Change Becomes Me

change becomes me as much as love or rage all those milestones - fossils of my old self celebrating journeys of the past but offering no place – to stop or rest   In other words, change at Patricia's Place

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Common sense

“The birds know, the pumpkins in the field know…” “What?” “The secrets hiding behind the bushes ….” “And how do we know that?” “Simple, Mama … walk over to the other side of the tree.” My little one can sure apply common sense to fairy tales. Reading out a story is not fun anymore. (277 … Continue reading Common sense

Burnt out

The night’s still young revellers wild, callow what awaits them at the next turn  …. Who the hell wants to know? They enjoy life… Early success, early burnout nothing left to boost sagging spirits beaten hollow chickens come home to roost They regret life (44 words)   Quadrille #67