.
You lost that right today.
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Coitus Interuptus

November 6, 2004

Dual Reach
Dual Reach, by Kris Krug, CC-BY-SA2.0.
Imagine the scene: Two people are in bed (let’s call them Lover A and Lover B). The way their bodies are entwined and the manner in which clothing lays discarded around the room leaves no doubt that there has been some sexual activity in recent times. In fact, they have reached that point where the urgency has settled and they have decided to make an afternoon of it.

But if you listen, there is another sound. Not quite natural considering the moment. The eye is drawn to the door and if you look closely, you can see the door knob turning. The lovers do not notice.
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Conversations With My Mother – 1: Apology

This is what I’d most like to tell you:
        I am you no longer.
I have grown – in interesting and difficult ways – into
a woman of my own.
I have thought, reasoned … and at times
begged, for my own clarification.
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